World Famous
The Beatnuts Lyrics


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(It's not really spanish all the way
But it's more - afro-spanish)

(Come on down)

(You're listenin to the world's famous)

Beatnuts y'all

( VERSE 1: Psycho Les )
The wiggedy-wicked
Les starts to rip shit
Beatnuts makin crazy noise with some hip shit
24-track, e.q.-ed to attack
Pump mo' watts than any Radio Shack
Black, I stick to bein ruff and rugged
Anti-pop, I guess I'll stay broke (F**k it!)
A crazy hispanic, Psycho Les panic
Nah, not me, I just pull the automatic
Out the knapsack, and cold point it
Blast ya, and leave your punk-ass disjointed
Yo, I ain't goin out like a punk
Nothin but fat rhymes and beats for your trunk to pump
I make you wanna jump like Kris Kross
(Beatnuts gonna blow up!) Slow down on that Crazy Horse
My hand's tied from the mic it holdes
I'ma jet up the block before the record shop closes

( VERSE 2: V.I.C. )
V.I.C., droppin styles you ain't used to
Nice with the lyrics, when I produce I get looser
Beats I got plenty, they come a dime a dozen
I got more beats than Puertoricans got cousins
Diggin every day, I'm the breakbeat doodle
I got the funky shit, ask my main man Ju-Ju
Jump in the trunk, we Audi on a mission
(Guess where we're goin?) Philadelphia, beat-fishin
There's always one store niggas always get stuck on
I know a lotta spots that are ain't puttin ya up on
Find your own beats, you're a real snuffalafagus
Lazy muthaf**ka, you're always bummin off of us
You know there's no one finer
Diggin for shit from here to North Carolina
The name is V.I.C., it's time to dilly-dally
First I hit Texas, then I'm 'goin back to Cali'

( VERSE 3: Ju-Ju )
Ju-Ju, the true blue funk nigga
Ill with the grooves, it's the real beat-digger
(Buyin old records is a habit) --> Diamond D
But if I can't afford to pay, I'll bag it
You can laugh and joke, but you'll never see me smile
Ruff and rugged, kickin the hardcore freestyle
Flavor-filled funk, bust the way I word it
Punks who pop junk, kid, tend to get murdered
Not a violent kid, though
Prefer to freak the flow, check it
Loop a funky 45, and I'll wreck it
Face it, here's somethin to make you jump around
(Jump around!) And 'get down, get down'
Honeys always sock me tryin to get my attention
Flexin, schemin on the carmel complexion
Ju-Ju, the beat man, under God's protection
Beatnuts makin moves like a mob connection

( Les )
Yeah, yeah
Gonna send this one out
To cool-ass Fash
My man Daddy Rich
Can't forget Lucien
(Name)
Constipated Monkeys
(Name) in the house




My man Johhny
Word up

Overall Meaning

The Beatnuts’ “World Famous” is a hardcore hip hop track with an emphasis on the strength of the beats and rhymes. The song begins with a brief intro that suggests the music blends Afro and Spanish sounds. This could perhaps refer to the Beatnuts’ signature brand of Latin-infused hip hop. The verses are performed by Psycho Les, V.I.C., and Ju-Ju, and each rapper takes turns showcasing their flow and lyrical prowess. Psycho Les comes in first and raps about his preference for rough and rugged anti-pop style, and how he is not “going out like a punk.” He then raps about his skills and leaves the mic, heading towards the record shop. V.I.C arrives and takes over, rapping about his deep collection of beats and his passion for digging for more. His verse references different locations within the United States he has searched for beats, including Philadelphia and Texas. Then Ju-Ju takes over, rapping about his skill and passion for beatmaking and how he stays true to his style, and leaves the track off with shoutouts to various people and groups.


Line by Line Meaning

It's not really spanish all the way
The song is not entirely in Spanish.


But it's more - afro-spanish)
However, it has some Afro-Spanish influences.


(Come on down)
The listener is invited to join in.


(You're listenin to the world's famous)
The song features the Beatnuts, who are world-famous.


The wiggedy-wicked
Psycho Les starts his verse with a playful, attention-grabbing line.


Les starts to rip shit
Psycho Les begins his performance with confidence and energy.


Beatnuts makin crazy noise with some hip shit
The Beatnuts are creating wild sounds with their innovative, hip style.


24-track, e.q.-ed to attack
The music was recorded on a 24-track machine and mixed with EQ to sound powerful.


Pump mo' watts than any Radio Shack
The music is loud and strong, surpassing the output of a typical electronics store like Radio Shack.


Black, I stick to bein ruff and rugged
Psycho Les identifies with a tough, raw image.


Anti-pop, I guess I'll stay broke (F**k it!)
Psycho Les prefers a non-commercial style of music, even if it means not making much money.


A crazy hispanic, Psycho Les panic
Psycho Les is proud of his Hispanic heritage and embraces a wild personality on stage.


Nah, not me, I just pull the automatic
Psycho Les clarifies that he's not actually violent, he just likes to use gun-related language in his rhymes.


Out the knapsack, and cold point it
He describes pulling a gun out of his backpack and using it aggressively.


Blast ya, and leave your punk-ass disjointed
Psycho Les threatens to shoot someone and leave them defeated.


Yo, I ain't goin out like a punk
He asserts his toughness and willingness to fight back.


Nothin but fat rhymes and beats for your trunk to pump
He promises to provide only high-quality, hard-hitting music for his fans to enjoy.


I make you wanna jump like Kris Kross
Psycho Les compares his energetic music to that of the young duo Kris Kross, who had a popular song called 'Jump.'


(Beatnuts gonna blow up!) Slow down on that Crazy Horse
He refers to the Beatnuts as a rising star in the music industry and advises the listener to calm down and enjoy the ride (instead of being too impulsive or reckless).


My hand's tied from the mic it holdes
Psycho Les can't stay and chat because he's busy holding and performing with his mic.


I'ma jet up the block before the record shop closes
He's in a hurry to leave and go to the record store before it closes.


V.I.C., droppin styles you ain't used to
The second verse introduces V.I.C., who is bringing an unfamiliar style to the song.


Nice with the lyrics, when I produce I get looser
V.I.C. is confident in his ability to deliver good lyrics and loosen up the mood of the song.


Beats I got plenty, they come a dime a dozen
He has a lot of beats and they're not hard to find or expensive.


I got more beats than Puertoricans got cousins
He has a lot of beats and uses a popular saying to emphasize the point.


Diggin every day, I'm the breakbeat doodle
V.I.C. is always looking for new music to sample and calls himself a doodle (playfully comparing himself to a cartoon character).


I got the funky shit, ask my main man Ju-Ju
V.I.C. has good music and his friend Ju-Ju can testify to it.


Jump in the trunk, we Audi on a mission
They're getting into a car trunk and going on a musical adventure.


(Guess where we're goin?) Philadelphia, beat-fishin
They're going to Philadelphia to look for great beats (like fishing for fish).


There's always one store niggas always get stuck on
V.I.C. knows that everyone gets obsessed with finding music at one particular store.


I know a lotta spots that are ain't puttin ya up on
He has insider knowledge of other great places to find music.


Find your own beats, you're a real snuffalafagus
He tells people to discover their own music and calls them a made-up word which refers to a large, extinct elephant-like creature.


Lazy muthaf**ka, you're always bummin off of us
He criticizes people who are too lazy to find their own music and instead rely on V.I.C. and Ju-Ju for good beats.


You know there's no one finer
V.I.C. is confident in his abilities and asserts that he's the best option for producing great music.


Diggin for shit from here to North Carolina
He searches for music all over, even in other states like North Carolina.


The name is V.I.C., it's time to dilly-dally
He introduces himself again and tells the listener it's time to take a break and relax (literally translated, dilly-dally means to waste time).


First I hit Texas, then I'm 'goin back to Cali'
He tells the listener where he'll be travelling to next for music production.


Ju-Ju, the true blue funk nigga
The third verse introduces Ju-Ju, who is a true master of funky music.


Ill with the grooves, it's the real beat-digger
Ju-Ju has great taste in music and can find real gems.


(Buyin old records is a habit) --> Diamond D
He references Diamond D's song 'Best Kept Secret' and acknowledges that buying old records is a common hobby among musicians/producers.


But if I can't afford to pay, I'll bag it
He'll still take a record even if he can't afford to pay for it.


You can laugh and joke, but you'll never see me smile
Ju-Ju is serious about his music and doesn't need to smile or joke around to be happy or successful.


Ruff and rugged, kickin the hardcore freestyle
He describes his tough, raw style of music and how he incorporates improvisation into his performances.


Flavor-filled funk, bust the way I word it
His music has a lot of flavor and he's proud of the way he puts words together in his rhymes.


Punks who pop junk, kid, tend to get murdered
He warns other musicians who try to oppose or compete with him that they might not survive the battle.


Not a violent kid, though
He clarifies that he doesn't really want to hurt anyone, he just wants to make great music.


Prefer to freak the flow, check it
He'd rather showcase his musical abilities and excel in his craft.


Loop a funky 45, and I'll wreck it
He can take an old vinyl record and make something new and amazing with it.


Face it, here's somethin to make you jump around
His music is lively and meant to make people dance and have fun.


(Jump around!) And 'get down, get down'
He encourages everyone to jump and get down (move their bodies) to his music.


Honeys always sock me tryin to get my attention
Women are attracted to him because of his music and try to get his attention.


Flexin, schemin on the carmel complexion
They specifically like his caramel skin color and try to get close to him because of it.


Ju-Ju, the beat man, under God's protection
He refers to himself as the master of music production and claims to have divine protection.


Beatnuts makin moves like a mob connection
The Beatnuts are making big strides in the music industry and are respected (similar to a mob's power and influence).


Yeah, yeah
The song ends with a simple, affirmative exclamation.


Gonna send this one out
The Beatnuts dedicate the song to some of their colleagues and friends.


To cool-ass Fash
They send love to someone whose nickname is Fash.


My man Daddy Rich
They send love to someone whose nickname is Daddy Rich.


Can't forget Lucien
They send love to someone named Lucien.


(Name)
They send love to someone whose name is not specified in the song.


Constipated Monkeys
They send love to a group called Constipated Monkeys.


(Name) in the house
They send love to someone whose name is not specified in the song.


My man Johhny
They send love to someone whose nickname is Johnny.


Word up
The song ends with a common slang expression of affirmation.




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Sean O'Rourke

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I have loved this album since it came out.

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