The Beatnuts Ya Don't Stop Lyrics

You don't stop, you keep on(X3)

Fashion-
Hey it's the junkyard n____, kid, you know what I'm about
Puffin' on a fat one, guzzlin' a Guinness Stout
Bonin' b____ES on a regular, word up, my game is lethal
That's my word, I'm tellin ya
Livin' foul like a m_________a, that's the way it's been
Ever since I was a shorty, sucker
So don't even try to flex, I'll put a round in your chest
And leave you in a f___in' mess
n____s know my style they be playin', if I have to catch a body
I will, know what I'm sayin'?
n____s from Corona don't be havin' it, you put your face in my grill
I'll be stabbin' it
You f___ around and catch a bad one, I'll kill you like a 6pack
And put you in a bag, son
And I still ain't frontin', fully loaded keg shells
Ready to go huntin'

You don't stop, you keep on(X2)
Many MC's that defeated me, please wave your arm
You don't stop, you keep on(X2)
Many MC's that defeated me, please wave your arm

Psycho Les-
I come equipped with s___ that's f___en wicked, d___
n_____s cant f___ with the program
I take a stand and look down the clip
I take a swig and then spark up the spliff(boom)
n____s know the time with The Beatnuts funk
John Wayne got smoked when I popped the trunk, punk
I told you once and I won't tell you twice, I smoke the blunts
And we won't pay the price
For p____ or any f___in' mass , plus I'm raw dogstyle
In your girls a__, ho, OOH! I think I just came
Stud's break didn't work, I guess it's all in your brain
s___ smells like demon spirit, herb that funk like this
Punk, you can't come near it, so fear it
Or you'll go out like the priest
Don't you know that I'm the wicked n____ from the East,Coast

You don't stop, you keep on(X2)
Many MC's have disappeared, please wave your arm
(A third of the trio in the house)
You don't stop, you keep on(X2)
Many MC's have disappeared, please wave your arm

Fashion-
Ooh child, m_________as bound with the licks
Oh s___', I'm hittin' n____s sick with my tricks
So throw up styles that blow up whiles I go
On with the flow, better act like you know, hey
But I won't take no prisoners, got s___ for his-n'-hers
f___s up you all, when the nuts have a ball
Cause we don't play, blast brains with the smoker
Get f___ed up when we toke with the joker
And, never let me see you cryin' heads start to fly
And it's time for their dyin'
And I'ma get real deep, fall into a sleep
Knock a freak in my sheets, man, f___ countin' sheep
And come on, step on up and meet my Tek
Either fill you full of wholes, or ring your f___in' neck
'Cause I'ma let off and bust a shot in your eye
Make way m_________s, it's the real superfly!

Yeah, yeah, yo,yo,yo, HO
Where the f___ is my liquor?
<WHO THE f___ YOU CALLIN' A HO?>
YOU, b____!