No escaping this

Oh, oh, oh! 2 G′s mother, uh!

The Beatnuts y'all, uh!Uh, oh! Juju, Psycho Les, uh, oh!

Turn it out oh, oh my god oh!

Oh-oh, it′s the hardcore b-boy shit!

Hard to the core motherfucker, no keyboard shit!

Aiyyo the Nuts landed, so pack it up

Pass the mic to big Psych, the manufacturer

The architect, bringing you the art of wreck

You used to hate my click, now you want a part of it

We coming with more hits that funk like Parliament

Comparing me to another's going to lead to an argument

The heat we fry you with, straight from the armory

Guerilla army, we kill tracks in harmony

My Nut orchestra blowing fuses

Your amp can't hold this music, it′s booming

I′m in my truck cruising, 97 tuned in

The latest news is the Nuts new album is ruling

Y'all vs the Nuts, you have a big chance of losing

(There′s no escaping this) or confronting the union

So stop fooling yourself, and feel these Nuts

'Cause (no one′s ready to deal with us) what?

(No escaping this)

(No escaping this) (world wide)

(No escaping this)

No one's ready to deal with us

Don′t be humble, it's better to pull

Belive you eligible, get left like a vegetable

Man it's crazy and there′s no escape

It′s turned into a police state

The average cat don't even know his fate

Walking ′round like he hurting something

And there's nothing that he got to say that′s even worth discussing

Listen to me, it's better to be

Lying dead with honor, soldier, than to never be free

Young niggas out here losing they dads

In the battle of the son of the fags

Every other country burning the flag

Don′t let history repeat itself

That's how the devil plan to keep his wealth and feed himself

I'm the New York power hitter

Hit the devil in the fucking shitter

Take his manhood and all his glitter

Got guns ready to bust

No one′s ready to deal with us

(No escaping this)

(No escaping this)

(No escaping this)

(No escaping this)

(No escaping this)

(No escaping this)

(No escaping this)

No one′s ready to deal with us

Can't get away, there′s no escaping this!

Surrender now, come out with your hands in the air

Oh, no! turn it out oh!

Oh my God oh! turn it out oh!

Oh my God oh! turn it out oh!

Oh my God oh! turn it out oh!

Oh my God oh! turn it out oh!

Juju, rockin' on rockin′ on

Psycho Les, rockin' on, rockin′ on

Psycho Les, rockin' on, rockin' on

Psycho Les, rockin′ on, rockin′ on

Psycho Les, rockin' on, rockin′ on

Corona in the house (throw your hands up!)

Corona in the house (throw your hands up!)

Corona in the house (throw your hands up!)

Corona in the house (throw your hands up!)

Corona in the house (throw your hands up!)

Ay yo, it's your late night voice

We gonna pay some bills but we′ll be right back to you with some new stuff

Tonight at Club Pinky's

Performing their new smash hit Te Rompo El Culo

It′s the Beatnuts, yes the Beatnuts

First five hundred chicks get in free

Niggas 40 dollars before twelve, 10 dollars after

Club Pinky's, located at 248 East 34th street, Manhattan

Doors open at 6 PM, free chicken juice from 10 to 10:10 PM

No point in Harvard shoes, tie-dye smokes or shirts or tucked in sweaters

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