(Intro)

BOOM!

Hah, yeah

Turn my mic up a little bit

Here we come now, uh, uh, uh

Turn my mic up, yeah, hah

Here we go

You know when to bring them drums in, right?

He got it....

JuJu-

Check it out, with that sauerkrautt

Get the flava that's nasty, that's what I'm about

I said I'm top like a cherry, yo it gets no harder

Straight from the cemetery, with bass like Ron Carter

What's up cus, you forgot who I was

Slept on THE BEATNUTS, now you're shocked from the buzz

A crazy hispanic, no need to panic

Drop words over beats, clear, no static

Backflips, pullin' honies with the hips

After a show, you say yo he really

Ripped shit up, people all get up

Treat your girl like a puppet, stick my fingers in up

But, naw, I'm joking, Buddha smokin',

Never chicken chokin', just donkey strokin'

(DDDDRRRROPPPPPPPP!)

And, bring me back in

So I can do my thing, with a Beatnuts ring

I go yeah, it's like that and uh

I fucked aaah, and I'm plus fat and uh

Then lit up a blunt, crack the 40 and

What, you try to play me out like an accordion

I'm here to drop bombs and snap on your moms

And call the bitch a dirty custodian

It's like that y'all, it's like that y'all

Beatnuts comin' out fat y'all

Chorus-

You know that

Rappening is what's happening, keep your pockets flappening, hands

clappening

Rappening is what's happening, keep your pockets flappening, hands

clappening

Rappening is what's happening, keep your pockets flappening, hands

clappening

Rappening is what's happening, keep your pockets flappening.