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.... 
 
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 
 
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.... 

Yo, I be THE MACK 
Strapped to a chair, so I can' t react 
When I close my eyes I don't see black 
I'm off to a desert where I'm free jack 
Mentally asleep 

Listen to this(Group shout) 
 
I freakin' hard with your moms & your sister 
I hit her hard from the back, then I dissed her 
Foul and rude, that's my style 
I hate to smile, I like to drink 
Bust shots and act wild(Boom, boom, boom, boom...) 
Now's my time, I'm gettin' paid 
Drive around in a nice car, gettin' laid 
Havin' mad fun, cause you know it don't matter 
It may sound bugged, but I'd like to live fatter 
Feel the vibe, check the flava 
You caught in a trance, now nothin' can save ya 
You lose your mind, then you lose your soul 
If it get's wild, then you lose control 
Yeah you can run, but you can't go far 
Everywhere you look, right there's where you are 
You hoped and dreamed to be a big rap star 
You dreamed your drivin' and you crashin' a car 
 
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, hands 
clappening 

I swing up on the scene like ming 
Smoke out and hittin' skins, just my type of thing 
Drain out your brains with the fuckin' double barrel 
Cool makin' moves with hips like a sparrow 
Electrify tricks with my hi-volt dick 
Still be rolling thick on that beef type shit 
My moves they do the switch like Jim Hendrix 
Bass lines they got you hooked now you want to fix 
Check it, licked 'em in Bombay, laid 'em in Bermuda 
Fucken thought you knew the time to pay the buddha 
Sparked by desire, you know what I mean 
Forever will I puff, but I hate to fiend 
Pull the chocolate thai stick get off the brick 
Makin' crazy moves with this Beatnuts click 
Junkyard, Psycho and cool-ass Fash 
We combine & intertwine for the hits and cash 
Shucks I got the nuts fingerfucks like a mani- 
Ac i got the knack with a track like a slaney, black 
So beat this chy'all 
Beat this y'all 
Beatnuts with the funky hits, y'all 
You know that 

Rappening, keep your pockets flappening 
Rappening, keep your pockets flappening 

Hands clappening, keep your pockets flappening.....