[JuJu]
 East to West, even if you wearin a vest
 They gon' find you with a crowbar dug in your chest
 Look at the best, still only second or less
 And even he said he don't want it with me, figure the rest
 Bigger distress, whole crew avoidin the rest
 You know the name of my click, nigga it start wit a tres
 dog that'll reload and bark with the best
 Dark with a cold heart spittin darts through your flesh

 [Psycho Les]
 You know the street code, stash the kilo
 Jump on a speedboat, blowin weed smoke
 Countin G notes, I made off the Chino's
 But this one Chino wanna play Pacino
 So he standin in front of me lookin stupid like a moron
 Crept up on him (CREW) caught him with the forearm
 Called up Big Ju, M.A. nigga, the war's on
 (Fuckin with this bitch dog, let me put my drawers on)

 Chorus: Beatnuts (repeat 2X)

 Got my eyes on cheddar, as I strive to live live and better
 Cause all the shine will be mine forever
 So it's now or never, we get down whatever
 Four-pounds and leather, Beatnuts'll let off rounds forever

 [JuJu]
 Bite your face off, pull your heart out, flood it with steak sauce
 Chop you up, til there's no limbs for me to break off
 Kick your stupid ass it's just tragic nigga and take off
 Go kill everybody at work and take the day off

 [Psycho Les]
 And pay you a visit
 And knock your door down, strongman with the four-pound
 Put the joint in your mouth and push your jaw down
 (Oh) You ready for war now, lacin your hightops?
 Doma, one in the head, now who's the cyclops?

 [JuJu]
 No peace, niggaz want beef, you know we love it
 Champagne under the arm, gun in the bucket
 Never seen it comin like that, you had a chance Pah
 Now you like, "Oh shit!"  Blood's on the Dancefloor

 [Psycho Les]
 Corona Queens, where half of my crew be at
 You didn't expect this booby trap cause I'm such a groovy cat
 If you my dog then I got you with a Scooby Snack
 If you a ?, fakin a movie jack?

 [JuJu]
 I let the mac off, finish the act with the hats on
 The plan is you vanish, like you standin on a trapdoor
 I'm back for what is rightfully mine
 I spitefully rhyme, every word a trifle design

 Chorus

 [JuJu]
 Yo it's the livest nigga you ever heard, that's my word
 like a demon spittin Hell at thirty-three and a third
 You wanna do it with Ju, you gotta find me
 And if you do FAGGOT, better sneak up behind me
 See that's the only way that you gon' get me
 And if you wet me I'ma turn around and laugh so you never forget me
 To my double-gat niggaz who talk shit and bubble crack
 This year, y'all niggaz gon' hear me on a couple tracks

 [Psycho Les]
 Spittin like a thirty-eight caliber
 Any challenger? One stands up, get handcuffed, to the banister
 Beat down your manager, now leave with my dough
 You can't be mad at the, hustler from the Queens borough
 It's Big Psych', we can go at it, like a pit fit
 Everything I spit tight, go out after midnight
 Like a vampire, call me your messiah
 "To burn my kingdom, you must use fire"

 What, who the best nigga?
 Beatnuts