(How you going to enjoy good music without good marihuana, huh brother?

- Eh, say what?

How you going to enjoy good music without good marihuana?!)



No doubt



The World F...



3CF Mob kid



[JuJu]

It's the crook with the shit, look on your turntable

Amped like a fuse to burn down your whole label

Now niggas wanna do me in but aren't able

Stressin themselves out while I remain stable

Freak flows let opponents know

That I combat with gats to delete my foes

Gots to get money kid you know how it goes

And I'm still livin foul, even stickin up hoes



[Psycho Les]

Beatnuts comin at you with that filthy skunk

Ain't another brother kickin fat beats with spunk

Duck tried to test me, who could the best be? 

Psycho make you Dizzy Gillespie

Spin that ass like a DJ table

Forth and back, spark a Phil', then mack, black

Whether [?] or [?] it's all good

I know you wish you could



[Fashion AKA Al Tariq]

Get funky one time for your mind, oh yeah

Throw your hands in the air like you just don't care

Wave em round and round, to the front and back

World Famous in the house, catch a heart attack



[Psycho Les]

Catch a heart attack, muthafucka, push the button

Cause you've fallen and you can't get up all of a sudden

You're stuck on the floor, hip-hop crazy raw

While you niggas be singin that bullshit (bullshit)



[Fashion AKA Al Tariq]

You got the blues, the Kool is your saviour

Down to daze ya, but the Nuts wanna blaze ya

Raise ya, give you junk that juice that was major

(Funky)

(And ya don't stop)

Come on

Comin' from the soul, the heart is the funk spot

Diggin' through shit that I found out in the park lot

Talk not, bustin' crazy shots at the dome, squeeze

Ju come down, spray these niggas with that funk, please



[JuJu]

Somebody said you was looking for static G

Those who try to play me close could die tragically

I got a merciless flow that's infatically

Fatal, it attacks the brain automatically

Unleasing lyrical wrath to leave you open

Crews that choose to bite might find yourself soakin

Dirty and low, yo fuck what the pope says

I'm tryin' to get money like Felipe Lopez



(Get funky)



[Fashion AKA Al Tariq]

So what's that fat shit you be freakin to?

Hey yo, who the fuck you think that we be speakin to?

Keepin you open like a suitcase

Now you taste the Psycho fuckin bass in your face



[Psycho Les]

With a 1-2-3, the 3, the 2-1

Only type [?] preacher could eat his nun

Hun, sit on the wood as the drum

Trips, causin turbulence on your dumb

Tits, act like you recognize daddy

Run papi chu, get what you never had, he

Roll a fattie, backseat of a Caddy

Cause it's all good

I know you wish you could 



(Get funky)



[Fashion AKA Al Tariq]

Brothers and sisters, check the Nuts status

Kool not the baddest but at time rhyme the fattest

Maddest anger on the remix

Re-fix kicks, got your number one picks

Chicks want the licks cause of the facial

You're interracial, no matter, I'ma date yo

Hit your fuckin neck with that shit we drop

Beatnuts turn it out and you don't, don't stop

Like that



[JuJu]

Like that, tha-tha-tha-that

Fuck go off the top, let's go off the bat

The Junkyard nigga represent if you want me

Scream one time, a-get funky



(Get funky)