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the beatnuts - hammer time lyrics

(beatnuts talking)
what, plow plow, (ugly-he) ugly-he
yo beatnuts ya’ll, how it go for a new era (fire) fire
k!lla, know what i’m saying (armory)
junkyard, shine terykio p.r. ahh

[juju]
tired of being one of the half knots
running around half-c-cked
looking for trouble
find double
n-ggas come near my car so they shuffle
believe me when the beef’s with me the d’s huddle
coming all out of the wood
but that sh-t don’t rattle the hood
corona teach a n-gga how to look good
tell u n-ggas won’t last too long
cuz the moon look bl–dy and the gat’s too strong

[marly metal]
better gates r.o. style
black escalades
f-cking with gats they gonna find you in the everglades
me and looser
smoked about a pound of buddah
(gunshots) that’s what i’mma do to ya
hard-hitting, leave you with your sh-t splittin’
half you n-ggas out now is just be sh-t spittin’
top-notch
left hand holding my crotch
the other one on the gl!ckitty-glock

[psycho les]
heyyo psycho’s the name
let me remind you
you a snake in my gr-ss don’t make me come find you
my whole cl!ck starving like a jail cafeteria
while you on the block sucking c-ck up in siberia
crack a cold one
blaze a hot one
turn the mic up let me drop one
when i release this, u better go cop one
if i hear my dogs barking i reach for the shotgun
we stand tall like the twin towers
and we pssss… p-ss on u cowards

[hook]
(scream and gun cl!ck) hammer time!!
(scream and gun cl!ck) hammer time!!(2x)

[moonshine]
i hate n-ggas that claim thug and won’t be it
i’m tired of n-ggas yelling cops when they don’t see it
they shouldn’t be here
you won’t see me when the smoke clear
3 blunts, 2 shorties, and a cold beer
big moon
but i smoke too soon
spitting heat
rhyme to the dirtiest beats
love the streets that’s the life and i like to live it
i got a right to get it, i’mma shine in the turn??

[problemz]
soon as i touch down
hit the deck splattering ya’ll
blast ya’ll imitators
know i’m badder than ya’ll
baddest than all ya’ll, fall
deader than the presidents
and shoot down new york
like that nig ???
milly cats
so sit on them cats
four five we feeling ya caps
inferior scr-ps
sh-t, i’ll f-cking blast you to nantucket
chick you gotta love it
now grab the d-ck, suck it

[al tariq]
kevin k!llaz be that n-gga straight murdering tracks
herbing them cats
that can’t flow on beats for sh-t looking at raps
hurting they raps with powerful paragraphs of punishment
believe me when i tell you, u don’t want none of this
front on this and get your snot-box rocked like charles dutton
that’s the p.r.o line u though i wasn’t still f-cking
predict with this hypnotism
got ya’ll n-ggas under a spell
heat tucked under my belt
front and it’s felt
straight up and down with no preservatives
act like you heard of this
i’m from bk where they murder kids
for little to nothing hammer time
n-ggas start ducking
chickens start clucking
in the club when the gat start bucking

[hook]

(beatnuts talking)
hammer time ya’ll
feel this come on
iraq n-gga sh-t you heard
come on…

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