Intro:  Where we at where we at? (superbad)    Psycho Les:  Hold shit Jack got the house jam packed  World famous Beatnuts makin' moves that's alike  Black 24 track EQ the fuckin' bump   You stare too long and your ass will get jumped  Chump smack you with my elbow  Watch the el flow takin' crews down to hell hole  Mak the dead become active, 40 ounce  so I could pronounce every as it is  Right pass the light so I can spark it  But you wanna puff? Bring on the chocolate bag  Your tail wag where the lighto  I bust at your ass trying to shoplife my item (superbad)  Shame on you fuckin' boo, but I don't sweat it I deep my cool  Pump yous a straight maraclia   "With the diabolical sounds coming through your speaker"    Talking:  Ha yeah that shit sound right word up yo Fash run that shit!    Fashion aka Al Tariq:  My name is Fashion you want to cut it short take the cool ass blast  And to the back and make it cool ass Fash cause I be blastin'  Wettin' niggas up and shit  That pussy good so I'm a be all up in it, fuckin' it  I dive in sluts on the reg  Got one for your head punk even if your lead cause I'm cool  And you can be cool if you tried   Just hate it when them dumb motherfuckers act fly  Well I went down pulled nut my fuckin' jamma  But shit started gettin' thick so I had to cock the hammer  Like Boow! There you go on the floor  Now you can't fuck around with these nuts no more  See niggas fakin' just hangin' with the funk  But in old eyed junk can always swant with the funk  Check it, trunks get popped in the nick of time  SO you suckers back off cause you can't fuck with mine    Hook:  "Yo we the Nuts that make you sream nuts"  "With the diabolical sound comin' through your speaker"  "When you need the funk in your trunk bump the Nuts"  "With the diabolical sound comin' through your speaker"    JuJu:  Yo I"m comin' out my face like a mad scar  I'm all about the money the bitches and drive around in a bad car  Cause I ain't takin' no shorts I play for keeps  I stay strapped cause I ain't got no time to roll deep  Roughed and raw kid my heart pumps acid  Through my veins watch your brains get blasted, What?  I came to freak the funk on the real tip  The junkyard niggas like still I don't feel shit  And all the hoes out here just be frontin'  So I proceed to hold my own and maintain  And get mines those that try to front can catch pain  You know my style so prepare for the slaughter  Your shit is underground my shit is underwater  Cause I was crazy yo even before I started rappin'  And I'm a pull your card if you think it can't happen