Testo Peace Akki

In the name of Allah.. Al' Tariq..(?) abdullah.. God Connect y'all..[Al' Tariq]What? Uhh, this how you do (this how you do)This how you do it (this how you do it nigga)This how you do it, uhh, uhhLike Mike Jordan on this one (like this, it be fat)Like Mike Jordan on this one (comin at'cha, we comin at'cha)Like Mike Jordan on this oneLike Mike J, nigga take it away[Psycho Les]Straight out the ruggedest streetswe bless you with the ruggedest beatsTo bang speakers through the metro got you petrolOnce my tec blow, hollows at yo' project-oYour heartbeat, go from (?) garden, to techno musicEspecially the old loud musicChop it and make hits and bounceItto ghetto way Buick with a forty ounce, between the lapsMakin cream off raps, we display, con dis way[Al' Tariq]I bust these chickens like they clips, live fat as Jimmy WalkerThe stalker, speak this new talker native New YorkerStraight out the Q-Boro, my shit thoroughLike ki's of uncut, raw nut up in yo' gutSay what, say what, say WHAT? My blue steel lethalplus my peoples, rollin two deep, there ain't no equalAin't no sequel to this horrifyin, stars are dyinI peeped you in that show nigga so stop your lyin[Chorus]You're frontin (you ain't sayin nuttin)"Yo we steady hittin home runs kid while you be buntin"WHO WE? THE BEATNUTS, puffin lah lah, got this game on lockCompetition HA HAH.. ("ha ha, ha ha, ha ha..")World Famous on that ass.. WHO WE? BEATNUTSPuffin lah lah, got this game on lockCompetition, look, look[Al' Tariq]I'm cold blooded as a, matter, of fact we shackinwith the slack, and pumpin them kids that live in StatenCombatin, these individ's, that burn they bridgesCome on our street, and we greet you with the feet nigga[Psycho Les]All these wannabe drug dealer rappers, come onwho steps in my zone and get clapped like a pawnRun up, and run you, off the avenueOnce you crash I'ma tackle you.. (what?)Empty out your pock's, out to get my fat knotslike a gas attendant, makin, presidentes(Presidentes.. dead presidentes.. presidentes..)[Al' Tariq]Aiyyo reality's really the individual's mentalitySome seek eternal life, while others seek fatalityIt's sad to see young niggaz born to die tragicallyNew York got a nigga fucked up, and livin savagelyI'd rather be buildin cause ignorance is like drilled inNiggaz'll feed they ego but they won't feed they childrenBut still then, you see 'em in the clubMoet'n and forgettin it, actin like Allah ain't sweatin it[Chorus][Al' Tariq]Look, look - was the above par, at the Shark Bar, like an all-starAnd laughin, cause all of these chicks thinkin I'm FashionThey out of focus, smokin jokersWon't see the raw 'til the deal lest I peel out with the steelCause - {*singing*} - I see the sucker MC falland the beauty of it all, when the 'Nuts come shinin through.. yeahYo peep the presentation, we dealin with innovationJunkyard shit stay up in heavy rotationIntimidation, seem to be yo' key factorI'm pushin all that shit back PUNK, like a tractor{*ad libbing as the song fades*}