Lyrics:

[Intro]:
We got that funk on lock 'Ya, ya better, ask somebody'

[Hook]:
HARDCORE, coming with the beats and rhymes
GOT YOU HUMMIN', now you wanna press rewind
BEATNUTS COMBINE, going line for line
Ay yo, Juju 'Hit me with that shit one time'

[Verse One: JuJu]
It's the hardcore funk, come get your fill
From the pistol packin' punk, raisin' hell with the thug grill
Nobody cares what I think, so I drink
Causin' mad trouble, pullin' guns in an eye blink
From the depths of hell, I make it known son
My mind frame makes MCs swallow their own tongue
I dismantle competition, it's a sick shame
When I lose my composition and inflict pain
Doin' what I gotta do to obtain cash
Accountable for more dead bodies than a plane crash
I make it clear that I'mma never be forgotten
And you couldn't find another MC that's more rotten
It's the junkyard nigga, get your shit straight
Peace to all my niggas in Queens pushin' big weight
Rick Jan always taking care of buisness
A shout to Corona and I'm out with the quickness

[Hook]
...Ay yo Fash 'Hit me with that shit one time'

[Verse Two: Fashion aka Al Tariq]
I got so much of this, and ah so much of that
And so much just fucking cool in my act
That niggas be stressing me trying to mock the steelo
Me though, born just one smooth negro
I got it like that, I make a bitch wanna dress up
Watch me slide in, and see your fuckin' hoes press up on me
Box like an army, it's crazy, they swarm me
But me just from my ballin' baby
I see like my section and ah, wanna perfect and ah
And slide my shit up in her motherfuckin' rectum bro
Erupt let off nuts just like a cannon
I'm standin' in the same damn spot I fucked Shannon in
Laid that ass hoes a wanta break want a drink
Did that 6-9 shit, I'm suckin' clits, she's suckin' dick
But stickin' back and lay way back don't try to fester
Who posess more chicks than fuckin' P.M.S

[Hook]
....Ay yo chocha
[Hook again]
A-yo Psycho 'Hit me with that shit one time'

[Verse Three: Psycho Les]
Splash, wet that ass like a jacuzzi
Niggas all say 'Who's he, the nigga with the uzi?'
The hardrockin' up the blockin', state of mind
Just finished puffin', about to sniff my second line of coke
Frequencies float like a fag
See blunts and six packs
Enjoy the fuckin' tracks
Blastin' for your listenin' pleasure
It's got a two-bar loop, with the funky measures
I can rock it even if it ain't for the pocket
You need to wake up bro, and smell the fuckin' chocolate
Hocus pocus, you can try to focus
But you won't see me, I see you like fuckin' Oprah's
Fat ass, up on a fat-ass screen
Slice your Adams apple, kiwi strawberry Snapple

[Hook]