Now, let me ask you this off the record. 
Is it true what they say about how they smoke a lot of, why'know

Yeah, yeah 
Everybody get up, Beatnuts 
World's Famous, no doubt! 
Straight out the laboratory 
Fuck, what? 
What? 

Your mother sucks cocks, and your father 

I beat too savagely, it doesn't even matter to me 
I hold this down like gravity, reality 
Is unloaded, the foul mouthed brain exploded 
The gun-totin', the Charles Manson pres votin' 
The bitch chokin', the hydro cheeba smokin' 
Leave ya witcha nose broken, the ill spoken 
Killer, fuck your little girl like Magilla 
The wild Gorilla, gun down Barney Miller 
Ah! 

Yo, fuck these niggaz yo, they violent, they violent 
Yo, yo, what the fuck you doin yo? Punk? 
Can't shoot a cop son! 

You must be stone crazy  
You must be stone crazy  
You must be stone crazy  
You must be stone crazy  

Here's my ultimatum, niggaz don't have my shit laced 
No question, little did you know, you came here for confession 
Cross-examination, my organization stack figures 
And when you fuck up we chop heads, no fingers 
Fuckin' around, with those Beatnut niggaz 
Now you missin' body dumped in different rivers 
Full-fledged rapper with the Stone Crazy singer 
I'm comin' at you with the ice pick yellin' Bre vega 
Because I perceive you a sneaky, analyzer 
Touch the equalizer, get shot by the tranquilizer 
Who shot ya? 
Who? The bilingual Mandingo, roll trees 
But prefer leaves, don't give a fuck about drug beefs 
Peep the headlines, stay high 
Twenty-four seven, lali out with the red eyes 

You must be stone crazy  
You must be stone crazy  
You must be stone crazy  
You must be stone crazy  

Intoxicated, intoxicated, intoxicated 
Fuck you was thinkin' nigga? Fuck you was on? 

Round and around and around and around 
And around and around and around we go 
Yo, Beatnuts, world's famous 
Round and around and around and around 
And around and around and around we go 
Yo, drinkin' a glass of Prozac so get the Bozack