The Beatnuts - The Nod Factor lyrics

[Verse 1] I know you're tired of bouncing so check this here We got the neck-breaking, club-shaking beat for this year Yeah so peep the steelo and the flow I got your head nodding cause your neck already knows So pa** the mic and watch Sk**z rip fast And have n***as up in parties catching whiplash Slash the wack who trying to bite my style Take your a** to the old school and part your f**ing eyebrows I'm coming through duke, it's 'bout to get set So act like Wu, protect that neck Eject? Wrong, I'm still tending to the song I be blowing up spots like I was sending out mail bombs Stay calm and keep nodding see I'm like a black president (why?) cause n***as ain't seeing me Has beens ripped off like bad skin so face it After this joint we pa**ing out some neck braces [Hook] I got your head nodding cause your neck knows it's phat Check it out like this and then like that (Repeat x4) [Verse 2] My tracks pack energy like nuclear reactors I be Mad Sk**z and this be the nod factor Actor MCs smoke me take a toke I'll f** your career like the cast on Diff'rent Strokes No jokes, I see hairlines and start aiming rhymes My sh**'ll have hard n***as in Soul Train lines Bumping with the big black broad named Belinda Oh you rap? Don't say jack and walk quiet like a ninja I injure beats so you should expect To go to Cairo so I can practice checking that neck You got set, and guess what, I'm the one that set it You'll regret it cause my beats be employing paramedics I wet it, yeah and it'll stay that way I know you'll be back, you probably got some rhymes on lay away But I be here freaking fat funk to make you sweat Do me a favor and tell your neck that I ain't finished yet [Hook] [Verse 3] I perfect raps to get under your skin If you ain't nodding by now, either you dead or a mannequin My friend, resisting ain't good for your health Put your 'tude on the shelf and just go for self Get help, get a drink and get a hottie Get your groove on before he get his Glock and gat up the party like Gotti I'm running things from the inside Rap better wait because your style done died Electric Company, Spiderman emcees saying nothing Put your clothes on backwards if you feel like fronting I'm hunting for beats, on point like cleets With a brand new sound you can pump in the streets It be the Nod Factor, rolling hard like Tecs I'm Sk**z for real bringing it to you something stank This track will be in your ear like new wax Now max and tell your neck veins to relax [Hook]