Beat Down lyrics

[Intro: Lord Infamous]
Aah Lord Infamous the motherf*cking Scarecrow
In the hizzouse, ya b*tch
And you punk ass motherf*ckers finna get beat the f*ck down

[Hook: KRS-One, (Kingpin Skinny Pimp), (MC Ren), (Gylan Kain)]
Broken down to his very last compound!
(Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing)
(Right, left, right, left ya toothless!)
(Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing)
B-B-B-Broken down to his very last compound!
(Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing)
When some clown, jumps up to get beat down!
(Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing)
(Like we always do about this time...)
Ha, ha, ha!

[Verse 1: Lord Infamous]
I got some brass knuckles for the b*tch who try to f*ck with me
Got a steel toe for the n*gga who try to duck me
Walls stained with brains from the b*tch that owe me
Say she got some static, slip and get that tag on the toe see
Ain't the type of motherf*cker that get real filled with that anna
I'm the type of motherf*cker that'll fill you full of that ammo
These suckers be claimin they servin, they sprayin, them b*tches I blow out they candle
I handle the sh*t like that, Scarecrow ain't for no ho games
For the ones that didn't know, Scarecrow brain kinda strange
Aim my pistol strike you dead on the nostril
b*tch don't test the Scarecrow cuz the Scarecrow kinda hostile
Sock yo ass with a buckshot in yo wind pipe
What the f*ck is a fair fight, Scarecrow tryin to take yo life
Stomp you in yo face til there's no light and no sound
Look at you now, just another punk beat down
[Hook: KRS-One, (Kingpin Skinny Pimp), (MC Ren), (Gylan Kain)]
(Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing)
(Right, left, right, left ya toothless!)
Broken down to his very last compound!
(Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing)
Broken down to his very last compound!
(Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing)
Broken down to his very last compound!
(Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing)
When some clown, jumps up to get beat down!
(Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing)
(Like we always do about this time...)
Ha, ha, ha!

[Verse 2: DJ Paul]
I'm aiming for your face, so that's where the bullets will go
n*ggas be talkin that sh*t on these tapes
But they don't do it in the streets
So I hang with my rap crew, named the Serial Killaz
And do, all my dirt with the Backyard my real n'izz'iggas
Cuz when somethin goes down the whole crew gotta clown
Shoot one you gotta shoot 'em all
And still you gotta leave town
Cuz the Killaz don't play, in the nina tre
Listen to the words I say
Bring it on n*gga bring it on n*gga this way
And watch that sh*t you be talkin on beat put to an entry
Bring yourself, your family, and your groupie friends that be
Talkin on yo tape and sayin you got some anamosity
But you can't tell cuz in the streets you never say nothin to me
We thicker than concrete that's why we be runnin clowns
Different hoods come together that'll beat all of you down
And Backyard n*ggas love to clown on tricks like you
That's why you get beat down
[Hook: KRS-One, (Kingpin Skinny Pimp), (MC Ren), (Gylan Kain)]
(Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing)
(Right, left, right, left ya toothless!)
(Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing)
Broken down to his very last compound!
(Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing)
When some clown, jumps up to get beat down!
(Like we always do...this time...)
(Like we always do about this time!)
Ha, ha, ha!

[Verse 3: Lord Infamous]
Cruisin' through the Downtown blocks, Red Bull in my lap
Paul staring, I'm loading the gats
I'm ready to spit some f*ckin cap, now
I heard them b*tch ass n*ggas been talkin all that sh*t again
f*ck all that mixtape dissin', fina put them bustas to their end
They don't know Scarecrow is on the real-zeal
Paul lets hit them faggot motherf*ckers up Im ready
Lets stop at the store, let me get some beer and papers
Lets get tore up on this crop before we give these n*ggas the favor
I pass the brew to the back, then Napoleon grabs it
Him and Lil Buck in the back, they loadin automatics
Thinkin about they summer mix, gettin p*ssed off what they said
Damn now I really wanna cut them b*tches heads
They dead, I see them b*tches y'all, yo lets get 'em Paul
Pull down your mask and make sure you get 'em all
This ain't no bullsh*t, take you motherf*ckers down
Duck ya head, watch yo back b*tch, or ka-pow
[Outro: KRS-One, (Kingpin Skinny Pimp), (MC Ren), (Dr Dre)]
(Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing)
(Right, left, right, left ya toothless!)
(Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing)
Broken down to his very last comp-
(Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing)
When some clown, jumps up to get beat down!
(Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing)

(Listen up, n*gga, you know Lucifer?
Nah!
Well, you about to meet him, motherf*cker)

Broken down to his very last compound
Broken down to his very last compound
Broken down to his very last compound
Broken down to his very last compound
Broken down to his very last compound
Broken down to his very last compound
Broken down to his very last compound
Broken down to his very last compound
Broken down to his very last compound
See how it sounds, a little unrational
Broken down to his very last compound
See how it sounds, a little unrational
Broken down to his very last compound
Broken down to his very last compound
See how it sounds, a little unrational
Broken down to his very last compound
See how it sounds, a little unrational
B-B-B-Broken down to his very last compou...