Sway

Sway - Juice Part 2 songtekst

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(feat. Juice)



[Juice]

Yo it's really kinda funny MC Juice is my name

I'm fin to kick some stuff about the phony rappers in the game

I'm at the U.I.C. Pavillion wearing MC Juice medallions

Brazilian or Sicilian rip apart they whole battalion

These playalistic rappers fall prey to Juice the infamous

Versace wearing niggas always trying to be some pimps in this biz

And record labels sign the most unpresentable

Clicks that go platinum for grabbin' on they genital

And every single day why brothers die up in my mix

All they ever rap about is Alize and fucking

And I guess it really knows on the mic how I do it

Everybody know I got the microphone in the fluid

Brothers know on the mic I got the timin'

You really think you're rhymin', 'cause Billboard charts say ya' climbin'

I ain't saying no names, but why you biting his style?

Had these niggas laying in the casket with ya' Cristal

And all the record buyers y'all be making music choices

So why you be believing all these playalistic voices

It's all the same the Big Willy wack the unoriginal

Got the whole world like believing y'all some criminals

Before them record deals they was broke and you can check it

'Cause true players don't be having no time for making records or no videos

They to busy hustling in the zone

and if you got so much loot, put out yo' records on yo' own

And all this East vs. West rap mess need to stop

Acting like some little shorties ain't nobody getting props

'Cause if you was, they wouldn't have to diss no other state no other crew 

no other click to put some food up on ya' plate

I be like point blank this whole freakin' industry is wack

But this brother from the Go gon' bring that lyricism back

And a lot of y'all may not like the way I'm gettin' loose

So whoever wanna battle bring that mess to the Juice

'Cause I rock the microphone and everybody know I battle right

Watch me fly the mic and rip this mother via satellite

Ain't no pimpin' me I freestyle and show no impathy

Marley shoulda been the fifth nigga on the symphony

Couldn't say the N word but I'ma have to spark it

MC Juice is dope Monopoly let's free park it

I'll go around the board on the mic I'm just advancin'

In the game of Monopoly they don't got a chance in

I es MC's who wanna be hard, rappers need a rap get out of jail free card

And then when they done they be layin' in the middle

I cook em' like a griddle, the Penguin and the Riddle

I don't need to cuss get beheaded Nabisco 'cause brothers get shredded

My Alzheimer's style you can't forget it

But if ya' try then I'ma have to get fly and show ya' brothers who be

asking why I'm the number one guy

So I could pass it to the right or to the left of me

Cut off they ankles just in case they wanna step to me

MC Juice ain't open to rebuttle who muttle

Rappers fly up in the air but get blown up like the shuttle

'Cause I mack right, attract light like photosynthesis

Rappers is wack as hell and I'ma put it in parenthesis

No pause or comma, 'cause I'ma keep you fearin' this

You gotta question mark I'm the nigga here period
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