I Rap Like — текст песни (Juice)

Juice, yea, Conglomerate
I Rap Like, ah, CHI, Wattup, LA, wattup

[Verse 1]
Juice, stacking his dough like John Prophet
All this catches, macking these hoes with Peter Loffet
But we the new rap pack, Conglomerate distributed
I`m bigger than the industry, you gonna have to live with it
To capture time is the key
Component words trapped in my mind so I seize
The moment, words freeze opponents
Pre-fees are on it, I`m a cancer
Can`t really think, and no MC`s they want it
That`s why they get me like palionthologist
The word naive backwards is evian, swallow this
I win battles yo, it`s way beyond politics
I work up through cells like a crazy anthalogist
In metaphors, I have mine, rap is in my enzymes
Got a hundred-ten lines, I`m ready to defend mine
I`m like a broken rubber band, they say that I snap
But ask the people, they`ll tell you it`s the way that I rap

[Chorus]
I rap like noone out there could fuck with me
With that freestyle, you better get shot
I rap like noone out there could fuck with me
Your battling is written
I rap like noone out there could fuck with me
who, who, who, who got beef?
I rap like noone out there could fuck with me
I freestyle erratically, for those that want to battle me

[Verse 2]
I spit fire flame, I`ll demolish your entire game
It`s like I work for NASA, `cause I`m just on a higher plane
This ain`t rapping, I`m just hitting you with CHI game
I get you higher than Richard Prior when the guy came
My show`s traffic, but I ain`t Mike Douglas
When I attack the mic, both black and white love this
J U, with the brain of ten scholars
I catch my hoes on the rebound like Ben Wallace
Intergalactic tactics get pimped
All I need is a fifth of this yack to get bent
And some dro when the mack in
At shows I be snapping, on tracks is Emmaculate
Hoes, they be clapping, my flow`s never lacking
For those in the back and
I blow when I rap, you should`ve known it would happen
Plus I let it rock like Bobby Brown and Whitney
I rap like noone out there could fuck with me

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Now with these verses and this herb, I`m like Jackson Hewitt
I get you green but I add a little taxes to it
What would the whole world do, if they had to admit
Juice was just as nasty with the pen and pad when I spit
So if the freestyles iare real, and the writing is real
Then who the fuck else is this tight in the IL
I don`t be hating on these CHI cats that moved away
I just got time invested, so I choose to stay
Kanye dropped and Twista`s my homie G
And Kan` told me that the next spot belong to me
I do not wear pink, and I am no Diplomat
New York niggaz using CHI slang, nigga picture that
Not signed to Arista, I am no aristocrat
Blessed with the gift of rap, and nobody could get with that
Think this shit is split like Timberlake and Britney
I rap like noone out there could fuck with me

[Chorus]



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