Chorus:
You got a question mark? I`m the nigga here X 3
You got a question mark? I`m the nigga here period...
Chorus X 2
Verse 1:
I`m the nigga here... Who wanna battle?
I got word chemistry, when I`m dead you`ll remember me
Juice, I`ll serve any nigga breathing in the industry
If you wanna test J, I`ll show you the best way
If you want some drama, I`ma send it to you next day
Rappers want a piece of me, y`all niggas better stay away [why]
I`ll take your rap style and put it back on lay-a-way
I`ll cook the second batch then I cook the first batch
And I be knocking rappers down like a purse snatch
I take your bitch away and then I let the cock slide
Open up your skin and let it bubble like peroxide
Don`t even look at me cuz, don`t even stare at Juice
That`s like jumping out your plane without a parachute
Niggas give me `nuff love, bitches on the jock why?
Maybe `cause I ripped them in a circle counter-clockwise
You just a kiss ass... boy you better play track
My style just stay bad, I`m 30 years of Maytag
Kick a legit line of raps made of strychnine
Freaky as a 6-9 and now it`s hold my - yo [dick] - time
Throw in the towel, y`all better let the bout cease
I`m swinging with the left hook and knocking out your mouthpiece
You like Superman trying to jump back in the saddle
I got one question, What rapper wanna battle?
Vocal tone clarity, mad popularity
I break both your legs and have you screaming, Juice carry me
Dialogue:
Yeah nigga, I don`t care if you got a record deal nigga
We can battle for your contract nigga
What you wanna do?
Chorus X 2
Yo, face it, rappers is so whack I can taste it
They might as well take their freestyles and freebase it
Or get a 40 ounce if you think you wanna chase it
Put it on the board, like a teacher I`ll erase it
Juice, I`ve been dope since I made my first appearance, black
Then even have your whole style on the clearance rack
But this flow is updated, rather innovative
Y`all rap like ya artificially inseminated [whoo]
But I`ma slay, and I sway any majority
Juice is more fun than panty raids at a sorority
Y`all try to mess with me, but I get ready quick
[horn] I got more parts than any Freddy flick
So, bring on your crew cause I`ma take on three men
Plus, I`ve been swimming in women since I was semen
I`m not your Candyman, but I slam it one time
And like Sammy Davis, baby, I can make the sun shine
So every brotha think they wanna battle, shut the hell up
Y`all could work in the dark room and still not develop
And if I ever hear you try to talk about me to your friends
I`ll be all up in your grill like a contact lens
Who wanna battle?
Chorus
