[Juice]
Yo, yo let`s do it like this...yo yo
To any nigga I`m the one on the poster holdin` Janet
I might just be the dopest freestyle nigga on the planet
When I rock the mic I bust it off like a gauge
I let this niggas know freestyles ain`t from a page
They younger than models that be workin` for Calvin
Ask em` to freestyle it`s the stuff that`s on they album
Well I`ma tell em` somethin` it`s time for gettin` noble-in
When I rock mics my stuff is never written
I wish a nigga would, try to come and test
What I got, I put this microphone straight through his chest
I don`t care where he from, from here to Connecticut
He get shredded with etiquette, subject and a predicate
Never let it get, outta pocket when I rock it
MC Juice plugged in like, a mother-F`in socket
I don`t even gotta cuss when I bust
Turn authors to ashes and mc`s to dust
Who really think they want to get meticulous and kick this rediculous
Rip microphone you can`t freestyle and it`s conspicuous
When I freestyle I tell mc`s they can`t rock me
MC Juice is dope I bash his skull like I was Rocky
Somebody told me ever since my birth
I was the dopest nigga off of the top on planet earth
So if any brother wanna bring it to the Wake Up
Bring yo` dice, bring Cognac so we can shake up
And have a good time like J.J. Evan
Niggas are gay as Tevin, I take em` out right at eleven o`clock
Battles niggas don`t rock right
I get dirtier than pit bulls inside a cock fight
Niggas think they dope I cook they styles slow and steady like a Croc pot
They gettin` on my nerves like stupid niggas trying to cock block
And don`t try to diss me, ya` whole style whiskey
I have a nigga tipsy like he just hung with Dizzie
Gillespie, Crunch em` like Nestle, Elvis Prestley
Shook his hips but couldn`t get around you don`t impress me
So who`s the next mc to try to flex
I`ll rock microphones and always be having sex
And next time you wanna battle we can do the constitution
And call my DJ for an F`in Revolution
