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MC Juice - Freestyle Or Written | Текст песни

[Verse 1]
I freestyle erratically for those that wanna battle me
Spit venom at MC's until this mic cord is staticy
Do damage to a salt and a peppa, without the battery
When you diss, you flatter me, I'm fuckin' up your whole anatomy
It's in tenor, oh your ho, we ran in her
With thirteen king size chocolate antennas
And in my city, for reals yo, I'm sick of who talk
About, how me and my man is on the dick of New York
Cuz when I innovate, I incinerate, then I eliminate
You in a state of shock until these niggas hyperventilate
I serve the east coast to west coast and don't discriminate
Penetrate, I crush all beef right where it emanate
In day light, my stray mic strike from twi-light
And I'mma stay tight, play right, create highlights
And ain't nobody fina do me, especially in this bitch game I'm ruthless
I use my middle finger when I switch lanes, pertainin'
To being entertainin', now I'm rainin', I slay men
Experts and lay men with my grey pen, I'm scrapin'
Remotely holding rap down and shapin'
A style handcrafted since the days of my play-pen
And my drop-top, I rock spots, I got it not-stop, when my Glock pop
I had the hardest niggas playin hop-scotch, I'm top notch
And if she ain't fuckin' then watch me cock block
I hit hot twat, and pop-lock, a nigga knock knock
I'm enterin', Juice's shit is colder than the winter and
These instumentals bang and leave a nigga's skin splinterin'
"Friday the 13th" I rip Jason
A slick Mason like Perry, with more game than Dick Grayson
Perfection, rap erection, now let my teks in
I burn your neck skin, these niggas start epilepsin
Juice steps in, and If a mothafucker tests us
They scrapin his ass of the wall like asbestos

[Hook]
I just freestyle the hook and display my skills
No matter what a nigga kick, you'll be on my deals
Get your notebook, quote, it's time to take notes
Can't fuck with the freestyles or what I got wrote
Swear to god, I just rip it and freestyles my skills
And everything I kick is dope, so they'll be on my deals
And when I get done with the song, you'll think I'm bullshittin'
Cuz you won't know if it's freestyle or if the shit is written

[Verse 2]
Niggas swear to god, they fina rip the microphone
I swear they couldn't go gold if they bought a herringbone
They need knee-pads, looking at my style cuz I'mma be bad
I swear it's so DOPE, I had to check into a rehab
Never nervous, MC's are worthless, put down your pencil
My instrumental, will cramp your style like a menstrual
Scenario, it's time for your mothafuckin burial
I'll murder you and burn your promotional material
Genetically and alphabetically, I'm the thickest
And theoretically, poetically, (cough) I'm the sickest
My bic is, scribblin, yo it ain't no riddle and
If rap was defense, I'll have Kobe double dribblin'
I'll leave this mothafucker so hot, it'll be sizzlin
I haven't even started my rain, I'm only drizzlin
I'm unpresentable like pierced needles through your genital
In general, I'm known for stealin shows like a criminal
I'm crucial, mathematically, I'll reduce you
I'll noose you, I'll shoot your posse even if they neutral
Yo, don't drink and drive when you choosing my tape
Is like, cruising on the freeway and losing your breaks
And the crash will be a crash that will trash your ass
I'll harass this mothafuckers from the first to the last
With no immunity, when my tape hits the black community
Niggas will put the crack down and start usin me
MY shit injures, average men down to ninjas
My tape so dope, it should've came with two syringes
I blend this, with no glitches for all you bitches
Last time I got so open, I needed stitches
When every nigga in they Acce

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