Lyrics:
I wanna thank y'all for supporting Juice Music Group
And this new album called Society's Genius by Juice Jones
I was poverty's fool
But now I'ma give
Write a little save-a-hoe speech all these fake-ass hoes
Fake punk-ass bitches
Do you know what i mean?
Fuckin'em up like this, man...
$hort
stadiums just like Billy Joel
Quincy Jones would be in my studio
Recording Phill Collins on the drums for my album
All paid for by my own discography
Oh
shine he told me go get it
It's you by yo self when you lay in that ground
I ain't asking for nothing, ain't fronting for nothing
Invest in myself, boy I
out of silicon
Fuck an NPC, not a citizen
Oracle, my talent
You love to go and criticize
Album made to legitimize
Your production make me snooze
Click
your title is seven
Takin' out your four man crew makes eleven
By the twelfth well I'll go for self
Rockin' New York like no one else
You can
off my dick
What's your name?
Capital F I E N D
What's your alias?
I'm Mr. Get It On Jones
What's your thing?
I'm the one that call the shots
What'd
keep your heart, Three Stacks
Keep your heart
Man, these girls is smart, Three Stacks
These girls is smart
Play your part, play your part"
(Sweet Jones
or as the final
Word of whatever God may be
Christianity has given us an image of
Death and sexuality that we have based
Our culture around a half
Naked dead man
The headphones is on fire dis time around
Styles
Blood pressure
Y'all just bear wit' me
Yo, last time I'm a tell these n****s, man
Can't f***
Picture us married, you and me what?
K-I-S-S-I-N-G
I remember the first time, girl you and me
This ain't no sucker-for-love shit
This ain't no
terrible weather
Nobody does it better than I, so approved by Carly Simon
Most rappers is real hard, but still hardly rhymin'
To all, rise and shine, give
I miss you, man
I wanted to dance and you would have been up for it
The song to be decided by you
Is hell, in the end, as bad as they said?
Are you
Paranoia, paranoia
All the things I can't afford right now
Slowly creeping all up on ya
It gon shoot ya dead, shoot ya dead, man down
Man down (Man
a water bed
Screamin' fuck the board of ed, too busy chasin' corner bread
Bathroom baggin' up for an hour long
To play it off, man I had to turn
gleich durch
Nein, ihr könnt mich nicht
Zurückhalten wie'n Sicherheit'sgurte
Ihr habt Schwänze im Gesicht
Wie dieser Davy Jones
Denn ich ficke Crews als
[Snazz-D]
OK! OK! OK!
This is Snazz-Dictator, Unreleased Records
Yeah! (X-Amount)
We 'bout to put Johannesburg on the map
My man Draztik
[Scoob:]
Hah hah, hey hey, laugh now nigga
My man's right behind you, Kane pull the trigger
I don't play, I'm from the hill where shit is real
you need to meet (aight)
Man them super focused sessions turned into some fire beats (4Real)
That inspired me
To drop my first solo Album #4Real (Yeah)
the cycle managed by their 400-year advantage
They don't feel you black man now you getting paid
They wanna kill you black man cause they still afraid
Don’t
I get High n I reminisce about those times
At my momma crib
I had drugs that I was flippin
Siblings telling me I'm Trippin
I wasn't worried bout
(Fuck your producer my beat is by Meexhie)
Haaaa
Y'all know what it is
All this shit real n****
In real life
Dumb ass
I been running up the bag
EPIC RAP BATTLES OF HISTORY!
GEORGE R. R. MARTIN...
VERSUS...
J. R. R. TOLKEIN! BEGIN!
Brace yourselves!
Gather up your trolls and your soldier
This is your album, so that means you definitely got to get funky, so run it
[The D.O.C.]
Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by
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