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Look around and tell me what you see what's happening to you and me
Got grant me the serenity to remember who I am
Cause you're givin' up
Pour out some liquor chase it with the juice
I came to party, what you came to do?

I got them Rosé bottles by the bucket
Grab your dawg and tell
to lose everything we got
'Cause all we really got is our word, word, word
The pen is greater than the sword
La, da-da, da, da, da, da, da

By
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Da, da, da, da (Da, da, da, da, da, da)
(Gotta keep it goin', gotta keep it goin')

Hey yo, as soon as I come home, I'm stressed by my mama
or never, I won't hang around forever 
I'll be flying by the seat of my pants you see I've got 
Better thing to do than waste my time looking for you 
It's
A sense of apathy
Crushed with the smallest resolve
This beautiful violence
As the powers come crumbling down

Revolution, who's side are you on?
of the underground production
Lose?  Who got the gumption to make such a assumption
My tape is like crack, its made, then its pumped in
The ghettos of America for your
got whateva, bottle of that moon
Gally, gally of that henna, mix it wit that crunk
(Hennessy)
Juice, we'll have a nigga spinnin' like that

Da blow, da
You leave honey everywhere
Sometimes I wonder if you care
Who sees you when you do your thing
You’ve got such a sting

Sweet, sweet sticky thing
Sweet,
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Look around and tell me what you see what's happening to you and me
Got grant me the serenity to remember who I am
Cause you're givin' up
to murder a trick
You could be a friend or foe
Kinda down or not
I'm rollin with tha fool Crunchy and we got them glocks
Backed up by da 4-5 and the 38
You
them Corn Rows to the back
I ain't really tryin' to be picky
But if you give me somethin', it's got to be the sticky

Doin' by the ounces, lo' lo's
and the juice

Comedians actors nuclear reactors
Players and ballplayers
Singers dancers and rhyme sayers

Why do us like you do
Ska do
Fuck da residue
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I flock to refugees
Who flock to me

The roots the coup
And kick aside the genocide and the juice

Comedians actors nuclear reactors
Players
Pineapple juice, and malibu, caribou, get them all numb
Make baby girl come
Out of her shell and raise hell
Don't stop til the cops come

half a bottle of 151
'em G stacks
And got them corn rows to the back
I ain't really trying to be picky
But if you give me somethin, its got to be the sticky
Doing by
temporary
Violate the Juice Crew Laws and I bury
???? to the land a piece of tranquility
Suckers have the nack but they lack my ability
Those who tried to dis
temporary
Violate the Juice Crew Laws and I bury
???? to the land a piece of tranquility
Suckers have the nack but they lack my ability
Those who tried to dis
something to say - they ain't got a choice
Racist police - backed by the state
Wipe out the ghetto and build up the hate
All the wrong answers
All
got da whole block sewed up
E'erybody smokin' me, cush nigga roll up

Who am I' Young Dro, all supreme, I'm a lotta shit
I buy a lotta bricks
about it
Pope hoe just a new stance like my influence
Well recognize you a lie tryin' do it

Got juice told your lady oops, we nuts baby
Smooth
It's been duly noted
Recorded documented cataloged
A celebration of loss
The sight of a mother who can't recognize
Her life is passing her by
neva be brothin 
Koopsta stands out from the niggas 
who thinkin they hard 
I flow up to star 
bust in like you da boss 
Kaze got my back 
now watch how
better be careful
You still got to watch yourself

You want to be crazy
So you want to go crazy
Let's go crazy
So you want to be crazy
Then let's go
by the backyard swing
he's got that girl on a string 
Girl on a string, just a little play toy
Girl on a string, for a little bad boy
Girl