Lyrics:
in the flick called "Juice"
Cock is longer than the hat worn by Dr. Seuss
Love a girl in Daisy Dukes like them kids called Duice
Gets paid to sex
Hop
Picked the "Truth" beat for Beanie
And I was in the session with him, I had my demo with me
You know, like I always do
I played a songs, he's
In the city lights, the night will give me life
I hear the drums, I'ma war chief gimme knife
Got kush fuck the knife just give me light
Spark it
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
Let him down slow, it's old T.J's last ride
He feried model A's to the Cape Cherado shore
Way before my poppa ever had a son
When I was eight or nine
the heavens are the sounds supreme
So clear to the ear it is sometimes seen
So loud like a cloud with thunder and lightening!
So proud to the crowd it is
stayed on the raps 'til we made it on the map
By then, No I was my main guy
He and I was like Chi-town's Gang Starr
We had came far together, with a long
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
Thrilled by the wonder of you
And the wonderful touch of your hand
And my heart starts to beat
Like a child when a birthday is near
So, kiss me my sweet,
now she wanna date me
Where I'm from, people like me don't make it in the mainstream
What's with the attitude? Baby, tell me why you hating
We fuss
Man i'm just mike tyson
Do this for my mom and daddy
Even if they don't see
Man it's high time to let
A young boy flow like a sea
Name it's tlouw
In a little honky tonky village in Texas
There's a guy who plays the best piano by far
He can play piano any way that you like it
But the way he
My radio, believe me, I like it loud
I'm the man with a box that can rock the crowd
Walkin' down the street, to the hardcore beat
While my JVC
me wrong
But to me its just the same old song
So just watch, my name is shock, and I like to rock
And you can't stop this
2pac go ahead and rock
pack your heaters
Keep it close, you can't beat us
While your whole crew treat us like G's, you best believe this
I done made quadriplegics out
suggest we can do"
He made his way to the trunk, opened it like, "Huh"
A treasure chest was removed
Cops said he'll be back next month
What we call
favorite spot
Plus I like it there, 'cuz I got love on the list
High powered juice, where I don't even get frisked
Walk up in the place and get love from
by street but not the freeway
Turn that trick to make a little leeway
Beat that nic, but not the way that we play
Dogtown, blood bath
Rib cage,
to be the bad guy
Well, it's the last time you're gonna see a bad guy do the rap game like me
I went and copped the chopsticks
Put it in my bun just
like to say my name, J bodiii
Who ride a beat like me, nobody
It go down in my DM, yo gotti
I tried two times to get a job up there at onyx
God told me
all dressed up
And we ain't even gon' make it to this club
Take all (take all)
Of me (of me)
I just wanna be the girl you like, girl you like
mind, one is to keep stylin'
And the second is to get more of this s*** that I'm counting
Call me J-2-0, I flow like a fountain
And I swear I beat
it makes her queef and sounds like a fucking whoopee cushion
Who the fuck is you pushin'? You must've mistook me
For some sissy-soft punk looking for
bath (yeah)
Guns on me, I was going down the wrong path
I'm humble with the money and I don't cry (no)
Beat me at the game, I'ma grab it (grab it)
I
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