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(专辑: D.R.U.G.S. - 2012)
[Verse 1: Juice] Take a
bong ripper, I
be tuned in Nick at Nite, Jack Tripper, yeah he gone in Dimethyltryptamine, tryna see the
vivid screens Never been akin to these lame rappers, they shit is weak And fuck who you pretend to be, I'm tryna be the
bigger me Body, the
industry, fuck all my enemies Got acid in the
freezer, acid in the
fridge Acid in the
bottle, so don't ask me how I
live Trippy all day, I
ain't never gonna slip There's rules to the
game, ho nigga get hip Hip hip, like that shit that I'm spittin And I'm on my shit, bruh Tryna get advances and mansions Whole family like Manson Eating rappers like panson The
truth, I'm the
answer The
proof in the
pudding Real niggas saluting, they shooting They said we wasn't gonna do it, drop another one We outta heat, what the
fuck you think I
do this for? The
big three and every day it's like I
fucking ball Protect your neck and guard your grill, man Wall off the, yeah I'm synced that means my shit is awesome Never cared though so fuck, fuck your opinion Smoke another bowl while I'm laughing at you critics Ain't shit change, just the
numbers on the
cane Got them 47's, eight.9 Glocks, mac-11's Thirty eight.38's, do you get the
message? [Verse 2: Meech] They talking but I
don't hear it Fuck in my fear, and fuck the
other rappers you comparing This shit hip with fear and any nigga you think can't even come near it These niggas finicky, they think we gimmicky cause at first our shit was a
banger And we even traded the
industry, it's funny cause eventually They understand I'm not a
mere man, more like an entity Comes from a
different fiber, generate radiant energy Myself in five years, that's the
only one ahead of me I'm from the
McCabe, New York, New York Named it twice, cause we fucking [?] Zombie game, walking dead, no man alive Can't fuck with thee, ya'll niggas got some nerve Within the
week with a
Hinduism yours [?] Nigga you ain't learn, I'll make you bite the
curb Get it? Learning curb, amazing with these words Already got mine, but nigga I'm taking yours Growing pains, I
never felt Shit I
been numb since I
was young, the
chosen one Deborah's only son [?], 1980, Nancy gave birth to a
loaded gun I
know I'm blunt, speaking of blunt, I
roll it up and smoke it Some say the
proof is in books, some say the
proof it is hidden I
bet Eminem and a
reverend will tell you proof is in heaven Life's a
matter of preference, who's to say that hell isn't heaven? Annually, I
dwell in thought darker than the
other side of the
spectrum Damn, Arc, give me a
second, I'm never second, fuck it, we're never stressing
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