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Juice

Key to the City

  hip hop  rap  gangsta rap  hip-hop  black wall street
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Текст песни Juice - Key to the City

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Still got that key to the city....[Verse 1]uh..uh....uhJ-U, The hot shit, to hot to fallI`m too ahead of my time kid, I stop for y`allin a drunk mind state, I bomb KuwaitI`m so ill I raise the dead when I rhyme at wakesFrom the moment that my first verse caught your headyears later you`ll be buggin` off the thoughts I saidNow I`m lampin` on the street, with my foot on the curbgive me the illest concept, and I can put it in wordsAnalog mics are used to record the subliminalPro Tools chapped em soundwave and make em digitalFlow cool Juice`ll do the mic something pitifulFor me you`re gonna need a million gigabytes minimalNiggas wanna rap they gettin in it for doughbut start hangin up when they cell minutes are lowI`m toed back off of a couple Guinnesses thoughI`ll have people passin` out before I finish the shownow you feelin` insecure when I grin at yo` ho`I had her ass in the air kid, chin on the flo`Now you tryin` to spend your dough, so your women`ll knowI`m still Juice but big Panik put the gin in the flowNow the flows are the fattest crazy rap statusJuice hold belts in all the fuckin` weight classesI`m anti-sobriety, I try to stay tipsyI move at the speed of light, Blink, you missed me[Chorus]From the Midwest, to the WestAnd all sides of the U.S. feeling buddah blessedNo matter how it goes we freshCause you can have a scantron and still can`t test, the best[Chorus 2]From the East coast to the WestThe best sides of the U.S. feeling buddah blessedNo matter how it goes we freshCause you can have a scantron and still can`t test, the best[Verse 2]I was told by the council, to lead the new milliniumOne ounce`ll have your skin chippin` like a pentium3 processor, nobody floss freshermy style very day to day like a cross dresser (Whoo)Juice at the club, your whore I macked herShe forgot she had a man until the morning afterBones and vocal cords get torn and fracturedShe said comparin` us was like before and afterJuice bust `em out, flush `em out, what`s the fuss aboutI kick lines other cats can only cuss aboutthey say Juice is on the lose, have you seem himI`m day and night and every hour between `emI`m on some Mary J. shit, nigga this is my lifeTape so hot they had to wrap it up in dry-iceSo having any thoughts about winnin me Godis like tryin to save a game without a memory cardAnd in case you didn`t know, I`m paid to hijack your motorcadeTry to wave to the crowd I`m blowin off your shoulder bladeyour chance to live is at a very low percentageyour so close to death that you can see your own imageA amateur, lost to a professionalNow they dissconnectin you from all that bullshit you was connected toI need no remorse, I had to diminish `emIn Mortal Kombat I had the crowd screamin` "Finish him"[Chorus 1] + [Chorus 2]

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