Juice
Sincerely
Sometimes the illest cats won't get record dealsSometimes the illest cats roam the streetsunderground legendscats you never heard of but everybody know they the nicestthis for them cats...When I design rhyme in daylight or primetimeI'm a stay tightI walk the fine line between an MC and a play-writeI represent the underground world, it's a unique scenethere's no record deals, no videos or street-teensI do shows to keep green, I know I'm not a star manI'm signed to myself and my mic's my A&R manin double'9 I guess it's just the sign of the timesthe spotlight that I've been lookin' for is finally mineI never thought about the dough when I'm designing my rhymeLong as I can reach my peoples over vinyl, I'm fineit ain't about thatI opened up for cats who ain't as dope as mewhile I rip the flow they lip sync the show hopelesslyfrom heaven, I was sent the game to entertainI might never pimp that '75 or cop the blue RangeRoverbut even if I don't remain soberI'm a score double digits til the fuckin game's over[samples]Letras de cancionesCanibus: "whether they signed or unsigned"Redman : "Not platinum on wax but platinum in the streets"I dont' care if I'm right, wrong, or in-betweenall night long I pimp the scenethey said I couldn't write songs, I intervenedon't think because the battle rhymes are what I'm known forI can out-write the best of 'em and rip the microphone rawmy words are deep, keep my tape handy when ya buzzin'let my thoughts seap inside ya dome, tell a cousin, a friendplay my CD when ya guzzlin' gincome down but then recite it when ya buzzin' againyou must respect the flow, point-blank I'm a professionalacceptin no less than excellent, that's how the session goEmbracin my rhyme, when I'm gone who's replacin' mine?I trace the line that transcends all space & timeI implement infinite lyrics that are intricateThe type of shit discussed by Mob bosses eatin shrimp & shitThose with intellect, they understand the way I wrote itBut the average mind could take 5 years to decode it[samples]Canibus: "whether they signed or unsigned"Redman : "Not platinum on wax but platinum in the streets"Gradually I drift off imaginin' me the baddest MCWonder what my status'll beA little local battle MC who never made the gradeor a gifted lyricist who used to spit with razorbladesEverytime I win the battle, they disectin' my wordsI'll prob'ly never get the props or the respect I deserveThe magazines claim I wrote my battle-rhymes like they knew me then they wanna call the next day & fuckin interview meDo I really have props? Is it really that stable,When they ask me to freestyle when I walk up in the labels?When they take me for lunch & drinks inside they limosAnd fuck around and play me somebody else's demoJ.U. Ya'll niggaz all know what his name isThe cat that got famous for never bein famousI'll prolly roam the underground streets for all timeSigned sincerely, Juice the unsigned.*whether they signed or unsigned*
From Letras Mania