lirik lagu mc juice - happy birthday yp freestyle
[verse 1: juice]
happy birthday can’t possibly drop
walked in this mother f-cker off a shot of ciroc
mother f-cker think i’m ill i ain’t bothering pac
bother me not, i feel like i’m the father to hot
the sister to who
n0body the brother to you
mother f-cker gravy flow might smother you too
[?]
that’s that eminem
mother f-cker serve him n’ him like a synonym
i’m as fresh as my n-ggas new timberlands
rappers catch alzheimers
small time remember him?
yep, i’m back in effect packing a tek
don’t give a f-ck
a rapping vet happen to sweat like keep sweat
i’ll hit your -ss in your jaw that’s eject
reject, i’ma reap the franklin for that respect
i blew the purple like it’s cush and my tune’ll hurt you
there’s a one-off motherf-cker here that’s up all universal
some day, i gotta make it rhyme perfectly
my n-gga hit the wall like i did and k!lled my circuitry
that’s just a reaction
like [?] you can catch me maxing
relaxing, with my man ryan
crowded up like the f-cking d-mn ryan[?]
i’m like fish in the pan frying
i’m doing all this bullsh-t you’re other man’s trying
listen
n-gga please spit in his f-cking face
he ain’t got a microsoft word he cut and paste
holla at ya boy before i make a edit
i make a edit can n0body else take the credit
this is why they don’t want me in the industry
i morph into nine other juice’s and now there’s ten of me
there’s nothing i can say to him
that n-gga j sick don’t n0body do the fools how j do em’
n-gga please i’m crazy i am blazin’
girls look wrinkled like a raisin at the days end
now i got a beat that’s real sick i’m just blazin’
kinda like whitney’s black salute, amazing
grace, uh, that’s how she sung it though
n-gga i am ill, please i got a hundred flows
uh, that’s right, and you know the star
open up the jar and get wrecked before they tow my car
it’s no route[?], but ain’t 2 inches
always catch ryan at the club, new winches
that underground trying to get them when they come around
pound em’ out in the room it feel like when that thunder sound
i’m just kiddin’ we off that molly
i hit ya like muhammad ali and you vomit from it
uh, i think we f-cking found the groove
that n-gga j u real sick his f-cking time is smooth
everybody’s in orlando
i’m kinda like the rio grand n-ggas know i can flow
[verse 2: yp]
[?]
see i ain’t like these other new jack n-ggas
i pull my tool up, shoot em’ where you grew up n-gga
i’m lethal, plus the flow as cold as el niño
that’s probably why my buzz is going crazy like c-low
i’ve seen some n-ggas go from touching them bricks
to being broke should of heard the way they spoke on that sh-t
i come from a different fabric, come from a savage
i’m quiet you ain’t never know when i’m attack em’
[verse 3: juice]
don’t stop, don’t stop
roll that blunt we off top
n-gga my flow is similar to fort knox
i’ma street solider f-ck around and turn the heat over
we is underground on this bullsh-t, malik yoba
light skinned n-ggas is back in, what’s happenin
dark skinned n-ggas is rappin’ they be actin’
[verse 4: yp]
who could’a ever imagined i be the one to be rappin’
instead of spittin’ i be sittin’ if they caught me in traffic
played a roll up a transporter took trips out the [?]
b-tches see my face now they just come to a stand still
most n-ggas phonies the truth is that they ain’t real
check the y you’ll see i’m like marlo stanfield
out here on the ground like twenty hop[?] on the guard rail
till the dollars that i stack away can make cobwebs
i’m waiting on a shot
it won’t be long till i’m sitting at the top
where i belong
i can sip on my patrón
scoop my n-ggas for [?]
be the undergorund king with a pocket full of stones
[verse 5: juice]
and speaking of cobwebs
i leave ya squad dead
you got a soft behind that’s all you looking hard heads
we buy a pack of phillies, up at the ameco
oh it’s bp now, but i don’t even plan the flow
n-gga right across from pot bellies, i am hot with it
that mother f-cker got critics, they are not with it
you can’t criticize, me and him legitimize
everything ya’ll n-ggas make especially when you plagiarize
slay a guy, slay ya guys that’s from eight to nine
crazy rhyme, i’ve been doing this since like shady nine
f-ck it
i ain’t even have no
radio station just daily rotation
you can pay me in ovation
i’m crazy flow lace him
i love it when it f-ckin’ rhyme perfect
got no time to uncork it, it’s un-corporate
it’s underground and off-air no nike’s here
just stupid mother f-ckers that buzz like lightyear
i never fight fair you’ll n-ggas can’t cite here
i’m s w v cus’ this flow is right here, here
n-gga that’s rnb probably sorry me
you get a teary eye sorrowly
i mean sorrowful, i got a hourgl-ss
i hit ya -ss when i’m hittin’ on that flower gl-ss
i mean that good gr-ss
i got them power shots
that crack your ribs like a f-ckin’ drop flower pot
n-gga please, i’m too ill with it
the new wilderness i don’t think you can deal with it
he got the iphone 6 two more than four
four score and seven years ago my hor d’oeuvre
f-ck around with me you know i got the flow for-sure
and yours are wh0r-s and mines are on tour for yours
get it, that means my girls like to take girls
this is the type of sh-t that make a n-gga make earl
i make james jones earl james earl jones
i get ya b-tch in seyf’s room and now ya girl moans
f-ck it, we got pounds in the locker
got a town trying to jock us
they get found in the closet, holla
too many flows for ya’ll
three hoes n-gga bowling b-lls
you hard no n-gga it’s a overhaul
i’m kinda sure but these mother f-cker flows is tall
ya’ll mad cus’ i’m over ya’ll
n-gga please i don’t care how you soldiers fall
i am known to ball
that n-gga j-u get on i don’t fall
i’m kinda like a loui bag
or is it king louie?
every day i move boo that’s what they bring to me
and i swing truly
can’t f-ck around no king to school me
stop playing with ya man, i do my thing
b-tches go but come back like they be boomerings
i mean boomerangs
you got that iverson jersey
it’s suprising i’ma fly[?] and be worthy
but i could be f-cking flyer than worthy
or [?]
[?]
it’s off my head like the bold spot that’s in the middle
i’m like the cat in the bowl that’s eating tender riddles
yeah it’s off my head like extensions
off my head like a f-cking dome shop mention
it’s off my pocket like a pension
[yp] you gotta stop rappin’
you got no mother f-cking henchman
i should not stop rappin’
that would not happen
they can’t say i’m not snappin’
[voice] 2 hours, 2 hours
i could rap for two hours straight
got to work like a library book a few hours late
i got a b-tch that i’m try’na date
she look good, but her girlfriend is kinda great
she’s a kinda nine her other friends’ kinda eight
and i like hoes i guess that makes me kinda straight
[verse 6: juice]
yup, yup, i mean you two in
eminem went crying, he’s boo-hooing
he was boo-hooing, full of tears
he dun seen me full of ears
when it come’s to the flow he like the buccaneers
he was good at one time but it’s been f-ckin’ years
and that’s just the super bowl
you know me, every thing i f-cking do is cold
i don’t care if you f-cking don’t find the beat
i’m right here when the time sheet
i rhyme sweet i’m unique like ciroc vodka
you know how it is i’m in the spot proper
y-p f-cking birthday rap
ginger snaps before we even begin to jack
you know how it is we flow on a daily basis
and j-p out with that white, that makes me racist
i’m kiddin’, that’s a written line
but even if i go back off the head i’m gettin’ mine
that’s why i’m spittin nine
that n-gga j-u is the sh-t when i’m up in mine
you will never get chances to face me
but you will be bankrupt like prince is for [?]
or like john wayne gacy
i’m insane crazy it’s what the game made me
a little wayne maybe a little wayne brady
but my brain is dope that’s how i drain shady
i f-cking came crazy
you know my brain is like a f-cking m-60
can’t get wit’ me
ya’ll can laugh and talk, he’s recording it
don’t stop talking
that’s like a mother f-cking marathon runner who is not walking
or not running the race
i got a gun in your face
that’s what you commin’ to taste
please n-gga this is nothing but ace
you know exactly how it is
while you n-ggas all stuck in your place
not me though
my sh-t is like success, i f-cks best
kinda like minute rice
scary like vincent price
n-gga you can pay the price
j-u will slay tonight
everything in overdrive
i ain’t got a sober vibe
you know exactly how it is i f-cking go for mine
yup, yup i’m heteral with text
and deliver over night, federal express
[verse 7: juice]
i’m not a jetsetter
i just can’t believe every time i hear you you get better
you better than when i f-cking first heard it
guilty of being dope, that’s my first verdict
and you have been sentenced
to the studio for the rest of your life to pay your repentance
i won’t stop until the album drop
i want you f-cking polo, no tommy hill, calvin hot
yeah, with more f-cking notes than dalvin got
or more chipmunks, than the big trunk, than alvin got
who the f-ck am i to stop
sh-t i’m cool, my sh-t is only kinda hot
but when i heard peak at the crib you had on other street
you was tellin’ me was ill saying who’s that brother heat
that dude, i thought it was like bump j in the newest form
the purest form
i had to touch the mic, to make sure it’s warm
then i met this cat
i’m like he’s like f-cking six twelve
he’s like i know, b-tches like his -ss i bet his sh-t sells
he’s got his marketing
plus he likes to f-ck with them zones and let them spark again
i heard about that bay line
that’s that great line
that great line the bay [?] you say minds could make fines
[yp] they didn’t even hear me with the [?]
but i heard it
i heard the bay line line[?]
rhyme fine, i heard it nine times
and you only played it once, but i heard it like ten times
it got in my chromosomes and reconfigured my enzymes
that’s the f-ck i remember it
and that sh-t was cold like some january december sh-t
february is turning into may
and this blunt is all mine, so i’m burning it with jay
[voice] come on p-ss it
i might as well p-ss it, i guess it’s your turn
if these ashes hit the concrete, i could probably make this floor burn
aye, you could take your ashtray
i’m kinda like christ, just eating on his last day
woo, p-ss the tray
so said whitney p-ssed away
but i got a gl-ss of j
my mind thinks as fast as yay
but i’m not a con though
i’m in my mans condo
blonde hoe, i only tell her, john doe
so she know my name
b-tch leave don’t overhang
nah, that’s when my homies and my soldiers came
now she’s looking at me like, who’s d-ck am i supposed to claim?
b-tch please i’ve got my holster game
you know exactly how it is, i am close to bang
she said the way you play your b-lls, you close to dang
i said it’s in deep b-tch, new d-ck, notre dame
i guess i got it perfect though
she said you’ll probably f-cking let me work it though
he got a blue hat, f-ck it i knew that
i feel like i’m tryin’ to smoke to just get where you at
i made my boy a c-cktail
seyferth say i rock well
b-tches put it in their mouth, and i ain’t even [?]
listen
that is just a reference
freestyle or written, tell me what’s your mother f-cking preference
i could murder cats
k!ll you and it heard it’s fat
i murder you, and k!ll that p-ssy soft, roberta flack
i don’t think you dudes heard of that
and you don’t want know word of that
because you don’t spit a word of crack
i be where them murders at
i where they get slayed at
you where n-ggas play at
i’m where they sell that yay at
yeah, they sell that yay that’s that yay-o till the bay bro
peace to all my dead n-ggas aye yo
i’m done
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