Still got that key to the city....



[Verse 1]

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J-U, The hot shit, to hot to fall

i'm to ahead of my time kid, i stop for ya'll

in a drunk mind state, I bomb Kuwait

i'm so ill i raise the dead when i rhyme at wakes

from the moment minute that my first verse caught your head

years later you'll be buggin' off the thoughts i said

i'm lampin on the streat, my foot at the curb

give me the illest concept, and i can put it in words

in all mics are used to support the subliminal

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no crews can do Juice, the mind state is pitiful

with me your goin need a million giga-bytes minimal

niggas wanna rap, they in it for dough

but start hangin up when they sell minutes are low

i'm toed back off a couple Guinnesses though

i'll have people passin' out before I finish a show

now you feelin' insecure when i grin at yo' ho'

I had her ass in the air kid, shit on the flo'

now you tryin to swing your dough, so your women'll know

I fill Juice wit big-panik, put the gin on the flo'

flows are the fattest, crazy rap status

Juice hold belts in all the fuckin' weight classes

i'm anti-subritity, i'm tryin to stay tipsy

I move at the speed of light, Blink, you missed me



Chorus:

from the mid-west, to the west

all sides of the U.S., lyrical to bless

no matter how it goes we fresh

you can have a scan-tron and still can't test, the best



Chorus 2:

From the east coast to the west,







the best side of the U.S., lyrical to bless

no matter how is goes we fresh

you can have a scan-tron an still can't test



[Verse Two]

I was told by the council, to lead the new millini