Tom: Ab major
Verse 1
Mo
Man,
J -U, I -C -E now nigga, it's
Ice now
C
2001, my niggas still doin' it,
Mo
G
Man, ill state representatives
We ain't even started our reign,
where my
Midwest motherfuckers
easy for me, we're
East
Coast niggas,
G
West
Coast
Bm
G
Panic, my niggas, uh
Ay yo, I freeze the
MC as quick as anesthesia
Believe I can take apart your
posse at my leisure
Juices shake the dust off
the sun like a seizure
And I see ya,
chillin' with them fake one of these ya
Carl
G's, my paragraphs produce the poison
Bm
G
My patterns penetrate the eardrums of
Bm
G
little boys and their sisters
Surreally I sketch the sensational,
improvisational flow
I bet you're stational, jock this
F#m
G
Jamaica to
Jerusalem, I'm noosing em
I nail em to a cross,
trail em through the laws reducing em to ashes
Bm
Articulately, meticulously
G
Bm
We really wasn't trying to kick it,
F#
G
Poetically, I'm linked to being
dope alphabetically
Genetically, blink and see me scope
him energetically
Purposely,
I pound the pavement for positivity
Pads, I ponder walking for papes
Could end up killing me, cold blue
F#
G
Cause I ain't sold too many wild oats
Bm
He had the chance to sink or swim,
Headless, and his deadness
is now conspicuous
Shit, I stitch up a sentence, meticulously
So if you must bust me, do so
But whosoever does attempt to,
is movin' too
slow
With just bass and treble, I can erase your
level
G
Juice brung holy water and shit, to chase
the devil
With snapshots,
I'm pictured as the ruling
representative
G
Hiss with the abyss, that's just where I
be sinnin', kids
F#
G
Quick, fast, I spit acid,
duck or get splashed
G
Cause ain't nobody gettin' past it
G
Or get your lip smashed, catch whiplash
C
For the fun of it, fuck the bullshit,
C
I haven't even started my reign,
C
So whoever won the battle,
G
y 'all can bring it to the juice
Big juice, I'm in the house
Damn right,
I leave a shaky hand and shaky mic
C
I haven't even started my reign,
I'm only drizzlin'
G
So whoever won the battle,
y 'all can bring it to the juice
C
G
Big juice, I'm in the house
Damn right, I leave a shaky
hand and shaky mic
I'm bout to spit another stanza
Extravaganza, you won't have an answer
For the avalanche of stress I cause
G
Yes, I pause just a little and I inject the
veins of the loud niggas with
Ritalin
Shit, I stay calm, but when they bomb,
J -bomb, point blank
I use a heat -seeking napalm, pencil -sized bomb,
now your instruments are gone
G
G
Plus, we blowin' up them writing
implements you own
Thumbs get amputated and shit,
cause we unstoppable
Now holdin' that mic becomes
entirely impossible
The
Glock I pull eliminates the
other obstacles
Flows to keep and mesmerize a crowd,
I got a pocket full
I'm commonly referred to
as the bomb and we
Remain relentless,
defenses get tightened
Because we got the battle in
the trenches for fighting
On life I take notes,
break quotes into variables
Comparable to none, I stun,
Bm
G
I got unbearable
Head trauma,
I kill the dead drama with the comma
I'm a tomahawk, the slowpoke to throw jokes,
the bomber flakes off
And
I'ma watch these flaky niggas flake off
Bm
G
The only way this challenger will blow up
is the takeoff or liftoff
It's more commonly referred to
These niggas got thought
I heard you plottin'
G
But nigga you soft, have you forgotten?
G
Jay's rhymes are like cotton
They soft enough to chill but hard
enough for causin' mad shit
G
And when I look around they
usin' all my fabric
Fuck these record labels and fuck
AR
JR
Well I'm notorious,
G
I'm bigger than some but not as big as others
G
I got heart with no fear to split the
Wigger
Brothers
Crack the ground and the soft kicks fall
And
G
I'ma bring it to the clothes like the
Northridge
Mall
So get off my pro,
Does
G
Mole always find a way to
rip him in the end?
Yes
No matter where you from,
Big
Juice will come and floor you
You better check your ego, nigga, or
I haven't even started my reign,
I'm on the drizzlin'
G
So whoever want to battle,
G
y 'all can bring it to the juice
Big
Juice, I'm in the house, damn right
G
G
I leave a shaky hand an d shaky mic
G
I haven't even started my reign,
I'm on the drizzlin'
G
So whoever won the battle,
y 'all can bring it to the juice
Big
Juice, I'm in the house
Damn right, I leave a shaky
Big
Juice, I'm in the house
Bandaging
MCs
Damn right,
Big
Juice, I'm in the house
Bandaging
MCs
So whoever won the battle,
y 'all can bring it to the juice
Big
Juice, I'm in the house
Bandaging
MCs
Damn right, I leave a shaky
head and shaky mic
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