sip the juice cuz i got enough to go around
and the thought takes place uptown
i grew up on the sidewalk where i learned street talk
and then taught to hawk new york-
i go to queens for queens to get the crew from brooklyn
make money in manhattan and never been tooken
go uptown and the bronx to boogie down
get strong on the island
recoupe
and lay around. time to bulid my juice back up-
props back up
suckers get smacked up
don't doubt the clout
you know what i'm about
knocking niggaz off
knocking niggaz out
shaking em up
waking em up
raking em up
breaking em up. standing on shaky grounds too close to the edge
let's see if i know the ledge
corners' trifling 'cause shorty's here
i get cock-d liffin' forty's of beer;
here's a sip for the crew that's deceased
if i get revenge
then they rest in peace. somebody's got to suffer
i just might spare one-
and give a brother a fair one!
stay alert and on p's". and i do work with these- like hercules