Juk lyrics

by

Murs


[Intro:]
Alright, alright, alright
Yea, yea

[Verse 1:]
Fact of d matter, be better you weak rapper
Unique speech pattern, achieved when d heat gather
Indeed it’s a fiche, puttin greens on ma platter
Not really sharing ma cuisine, I mean, where are ma manners
If you worthy to compete, I compete fo’ d raffers
Undefeated like the chief, say peace to ma detractors
Don’t keep following they lead, I mean keep ma mattress
So cold when I speak it makin ma teeth chatter
Shtick without the ‘c’ don’t get it mislabelled
Six is the dot when an cut d kids navels
Six inch cut he can’t fix wit witch hazel
Dip it in a crown wit little angel wit dim halo
Ready to die throwin lead in yo eye
D n*gga penny off fetti they still on steady decline
They form, still in season boy I’m lettin them fly
Boom bye-bye to dem suckas ain’t no lettin them slide

[Chorus:]
Yaw, yaw, let me break d flow in
Brand new form ain’t no goin through d motions
Sack in d shattle, I’m shake rattlin an rollin
I hear dem snakes rattle they even travel in province
Yaw, yaw, let me break d flow in
Brand new form ain’t no goin through d motions
Sack in d shattle, I’m shake rattlin an rollin
I hear dem snakes rattle they even travel in province
Yaw, yaw

[Verse 2:]
They ain’t play me in the clubs I ain’t tryna make d people dance
I rather write a verse that will give ma people chance
Progress, process, pro romance
Yatte yattah like d renatta fiction novels
Feefo bottles like the ones with the nipples on it
Copycats copy tracks an do the same sh*t on it
Serve it up like it’s more than a seevy dinner
What they say see the chicken everybody’s winners
Makin money everybody grinners, innest, dissinest
The art stripped of its innocence
I’m tired of makin sense, I should be makin dollars
For makin dollars usually mean you ain’t makin cents
A million dreams where the fish is big
Yow, yow, understand d game is vicious, b
It takes time to see what I can see
That’s it’s real life monopoly, rap n*ggas property
Happy to pass ‘Go’, you don’t do business properly
Get dat 200 feelin like nobody stoppin me
They probably missed all d metaphors
They too busy watchin asses shakin to d floor

[Chorus]

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