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    "I Got The Juice" Lyrics

    Dream Junkies

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    [Intro: John Givez]
    Juice box
    Junkie juice box

    [Verse 1: John Givez]
    Mother lover you gon' love this
    Graduated from a rebel to a rebelutionary
    In my area they love this
    I'mma wreck it, like, I'm revving the engine
    Heaven's ascension
    Every dimension
    Give me attention
    Look at my soul
    Look at my heart
    Look at my hope
    Got the world on my back, but, I carry it, though
    Tell them God got my hand - I ain't letting it go
    I, I, I came from the side of the ocean
    (Ahh ooh)
    Swam with the best of them
    I can't deny I was chosen
    (Ahh ooh)
    Yeah, it's the miggity mack
    Milking the mic
    I don't think I'm giving it back
    Livin' unlimited
    Winning is an imminent fact
    I mastered this
    Ain't no coming after this
    Resurrected from the dead, like, Lazarus

    [Chorus: Beleaf]
    I just gotta go off on it
    I just know to put the sauce on it
    I don't care about the cost on it
    I just gotta get lost on it
    I'm just trying to break loose
    I'm about to light the fuse
    I just need me a cup
    Imma pour me the juice

    I got the juice now
    I got the juice now
    I got the juice now
    I got the juice (x2)

    [Verse 2: Ruslan]
    Ladies and gentlemen I welcome in
    Let me take a moment
    Introduce you to some better men
    I'm bettering like Letterman
    But still next way
    Never see me off air
    Cause you know my best days are ahead of me
    The editing and pedigree is all I want
    Rip every single head off but it's all in fun
    The competition don't exist
    We don't follow them
    They follow us
    Hoping to get a glance of a better me
    See I got the juice and I got the crackers
    I got the wine but they got it backwards
    Whoever thought that religion could be this good
    But then turned all of us rappers to pastors
    Communion to union
    If dopeness is plastered all over the wall and they ain't even ask us
    My God is the Father
    You know He came after
    The gangsters the orphans and all of us bastards
    Adopted and now some options
    Have been presented to me
    I'm like an automatic
    Weapon on a mercenary
    They just want to see the blood
    They don't want to see the heavy
    Heart attached to it, aww
    Even though I'm good and ready
    Able to deliver whatever the
    Situation is calling for
    I am capable of more than playing roles
    Awkward, then it's our turn
    To do the opposite
    Now its very obvious
    Who can hold they own


    [Verse 3: Beleaf]
    Pick em out, pick em off, pick em up
    Tell em pick a team, sucker I got the juice
    Tell em pick a scene
    High IQ kinda like Raheem
    Used to show up to class like "Where the Visine?"
    You should do the right thing
    Kinda like my team
    Made bad moves
    On some really high dreams
    Walking through the tunnel
    Then we throw some hype dreams
    Everybody want to nibble it
    But then you biting
    Now the boy that started killing it
    And everybody feeling it
    Everybody want a little bit of lightning
    Boy I got the jug if you want the pew
    He makes it rain boy, you want to shoot?
    Didn't see why at first, I might take it now
    Step out my bathroom, had to take a bow
    I got the juice, I give the goosebumps
    I am the proof, I got the power

    This song was submitted on November 28th, 2016.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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