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juicemega & big malk – excelsior buckets lyrics

[verse 1]
i’m the big shot in the 4th quarter
score neck-and-neck
“give it to juice,” is what the coach ordered
buckets, i’m exactly what your team needs
too real for tv
you naggers bluffing, you use a green screen
cause i’ll never be down
tryna trick on me to keep me around
and no tricking me, you rstick out for pound
i let it float like a smoke cloud
as it dissipates, think of the stakes
you snakes are a joke now
i should k!ll em like earthquake, but i don’t need jake on my back
i wrestle with fuzz and shake free of that
on the ground, yelling, “stop resisting!”
take downtown, book me in, now my watch is missing
f that, air max, tgf cap
and something fly on my eyelids
sonning n-ggas crazy but i deny it
sh-t, they ain’t my kids
just another grape on the vine, for my divine wiz

[verse 2]
i treat a snake n-gga like a stranger
he asking me for my jack, i give the digits to my pager
the sh-t been dead for year, so i ain’t worried bout a text sent
since back in the 90s when marlon had all the x-men
and i don’t answer questions, i’ma keep it a stack
you ask me, “what’s good?”
i say, “chillin,” leave it that
keep my business on the low, not even god as my witness
if you ask me what i’m doing i might say to mind your business
with chick it’s the same way
sh-t i’m the same dre
they all wanna star in this trek like captain janeway
and truthfully, i couldn’t tell you why they f-ck with me
scuffing up their knees, i ain’t sh-t but they look up to me
so i’m kinda lying when trying to say i’m sucker free
but as a dog chasing the p-ssy, i’m barking up the tree
yeah, they all around me like some autumn leaves
and they know when the wind blow, get in the breeze

[verse 3]
i started rapping over a year ago
out the cage snapping, attacking, and it’s a miracle
you washed up f-ggots still at it, the sh-t’s hysterical
put on your track sit back, and start laughing
you n-ggas terrible
word, y’all ain’t f-ckin with mega man
naggers getting hot with flows dry as the desert sand
back to the drawing board, devise up a better plan
cause talent; you don’t have it, trade you habit with an addict
y’all ain’t getting better at it, and it’s been a while
start swag-rapping in snapbacks, n-gga, switch your style
to get yourself a little cream, build yourself a little team
get a couple tatted sleeves, and squeeze into some skinny jeans
the fat n-gga would say that, right?
but it’s like, i’m super nice, you can say that twice
on the mic i’m the nightmare that’s testing your soul’s caliber
traveling the world like ak-ma, looking for challengers
yeah, it’s the premiere word arranger
the child who the wis-m-n were guided to in the manger
in the booth i’m known for upstaging your crew
kid, it’s juice, the dude to whom that all praises are due
get a suit, because soon comes the day you should rue
got a noose, to turn you all to the strangest of fruit
and you’ll be swaying when the wind blows
there’s tint on my window, i’m peeking into mens’ souls
tg til the end, though

- juicemega big malk lyrics

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