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whitenoise (rapper) – next 2 blow lyrics

they don’t want to see me make it
better get with the movement or get out of my way
this ones for pac!

i got the the juice, i got the juice, i got the juice, i got the juice, man i’m the next to blow! (i got the juice)
i’m the next to blow! (i got the juice)
i got the the juice, i got the juice, i got the juice, i got the juice, man i’m the next to blow! (i got the juice)
i’m the next to blow! (i got the juice)

(look)

i’m whitenoise can’t you tell, only deal with what is dealt, spitting flows so hot i can make a diamond melt!
i’m the champion where’s my belt, got the look that you can sell
man i’m trying to be getting more cheese then chucky himself!
got these words and these nouns to make my whole city proud
you can say i’m mole, yeah i been underground
these haters soaking it up, like they holding shamwow’s
my names whitenoise because i’m drowning all the other sounds out!
did you get the message, no we are not texting, but yes it is a blessing to
hear me up in the present
man all these girls thirsty and i’m a nice beverage
i’m not a soap opera but i’m young and i’m restless
just a regular guy man i’m trying to get to heaven
i’m the truth, period man end of the sentence
if you wanna learn bro you can get a lesson
i’m a nice guy and i got good intentions
i live up in the moment, i know i have to stay focused
and all these people can disappear like its hocus pocus
i’m an emcee so ferocious, man i’m smoother then some lotion
i’mma keep flowing and staying in motion hoping you notice

(alright i’m going back in.)

i k!ll the beat, and now it’s deceased
i say rest in peace for those lost in the streets
put some hate on my plate you just giving me more to eat

consuming all these rappers, you in the belly of a beast
i’mma animal, naturally cold hearted
no one tells me what to do, no drill sergeants
i am hip hop let me take you where it started
i designed my own image because i am an artist
i lived up in the streets sense i came up out the whom
i spit harder then what i cow boy does to a spittoon
i’m the weapon of choice, -ss-ssin’s perfect tool
i got the fire you haters have what become my fuel
that’s right i’m blowing up, ya being incinerated
i opened my third eye i can’t lose concentration
your style is confiscated, myself i originated
your boy whitenoise is buzzing like i’m heavily intoxicated
i’m so sick man someone please call me a medic
i’m making impressions while these dudes acting faker then wrestling
is this impressive, i’m just doing me and what i was destined
these bars are going over your head like i’m military pressing

(this a gl-ss city record)

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