Got Juice?

I see a lot of motherfuckers thinking they got juice

But when it comes to beef they be wantin to call a truce

Not me man I was born to battle rap

This is my habitat I flip verses like an acrobat

No need to grab a strap words are my weapon

MCs are my target they'll be murdered in a second

You heard I was wreckin but obviously didn't listen

don't wanna feel threatened better think before dissin

I'm telling you right now you don't wanna diss me ya soft

Stupid mothafucker your gonna end up pissin me off

That ain't very bright see I can freestyle and write

if I end up losing the battle then bitch we can fight

Really it's black and white theres no grey area

My mind ain't right man I'm sick like Malaria

I'm sorry I'm scarin ya I'm labeled as mean

I'm a fuckin nightmare but dog I'm livin the dream

Serve ya whole team then I'll get the ones in the bleachers

Go to church Sunday and slap the nuns and the preachers

Son you can't teach this don't like me then eat shit

Sarcastic mothafucker I was just being facetious

I'm sorta like Jesus eatin rappers like Reese's

You can lock up your daughter's then I'm fuckin ya nieces

Rippin rappers to pieces I know nobody needs this

I'm just thinkin out loud hopin nobody sees this