no way imma let a motherfucker come stop me. Juvenile You can't stop the train little nigga, im a chew chew. Probably ain't feelin like me cos you ain't
the city on fire and I didn't even try Run these streets all day, I can sleep when I die, ayy 'Cause if you lookin' for me you can find me On the block
to kick this party up, is that alright? [ ROUND 1: Ice-T ] Yo, Yo, MC Ice on a Syndicate Rhyme spree You say you wanna be down, you gotta talk to me You
irrelevant Just don't let your emotions over power your intelligence Refuse to give up, your mistakes don't define you They don't dictate where you headin', they remind you
'mma ride, you can die if you want to But all them real soul jahz come on move! Get your suits on, boots on its Juvenile T H U G that's thug we be (T
tippin you twenties 'cause you cold with that shit that you do...ya mood shocked me unlike these other hoes in ya crew you don't jock me I'd like to
you smell what Tical cookin' Ain't tryin' to see central bookin' so tell ya goon stop lookin' 'Know What You Did Last Summer', so I started hookin' You
can't tell Everybody and their hoochies, when you do it, do it well Let me see you take it off Girl, go and take it off We can even do it slow We can
morn You doin' them jeans, yea black, you need to stop it It looks like you got a loaf of bread in your pocket Should have followed you first mind and snatch you
I'm driving you Lil mamma my shit together I ain't jiving you I don't think that nigga could do you better than I could do, you know The Juvenile from
you die This ain't about me, this is 'bout somethin' that's spoke You know runnin' with a nigga while you cuttin' his throat Oh you loose lip bitches get hung from a rope, you
ass Big fine I ain't even trippin' and I know you ain't trippin' ?Cause you know you wore that there tonight for me You understand what I'm sayin'? Let me
yeah Girl, you looks good, won't you back that azz up? You's a fine motherfucker, won't you back that azz up? Call me Big Daddy when you back that azz
the shine right And if it don't blind bitches When them lights hit the wrist You won't be stickin' shit, you be lickin' this All my hard core niggas, what you
Juvenile voice: I love my music, my nasty music, it makes me happy, when I am sad, You don't know how, how much I love it, please don't take my 2 Live
through my life with a permanent frown But still you stood by me and you got me here safely Never turned away from me when others lost faith in me Even
