Luyện nghe bài hát Juice

Give me, give me, give me the
Give me, give me, me, give me the juice

Another day in the life, no time for play I'm to cake,
High stakes survival, increasing my fire
Eyes dilated, aim my sight fly
If I ever want my record to see the of day
find a way, weight of the world need a lift
If we carry I know we gon' need a tip,
You're free to my man but I don't need a disk,
With the grip of tracks, it's nothing for me to skip,
We the creed of a breed and you never read and
you never see it son that's, if'n you ever see us,
My nemesis, why you a Ebenezer?
Ill be seein' sights on somethin' with seoritas,
Pro political peace, let 'em
With a Palestinian, or Lebanese,
Behold the horse I'm paler to be
I'm tryin to catch some while I'm the seven seas
I float my friends, scuttle my and we
in the struggle for energy,
I rock steadily in the spot or not
Pushin' my pronouns for plenty a pop,
I'm getting guap my man I got
To cop land and lay in in the hot sand,
I the Ledge', playin' my Roxanne,
Another dollar another day in the band,
juice!

Give me, give me, give me the
Give me, give me, me the juice

Crawling out of the casket, I woke madness,
been in the media feeding off the sadness,
If any an coming rattling as if,
He ready for now wet him in acid
I've in the back bitch, playing the sidekick
Surprised they the size of my dick,
blog and criticize the lines of my shit,
Straddle up on a alone and you ride dick,
get him a stretcher, an oxygen mask,
Socks and gym bags, box of Fast,
I lose weight, got a lot to get past,
For all that hate, I'm to get cash,
I ain't got a chain yet, you're the same vet,
Could say I'm lucky I made it out of a train wreck,
Want me to speed it up motherfucker it Tech
It's idiots study up on on the name check!
I zone in the canvas, I'm in the paint, they -- ready
I seven or eight I'm alive to aim steady
It's like me and Jason using the 'chete,
So 'Raw' I'm 'Delirious' it ain't Eddie!
It matter I don't chatter at all to y'all,
The new is out of an old catalog,
The instinct is of an old rabid dog,
Who might have been on that day but he got it all
juice!

Give me, give me, me the juice
Give me, give me, give me the

Wakin' him up, the fuck
Outta Pagans that are fornicatin'
With hate and lust,
Eatin' bloody and bacon with Satan
They can be taken by Yates
And I'm this blade in his guts,
Amazing to us raisin' a cup here's to,
Layin' the today who bathin' in blood Bedlam,
Might ya psyches dead for life he bled
But Ike to knife these Negras!
Bright ran away for the night I'm a
Hate my light when I stray see the fright,
I ... I innovate in the fight I'mma incinerate a mic!
Men obey when I write disintegrate!
It's over, soul of a
Chose to be cold and ya with vulgar
S'posed to be old but the gettin' bolder
And hoes lose clothes never holdin' they composure
juice! ... Bitch!

Give me, give me, give me the
Give me, give me, give me the