Nasty Freestyle - Molemen, Juice

«I do some nasty shit» — Eddie Murphy

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Uh.

Big Juice.

2 double zero uno.

«Nasty».

PNS.

Molemen in the house

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My nigga Memo in the house.

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Ayo, this is how the shit run

The job I’ma get done

My sick tongue, spit one

Leave your whole shit numb

Bass go inside, coincidin' with the kick drum

Competition, just one

Victim, I lick one

Shot

The outcome, I murder for my income

Never to be outdone, the scale of one to ten son

Shit, I got good ones to great ones and then some

Cities, I ain’t never been the type to represent one

I recite the poem cause I light your zone

And my home is where I roam on the microphone

Whenever the mic is on, I’m like Capone

I murder minus the syphilis

Rewind it when I kick this

Big Juice got flow as God is my witness

I scoop hot hoes and I’ma die with the slickness

When the spot blow, J slide with the sickness

Top flow

But I’m still down to ride with the quickness

Nasty nigga

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Nasty nigga

Named Juice

Nasty nigga

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Nasty nigga

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Molemen in the house

I’m well known for the free but my pen is just as deadly

I can come up off my dome if they behead me

Rappers need to slow down, I put the flow down

In your town I rule like I’m Judge Joe Brown

When it’s all said and done, Big Juice will go down

As a vicious body puncher that ends it in fo' rounds

I’m one plane trip away from ruinin' your program

Compose for the hood like Rembrandt and Shopan

Men can’t throw hands against me that’s useless

I leave cats senseless, tryin' to call truces

But once they all defenseless, it ain’t no excuses

I’m happy to commence if death is what he chooses

Anything J.U.

touch, J.U.

bruises

Winners don’t pop the damn corks with the losers

I’m action

Either I can make 'em obey

Or like subtraction, the coroner can take 'em away

Nasty nigga

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Nasty nigga

Named Juice

Nasty nigga

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Nasty nigga

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I’m one step ahead of these niggas, I stay up

Most MC’s hate every mic that J touch

To find me you gotta look way way up

Cause most nigga rap but they never say much

Like Nextel phones I can break y’all up

I roll with the heat that’ll make y’all duck

I only squeeze once and I ate y’all up

My lyrics just fuckin' devastate, y’all suck

When my tec spray

Don’t have your neck in my way

I’ll have your broad readin' about your ass the very next day

Juice is bad to the bone like a fuckin' X-Ray

And I don’t even spit unless I collect pay

I’m a flame in the game, can’t wait to burn

But like gettin' a county check, I had to wait my turn

I must break you

So what’s next for all y’all to follow?

These motherfuckers coughin' up blood like Apollo

«I do some nasty shit» — Eddie Murphy

Oh that was it?

«Nasty»

Molemen in the house

«I do some nasty shit» — Eddie Murphy

«Nasty»