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*   Originally appeared on the Juice sndtrk 

Sip the juice cuz I got enough to go around  
And the thought takes place uptown 
I grew up on the sidewalk where I learned street talk  
And then taught to hawk New York  
I go to Queens for queens to get the crew from Brooklyn  
Make money in Manhattan and never been tooken  
Go Uptown and the Bronx to boogie down  
Get strong on the Island, recoupe, and lay around. 
Time to bulid my juice back up- 
Props back up, suckers get smacked up 
Don't doubt the clout, you know what I'm about 
Knocking niggaz off, knocking niggaz out 
Shaking em up, waking em up 
Raking em up, breaking em up... 
Standing on shaky grounds too close to the edge 
Let's see if I know the ledge 

Corners' trifling 'cause shorty's here 
I get cock-d liffin' forty's of beer; 
Here's a sip for the crew that's deceased, 
If I get revenge, then they rest in peace. 

Somebody's got to suffer, I just might spare one- 
And give a brother a fair one! 
Stay alert and on "p's". 
And I do work with these- like Hercules, 
Switch to southpaw, split your right jaw 
'Cause I don't like y'all, I'm hype when night fall. 
Smooth but I move like an army 
Bulletproof down in case brothers try to bomb me, 
Putting brothers to rest like Elliot ness 
'Cause I don't like stress 
Streets ain't a place for innocent bystanders to stand 
Nutting's gonna stop the plan 
I'll chill like Pacino, kill like DeNiro 
Black Gambino, die like a hero 
Living on shaky grounds too close to the edge 
Let's see if I know the ledge! 

Shells lay around on the battleground 
Dead bodies are found throughout the town. 
Tried to put shame in my game to make a name, I'm a 
Put it on a bullet, put it in your brain. 
Rip the block like a buckshot, 
Who cares where it goes, just keep the casket closed, 
No remorse when a life is lost 
I paid my dues- paid the cost! 
...And my pockets are still fat, 
Wherever I'm at, I get the welcome mat. 
Even if my crew steep with one deep 
I attract attention, people like to peep 
So come say hi to the badguy 
Don't say goodbye, I don't plan to die! 
'Cause I get loose and I got troops 
And crazy juice! 
In control of many like Ayatollah Khomeini 
Hang out wit Smith and Wesson, don't try to play me. 
I'm at war alot, like Anwar Sadat.. 
But no warning shot, my gun is warm alot. 
When I cook beef, the smoke will never clear, 
Areas in fear but this here's a fear! 
Living life too close to the edge 
Hoping that I know the ledge.... 

A brand new morn, no time to yawn 
Shower's on, power's on 
Late for school, I catch the train 
Girls sip "Cristal" and whisper my name 
I push up like an exercise, 
Check the intellect and inspect the thighs 
Select the best one, pull her to the side 
Keep her occupied for the rest of the ride 
Read my resume she's know I'm 'ready cool 
Just meet me after school, 
We can moan and groan until your mom come home , 
And you be calling me Al "dope" Capone. 
Sweatin' me, she didn't want to let me loose- 
Come get me, that's if you want to sip the juice 
Cause the streets await me, so I take my gun off safety 
Cause alot of niggaz hate me 
Coming out of the building, they set me up 
Sprayed wit automatics, they wet me up 
In a puddle of blood, I lay close to the edge 
I guess I didn't know the ledge.....

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