JUVENILE lyrics - Rejuvenation

Lost My Mind

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I lost my mind All drinks on me, all drinks on me [x4] All drinks on Mr Mardi Gras alias Juvenile You can stand there by the bar and drinking bitch smooth And I'm about to drink a drink I didn't choose I don't know you but I still fuck with you, get used. I got them hoes and they're drinking like a waterfall Pop's in the corner, mad at me, I got his daughter bouncing Looking at her go, she's got skills throwing that ass at me And like she's going on wheels pointing that glass at me Swa-swallow, yeah, baby, just swallow, Swallow, swallow 'till the bottle get hollow. Get the money, folks and all the women gonna follow I ain't gonna tell you niggas, you know I lost my mind All drinks on me, all drinks on me [x4] Slow it down in case you're drinking too fast If you gotta go to work tomorrow morning, too bad And I'm another when you get the news flash When your people tell to aim at the urge is news cash Drink that shit, pour that shit You're working with a quarter bottle, automote that shit Buy your own drugs, bitch, I don't support that shit And don't you nigga drink and drive, I don't promote that shit I got the owner chilling, the bartenders running Couple tables are aces, got twenty more of them coming We ain't a building, stoned, yeah, me and my youngin My people always tell me all the time I lost my mind All drinks on me, all drinks on me [x4] Meet me by the bar, you hear me? But next time you're treating, you got me? I lost my mind All drinks on me, all drinks on me [x7] I lost my mind.

Drink & Dial

JAMES OTTO "Sunset Man"
Well my good buddy John likes to tie one on And get drunk on Friday nights And he’s just fine till the beer and shine combine Then he’s Jekyll and Hyde Starts cussin’ ’bout his boss and the job he lost And what he’d like to say to him Then he reaches for his cell says what the hell And that’s when I step in and I say [Chorus:] Friends don’t let their friends drink and dial Don’t let their fingers do the walkin’ when they’re whiskey wild ’Cause they’re gonna wake up in the morning with a poundin’ in their heads And they’re gonna wish to God they could take back all the things they said So when you see your buddy reachin’ for the phone Say friend wait awhile ’Cause friends don’t let their friends drink and dial Well my sister Diane lost her man To her best old ex-girlfriend Now the only time he crosses her mind Is when the margaritas set in She’ll start thinkin’ ’bout his blue eyes winkin’ And how he used to rock her world She steps out in the hall to make booty call And I say hold on girl because [Chorus] It ain’t ever been a good idea To reach out and touch someone When you’re flying high half outta of your mind Blowin’ a .21 and I say [Chorus] You know friends don’t let their friends Drink and dial

Mind Playin Tricks On Me

GETO BOYS "We Can't Be Stopped"
Intro: Scarface I sit alone in my four-cornered room staring at candles Oh that shit is on? Heh Let me drop some shit like this here Real smooth Verse One: Scarface At night I can't sleep, I toss and turn Candle sticks in the dark, visions of bodies being burned Four walls just staring at a nigga I'm paranoid, sleeping with my finger on the trigger My mother's always stressing I ain't living right But I ain't going out without a fight See, everytime my eyes close I start sweatin, and blood starts comin out my nose It's somebody watchin' the Ak' But I don't know who it is, so I'm watchin my back I can see him when I'm deep in the covers When I awake I don't see the motherfucker He owns a black hat like I own A black suit and a cane like my own Some might say take a chill, B But fuck that shit, there's a nigga trying to kill me I'm poppin' in a clip when the wind blows Every twenty seconds got me peeping out my window Investigating the joint for traps Checking my telephone for taps I'm staring at the woman on the corner It's fucked up when your mind is playing tricks on you Verse Two: Willie D I make big money, I drive big cars Everybody know me, it's like I'm a movie star But late at night, somethin ain't right I feel I'm being tailed by the same sucker's head lights Is it that fool that I ran off the block Or is it that nigga last week that I shot Or is it the one I beat for five thousand dollars Thought he had 'caine but it was Gold Medal Flour Reach under my seat, grabbed my popper for the suckers Ain't no use to be lying, I was scareder than a motherfucker But they're laughing at pow pies and buried that quick If it's going down let's get this shit over with Here they come, just like I figured I got my hand on the motherfucking trigger What I saw'll make your ass start giggling Three black, crippled and crazy senior citizens I live by the sword I take my boys everywhere I go Because I'm paranoid I keep looking over my shoulder and peeping around corners My mind is playing tricks on me Verse Three: Scarface Day by day it's more impossible to cope I feel like I'm the one that's doing dope Can't keep a steady hand because I'm nervous Every Sunday morning I'm in service Playing for forgiveness And trying to find an exit out of the business I know the Lord is looking at me But yet and still it's hard for me to feel happy I often drift while I drive Havin fatal thoughts of suicide BANG and get it over with And then I'm worry-free, but that's bullshit I got a little boy to look after And if I died then my child would be a bastard I had a woman down with me But to me it seemed like she was down to get me She helped me out in this shit But to me she was just another bitch Now she's back with her mother Now I'm realizing that I love her Now I'm feeling lonely My mind is playing tricks on me Verse Four: Bushwick Bill This year Halloween fell on a weekend Me and Geto Boyz are trick-or-treating Robbing little kids for bags Till an old man got behind our ass So we speeded up the pace Took a look back and he was right before our face We'd be in for a squable no doubt So I swung and hit the nigga in his mouth He was going down, we figured But this was no ordinary nigga He stood about six or seven feet Now, that's the nigga I'd been seeing in my sleep So we triple-teamed on him Dropping them motherfuckin B's on him The more I swung the more blood flew Then he disappeared and my boys disappeared, too Then I felt just like a fiend It wasn't even close to Halloween It was dark as fuck on the streets My hands were all bloody from punching on the concrete God damn, homie My mind is playing tricks on me

Affirmative Action II

AZ "Decade 1994-2004"
[Foxy Brown] Protect this nigga for the necklace I though of the death wish The pretty slim sex shit the rep this Remember Fox said this We on some neck shit, we blessed this The scars on our back, we met this The live form, the 25 sentence to keep my eyes on 'em I'm straight, knowing Allah shine on 'em Shitty drugs and drama I present 3 pretty thugs in the dime mama Feelin the rest, its illa chest when booked through the kiss of death It was over and we layed out Chill I was hoping of the way he ate out It was real, for real I was fuckin with Mills and he was fragile We wildin, the brown stallion, stay stallon On the low foulin the whole Firm wildin You lucked it, I know the trick bitch he fucked wit On some duck shit, heard through the grave that she sucked it Firm: Sos and Esco, mad loco, Fox and Mega for whatever And through this cheddar, we going to stay family until we fry though The fam will never split even if one of us die though Along with our get-go, we gonna blaze bricko Peeped the nana, sweet taboo the firm tattoo on the dada Now tell me what crew hold it down like we do dada [AZ] Til the death of us murders moves persue efflux Ice necklace high price dress executives Peep the grammar, slim built strong stamina 44 nickel plate long with the silencer Play for keeps in the shut eyes, you stay sleep Shit remain deep cause shells thrown at range jeep Giuliani suite got all the kings going at creek Devil light beers, now who left controllin the streets? No intelligent, strictly slow niggaz mind we negligence It's evident, past vest up, bring your residence We often livin heavy weight firm division Mind, I check mine, eating swine cause my religion You know the steeze, take game cock and squeeze It's the prophecy, not the philosophy Socrates Next up... [Cormega:] {Yo I believe that's me} Aiiyo Mega represent for the family [Cormega] Aiyo, the feds got me in the top 10 Cause when my crew I got knocked in My 4-4 main cocked in My sinister mind shines like dillenger Mega exhausted baby face crime emperor Yo, life is based on poachers and grease And peep the way drugs feed thug nigga sees I seen niggaz light up, hand cuffed and tied up Coke price rise when drugs supply dry up The millennium drives up Rims semi blind your eyes temporarily Mind Mega be heavily arm for felonies Shine you could never see, the next fat cat out NYC It Was Written like, ghetto life hieroglyphics, livin Since my real niggaz bailed me out of prison I'm not schemed cause the narcotics team in Queens Have more dollars than the knowledge of fiends My dreams is the legacy of Montana treasury Fake thugs could even take slugs or bury me [Nas] To all thorough breads taking corners y'all need to join us Firm most powerful nation of rap performers High class, generals, confident paying loyals Sweef as Oscar Delahoya green baret warriors Face I peep like 'em like the J. Kennedy tape In a new with dudes bustin all in the face Another word you see threw My men build Sugar Hill from a sweet tooth We all eat, cause I speak the truth and educated Black youth's street diploma, teach Greeks and Romans But the legacy was stolen, it's a Firm thing genuinely gleam I wrote theme on how to sell millions While y'all crabs mad at your promotion team I roll with nicest, fox, the black ices, push your Benz without license Gear, tight as bike clips, Nas got 19 wifees 7 shiesties, non of them pizies, 3 white meat under tight jeans Wildin, big links is heavy like wink that you shoot on your pitbull neck While feeding him raw steak, its court take, more cake I take the crown of the so called king of the town and lock it down [Outro: Jungle] Yea dunn, that shit dunn, y'all niggaz ripped that shit yo Word is born, thats that real shit, for all y'all fake motherfuckers out there yo Thats how we do it from Queensbridge nigga, The Firm What This is Jungle, yo big Jungle boy what? Y'all niggaz don't want it yo Stoute, if these niggaz don't know right now, yo Fuck all them niggaz then

Too Far Gone

Incognito "100° and Rising"
(J.P. Maunick/G. Harvey) He wanted to believe that the Field was his to play Say's he's happy that she's gone away Any fool can tell she's here to stay From his mind she would never stray He's trying to hide it But inside the pain can't be denied I guess he's too far gone No he's spendin' all his time tryin' To tell the world he's free Depp inside he know he'll never be And now it seems that he's lost the key He's like a raft driftin' out at sea He's tryin' to to fake it But the sadness is all that he can feel I guess that he's too far gone He cannot see that as he talks He's takin' a road that is goin' nowhere There's no tellin' hime, he's too far gone He's walkin' down the street lookin' sure of himself today He's never short of things to say In his mind he knows he's lost his way It's the proce he has to pay. Gone too far Too far gone Gone too far Too far gone

Back Of My Lac'

J. HOLIDAY "Back Of My Lac'"
[Rap:] This is for my pimps this is for my hustlas Diamonds in the back Lac' drivin' muthafuckas If ya gettin high smoke one for me If ya gettin drunk it bettter be Hennessy This is fo rmy chicks lookin good in they whips Smokin dro drinkin yac real sexy when they sip What's my name? Uncle James family rest in peace [Verse 1:] I grew up in a house with my mother Didn't have my punk asss father Cuz he felt it was his time to move on It seems when I got a bit older The world got a lil bit colder And I had to learn everything on my own I think about where I been and where I am Oh and I know I got so far to go But ya'll don't hear me So when I don't even feel like Thinkin about it or talkin bout it This is where I goo you can find me [Hook:] Sittin in the back of my Lac Smokin my dro sippin my yac yea Yeah, Yeah [x4] [Verse 2:] Sometimes I don't Know if I want To keep on going So I go and I be alone I get in my car I hit the boulevard I park then I sit I spark then I sip And I smoke and, and I drink and, and it helps me clear my mind I said I smoke and, and I drink and, and it helps me clear my mind I said I smoke and, and I drink and, and it helps me clear my mind Helps me clear my Mind! [Hook] [Rap: ] Some nights I get Xo tipsy Other mights I get Louie the 13th pissy By myself? Damn right on my lonesome Cuz I get sick and tired of niggas callin when they want somthing So I get off in my pearl white Lac' With my sunroof top And a diamond in the back I sip my yac and smoke my weed Niggas if you thug sang this song with me [Vamp:] DIamond in the back Sunroof top Just diggini the scene wit a gangsta lean whoo whoo [x3]

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