[Juice]

Sometimes tha illest cats don't get record deals [laugh]

Sometimes the illest cats roam the streets….

Underground legends

Cats you never heard of,

But everybody know they tha nicest

This is for them cats….



When I design rhyme in daylight

Or primetime I stay tight

I walk the fine line between an emcee and a play right

I represent the underground world, it's a unique scene

There's no record deals, no videos and street teams

I do shows to keep green

I know I'm not a star man, I'm signed to myself

And my mic's my A&R man

In double nine I guess it's just a sign of tha times

The spotlight that I've been looking for is finally mine

I never thought about the dough when I'm designing my rhyme

As long as I can reach my peoples over vinyl I'm fine

It ain't about that

I opened up for cats who ain't as dope as me

While I rip the flow, they lips sink, the show hopelessly

From Heaven I was set to game to entertain

I may never pimp that '75 ta cop that blue range rover

But even if I don't remain sober

I'ma score double digits till the fuckin' games over



[Canibus] "Whether they signed or unsigned"

[Redman] "Platinum more wax for..platinum in tha streets"



I don't care if I'm right, wrong , or in between

All night long I pimp tha scene they said I couldn't write songs, 

I intervene

Don't think because the battle rhymes are what I'm know for

I can't out write the best of em, or rip the microphone

Raw my words are deep

Keep my tape handy when you're buzzin

Let my thoughts deep inside ya dome,

Tell a cousin or friend play my CD when you guzzlin' Gin

Come down but then recite it when you buzzin' again

You must respect the flow

Point blank I'm a professional

Exceptin' no less than excellence, that's how tha session go

Embracin' my Rhyme, when I'm gone who's replacin' mine?

I trace a line that transcend all space and time

I implement infinite lyrics that are intricate

The type of shit discussed my mob bosses eatin' shrimp and shit

Those with intellect they understand how I wrote it

But the average mind can take 5 years to decode it



[Chorus: scratche]

[Canibus] "Whether they signed or unsigned"

[Redman] "Platinum more wax for..platinum in tha streets"



Gradually I drift off imagining me

The baddest emcee, wondering what my status will be

A little local battle emcee who never made the grade?

Or a gifted lyricist who used to spit with razor blades?

Ever time I win the battles they dissected my words

I'll probably never get the props or the respect I deserve

The magazines claim I wrote my battle rhymes like they knew me

Then they wanna call the next day and fuckin' interview me

Do I really have props?

Is it really that stable 

when they ask me to freestyle when I walk up into labels?

When they take me for lunches and drinks inside they limos?

And fu#k around and play me somebody else's demo

J-U ya'll niggaz all know what his name is

The Cat that got famous

By never being famous

I'll probably roam the underground scene for all times

Signed sincerely JUICE the unsigned



[Canibus] "Whether they signed or unsigned"

[Redman] "Platnum more wax for..platnum in tha streets"