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Sometimes the illest cats don't get record deals
Sometimes the illest cats roam the streets
Underground legends
Cats you never heard of
But everybody know they the 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 playwright
I represent the underground world, it's a unique scene
Thеre's no record deals, no vidеos 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 the 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 sent the game to entertain
I might never pimp that '75 to cop that blue range rover
But even if I don't remain sober
I'ma score double digits till the f**kin' game’s over

Whether they signed or unsigned
Platinum more wax for...platinum in the streets
Whether they signed or unsigned
Platinum more wax for...platinum in the streets
Whether they signed or unsigned
Platinum more wax for...platinum in the streets
Whether they signed or unsigned
Platinum more wax for...platinum in the streets

I don't care if I'm right, wrong, or in between
All night long I pimp the scene they said I couldn't write songs
I intervene
Don't think because the battle rhymes are what I'm known 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 your 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
Acceptin' no less than excellence, that's how the 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 sh*t discussed my mob bosses eatin' shrimp and sh*t
Those with intellect they understand the way I wrote it
But the average mind can take 5 years to decode it

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?
Every 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 f**kin' 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 f**k around and play me somebody else's demo
J-U ya'll n****s all know what his name is
The cat that got famous
By never being famous
I'll probably roam the underground streets for all time
Signed sincerely JUICE the unsigned

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