Power

JU, Overall, Conglom It's like three-thirty in the morning and we Sitting here talking about money power so, I Decided to get a little verse together and drop At the tape and let y'all know what we feelin' Ya know. I hope you niggas ain't trying to rap for free [Verse 1] Not this my eyes are closed and my casket drops I swear never again will I rap for props I'm tryin' to quake up the block like an aftershock With some speakers, y'all could feel from probly half a block I'm trying to, dine discretely on Vinalpee street I shop in Wankekee, rocking a daschiki And I refuse to be these local cats Cause I don't heard your little mix down I'm knowing where your vocals at Y'all cats ain't real rappers when the mic is off They got to cut and paste your vocals likes it's Microsoft I'm quite different, I used to like dissin' Now I drop at the tape to escape from life's prison At every Juice show, they find a mic missing So don't hate my name, let the JU-ICE glisten And critics, they need to stop, putting him in a box We out for power and respect, like a kim in the locks [Hook] + (Overall) I got my flow, gangsta clothes, sticky dro and all that tho' But, it just don't matter to me. It's the money and the power Money and the power. That's all that matters to me *That's all that matters to a nigga these days* [Verse 2] I'm trying to co-host Oprah, overdose on cho-cha Cristale martini glasses, coach coasters Finally I'm one with the rhyme at last I heard a cat say "Ju-Ice, time had passed" But I craft the lines like a mastermind Do your research, I was just passing time J, I spit lyrics that'll ring in your mind So you better raise your bars like the Cingular sign Plus, I grew up around some ignorant street kids And they don't really care what part of the heat is I got places to go, people to feed In rap, I do not have an equal indeed *let's proceed* I'm coming a floss The only one that been througn more pain is the one on the cross And no, this ain't a movie like CB4 Hugo, boss Conglomerate CEO [Hook] + (Overall) In my crew, I can't lose, all my dudes rocking jewels cause They know what matters to me. It's the money and the power Money and powers. That's all that matters to me [Verse 3] And your boy got these broke rappers mad at me Cause with no deal, I still be living lavishly Plus, any verse I spit will cost you half a key I'm a titan, and you don't want to clash with me I'm tryng to sneak up on the rap game casually Until there's No Limit to my paper like Master P Too furious, I live my life fast and free There's one Juice, there'll never be another after me G, the flow crazy as hell And the CD done, we gon' drop it like David Terrel Plus, now-a-day, everything I'm making it sell And I done came a long way fron an eight in the scale Ahh, Stop the hate, you cannot relate I'm only in it for the power baby, props can wait It's forty-nine to go jo, I got my state And that's how a real Conglomerate would operate [Hook] + (Overall) You do it all, cross the flow, snatching dough, pimping hoes But, all that don't matter to me. *Its not really important* It's the money and the power, money and the power. *Let's go* That's all that matters to me *That's all that matters to a nigga these days, you know.* [Spoken word] J-U, Conglomerate, the most dominant. Emac' on the track What up Julias. We are not playing with these niggas I'm gon' say one thing 'fore we get out of here. If you niggas Is rapping for free, you niggas is stupid than a mothafucka What the fuck are you niggas rapping for not to sell records Get your music up, hire some fucking musicians. J will Ghost-write your whole album for a couple grand. Just so we Could have Chicago looking hot. You niggas cannot see me Holla at me. Ahh. Overall