Knowledge

[Hook] (Scratches) Ya ya ya-ya, you know the rules to the game (Statik Selektah) Ya ya ya-ya, you know the rules to the game Ya ya ya-ya, you know the rules to the game Ya, you know, ya, you know, ya-ya, ya, you know the rules to the game [Verse 1: Just Juice] It could of been economics, though the topic been ebonics Since I learned to talk, Big L and Pac, my source of knowledge A force, I'm on it, won't flop, but the shots I'm calling Captain up in this cockpit, soaring so check the mileage I'mma ride forever, but my bitch's checking finished Destined to livin' lavish, and never to set the limit I'm passion driven, and passing you while you wishing for nice things That glisten, never sacrifice your vision My mission to keep it solid got me topping fedda Fit for Double XL, but I'm set to excell et cetera Never latest letterman, said I'm great as the veterans My plethora of rhetorics they persuaded America To let 'em enter the game for the sake of betterment Reel 'em in with hooks and lines to sink, and settle then I'm never chilling, till opposition diminished Opposition at the finish, y'all still at the line of scrimmage [Hook] [Verse 2: Just Juice] You know I'm passionate, craft this quicker than Cassius Sonny, listen when I'm rapping, I'm spitting like I was rabid Action in the back of the Acura was immaculate She tried to give me lip, I hit her with ejaculate We sippin' sax and whippin' the ass in-out the sax fit I'll understand the game, I have to live it lavish All you want's a hundred million dollars and a bad bitch?! Don't last to think the last of me turn to ashes Hands green as yo cabbage, fiesting and never fasting Living in my means, believe I'm past the average Back to the matter, it's thinner, my pockets fatter Cream filled to the seems, like cake and it made me batter Vernacular, so spectacular, deeper than Excalibur Featured on any caliber, that of a craft master After the math, if you shady, you get subtracted Statik Selektah magic and lace the track with it afterwards [Hook]