Juice (Know the Ledge) * lyrics

Artist  : Rakim 
Song : Juice (Know the Ledge) *
 


* - Originally appeared on the Juice
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Sip the juice cuz I got enough to
go around,
And the thought takes place
uptown
I grew up on the sidewalk where I
learned street talk,
And then taught to hawk
New York-
I go to Queens for queens to get the
crew from Brooklyn,
Make money in Manhattan and
never been tooken,
Go Uptown and the Bronx to
boogie down,
Get strong on the Island,
recoupe, and lay around.
Time to bulid my
juice back up-
Props back up, suckers get
smacked up
Don't doubt the clout, you know
what I'm about
Knocking niggaz off, knocking
niggaz out
Shaking em up, waking em
up
Raking em up, breaking em up...
Standing
on shaky grounds too close to the edge
Let's
see if I know the ledge

Corners' trifling
'cause shorty's here
I get cock-d liffin'
forty's of beer;
Here's a sip for the crew
that's deceased,
If I get revenge, then they
rest in peace.

Somebody's got to suffer, I
just might spare one-
And give a brother a fair
one!
Stay alert and on "p's".
And I do work
with these- like Hercules,
Switch to southpaw,
split your right jaw
'Cause I don't like y'all,
I'm hype when night fall.
Smooth but I move
like an army
Bulletproof down in case brothers
try to bomb me,
Putting brothers to rest like
Elliot ness
'Cause I don't like
stress
Streets ain't a place for innocent
bystanders to stand
Nutting's gonna stop the
plan
I'll chill like Pacino, kill like
DeNiro
Black Gambino, die like a
hero
Living on shaky grounds too close to the
edge
Let's see if I know the
ledge!

Shells lay around on the
battleground
Dead bodies are found throughout
the town.
Tried to put shame in my game to
make a name, I'm a
Put it on a bullet, put it
in your brain.
Rip the block like a
buckshot,
Who cares where it goes, just keep
the casket closed,
No remorse when a life is
lost
I paid my dues- paid the cost!
...And
my pockets are still fat,
Wherever I'm at, I
get the welcome mat.
Even if my crew steep
with one deep
I attract attention, people like
to peep
So come say hi to the badguy
Don't
say goodbye, I don't plan to die!
'Cause I get
loose and I got troops
And crazy juice!
In
control of many like Ayatollah Khomeini
Hang
out wit Smith and Wesson, don't try to play
me.
I'm at war alot, like Anwar Sadat..
But
no warning shot, my gun is warm alot.
When I
cook beef, the smoke will never clear,
Areas
in fear but this here's a fear!
Living life
too close to the edge
Hoping that I know the
ledge....

A brand new morn, no time to
yawn
Shower's on, power's on
Late for
school, I catch the train
Girls sip "Cristal"
and whisper my name
I push up like an
exercise,
Check the intellect and inspect the
thighs
Select the best one, pull her to the
side
Keep her occupied for the rest of the
ride
Read my resume she's know I'm 'ready
cool
Just meet me after school,
We can moan
and groan until your mom come home ,
And you be
calling me Al "dope" Capone.
Sweatin' me, she
didn't want to let me loose-
Come get me,
that's if you want to sip the juice
Cause the
streets await me, so I take my gun off
safety
Cause alot of niggaz hate me
Coming
out of the building, they set me up
Sprayed
wit automatics, they wet me up
In a puddle of
blood, I lay close to the edge
I guess I
didn't know the ledge.....