Yes, sir, once again it's on, Juicy J featuring Project Pat Chronicles of the Juiceman, North, North Part 2 Raise your thumbs up, my nigg' It's on, fool
right over See if he could fix the leak He rushed right in and he took a look Much to my surprise He said, my son it's not your sink It's teardrops from
house of wood, yeah Lord So you built you a house of stone You know it tore ya and scarred your bones You can't help be overwhelmed with joy 'Cause once again, once again
on leather, grippin' the grain Good weed, good drink, big money, we Rollin' in somethin' foreign, I'm leather grippin' grain I handle my business so I think
thinkin that a niggaplayamade didnt know I got a muthfuckin tight fade from that Flem, or was it that Joe, or was it that Judd you know how it go all
soon as you catch a case It's like clockwork homeboy, the shit never fails Soon as they think the party's over, everybody bails Could a sworn they was
fascinating demons flashing dreams of contempt Come on, self contained I'm my own metropolis Go against the grain for the throne of the populace Kingdoms I want em, hand em over
nobody considered me sane First time I got a whooping 'sRight where I begin Cuz what I did I told my mom I'd never do it again Round four years old and
't hear it Cause it's different from the streets, I'm missin' my hood now Missin' all the blocks, I'm surrounded by woods now It's supposed to be good
it on 160, we gonna get... [Tragedy] Look, I'm sayin' dun, we gonna keep it real, man (He ain't gonna do it to us again son! We gonna do it son!) Look
, throw up, and throw up a ten Now you know it?s a sin to tease, blow us again The sorcerer of intercourse - if it?s forced, it?s him Don?t fight the
how you slang you can get most anything From a nickel bag of grain, to a Lucy worth of cane Maintain communication Data here again Their leader is determined
trick, it was just crumb without the next straight up bullshit. i pulled the car over and i beat his ass down, for even trying to sell it even at a hundred
minute, but I think I want to end it ?Cuz I think I?m on a higher level when I go But the music I be doing it, be losing it I'mma make it really tough
lighter fluid, paper plates, 'cause we barbacuin' In a funky situation that's how we do it Chorus: Situation, baby it seems I'm in a situation again I fuckin' realize it
I didn't act right, live for the street life Yellin', "What it be like?", Nigga we Folks Money makin' hustlaz from the Westside and it shows In these past years, shit it
(Layzie Bone) It's the art, art of war, art of war It's the art, art of war, art of war It's the art, art of war, art of war It's the art, art of war,