[Intro: Sample, Ruste Juxx & Mirage Black]
Thank you for coming out to see us
We're gonna go to work now, we hope you like this
Yo, yeah, yo, yeah
This ain't a game kid, Ruste Juxx
Mirage Black, top of the food chain
Brooknam, New Jerus', Brick City, 0711 Crown Ice
God goin' down
[Verse 1: Ruste Juxx]
From the streets like [?] guess who bangin'
Same niggas stuck you up, left you layin'
Freestyle cross you wacks off the top
G style, floss the stats, boss the block
Slam it in a bitch guts, jammin' with the hits what
Load the cannon with the clips, buck
Let's get real now, listen to the liver tone verbal spill now
Now when I roll with the [?], they say he took that swat scene
Kick in the door, they like where Juxx at?
Whether it's crook rap or pushin' cooked crack brody
I'ma get mines and never look back
Used to grab the gauge and pull to get paid in full
Now I charge up the charts like a ragin' bull
Nigga your clique nervous, quick to spit lip service
Some of y'all hustlers scared to flip burgers
Just another victim thrown in the [?] mission
That's the bottom line, stone cold, ass kickin'
Bust like Magnum Glock through Magnum rocks
Enable me to push a Jag' wagon on top
[Chorus: Ruste Juxx & Mirage Black]
A-yo we air 'em out, jump off East and West
North side throw it up, South side throw it up
A-yo while I get that, while I spit that
While I hit that, while I rip that
A-yo we air 'em out, jump off East and West
North side throw it up, South side throw it up
A-yo while I get that, while I spit that
While I hit that, while I rip that
[Verse 2: Mirage Black]
Yo, you analyze when 'Rage spit a cute 4-5's
Some fitted nickle Nines sendin' out pow-pow's, send it
Yo, who that? Mirage Black, you know the name dun
Don't play dumb, I aim guns and not the paint ones
Fuck that, chrome barrels a bar
And them dum-dum's blow bone marrow apart
Swing back, exactly clap at ya, make you run faster
Fuck it if I run out of bullets, I'll throw the gat at ya
For you fag ass feminine thugs
When I look into your eyes, I see a woman in love
Duct tape his mouth, shoot out moots rounds the blue pouch
And lose spouse, get raid four blocks [?] house
Why you spittin' out the side of your face?
That'll leave you with a mad shittin' outta your waist
Trust the facts, rush them black, bust the gats
Crown Heights in Jers', where the fuck you at?
[Chorus: Ruste Juxx & Mirage Black]
A-yo we air 'em out, jump off East and West
North side throw it up, South side throw it up
A-yo while I get that, while I spit that
While I hit that, while I rip that
A-yo we air 'em out, jump off East and West
North side throw it up, South side throw it up
A-yo while I get that, while I spit that
While I hit that, while I rip that
[Verse 3: Ruste Juxx & Mirage Black]
Pump the vol. to the max and watch how the crowd react
This hit sell across the map, right and exact
Due to the fact, Spence Bell. from that Tried By 12
Tracks cut 'em down like some drive-by shells
So boom it in your jeep kid, crank it in your leg
For baggin' to the groove of the wax then run it back
And tell that rapper holdin' a chrome I'm gon' see 'em
And I ain't tryna lock 'em down, I'm gonna free 'em
Yo, in the pen I ain't never did a month of time
But I still let the hollow shell hop your spine
When I was 9, a kid in play had me over my head
With my foot and my hand hoppin' over my leg
Now I'm hoppin' over my drunk hoes passed out from last night
Hungover like De La Hoya in his last fight
Exquisite nights be askin' for
But I only pack the jaws, get acted pal
[Chorus: Ruste Juxx & Mirage Black]
A-yo we air 'em out, jump off East and West
North side throw it up, South side throw it up
A-yo while I get that, while I spit that
While I hit that, while I rip that
A-yo we air 'em out, jump off East and West
North side throw it up, South side throw it up
A-yo while I get that, while I spit that
While I hit that, while I rip that
