[Hook: Mugen Styles]
You know that we got the Juice like Caprisuns
RIP to the Wrld and all the real ones
RUMR Mill, we been pushing ‘em out
Got a new hit for ya and it come with the bounce like
You know that we got the Juice like Caprisuns
RIP to the Wrld and all the real ones
RUMR Mill, we been pushing ‘em out
Got a new hit for ya and it come with the bounce like
[Verse 1: Mugen Styles]
I should live in Colorado
Aficionado of the bud
When my bro start running low
He act like Antonio (Banderas!)
Desperado
This girl she always whining (wine-ing)
Bout how she need more Moscato
Lil Genie love her the bottles, yeah
Got the energy of Minotaurs
We some Role Models
Mess with the bull
Get the horns
Full Throttle
I’m a Monster
Like Sully & Mike
All it takes is a Boo
To scare you off the mic
Ric, Mugen, R3d
That’s three, not divisible
Prime time for presentable rhymes
Lay out syllabus lines
I been schooling ‘em
Ruling ‘em uh
King status
I’m fly
Without an apparatus
Manifesting
A magician
I been packing rabbits into the hat
One go in, two come back
Who Dat Boy?
I’mma Creator (Tyler!)
Don’t lack noise
Packing power like a generator
[Bridge: Mugen Styles]
If you try to throw shade round here
Get you lights knocked out yah
If you acting out of pain and fear
Then I’mma have to bounce
If you try to throw shade round here
Get you lights knocked out yah
If you acting out of pain and fear
Then I’mma have to bounce
[Hook: Mugen Styles]
You know that we got the Juice like Caprisuns
RIP to the Wrld and all the real ones
RUMR Mill, we been pushing ‘em out
Got a new hit for ya and it come with the bounce like
[Verse 2: J-R3d]
Me and my niggas gettin bread, let’s toast
I don't do threats, I'll show up at your home
Niggas gon' code if they go against the code
Call me Nagato bitch I take out your soul
I don't feel them lil lying niggas, I'm grown
Only thing you pointing is the fucking remote
If you want smoke, I'll leave your body remote
Y'all are not controlling me, I dethrone
What's gotta hold of me, I'm in beast mode
Look at my penmanship, that is heat stroke
Displaying excellence nigga behold
They can try censor this but I explode
Off with a hunnit clips
Soft they be fumbling
Raw I'll be rumbling
Wall get to crumblin'
Broke niggas rummaging
Shoot em like its rum or gin
Slice em like its pumpernick
Woah, woah
You was never close
Woah, woah
Warm-hearted flow is cold
Woah, woah
You better back up or I
*kung fu sound effect*
Social Distancing bitch ugh
You don't got the spice to be fuckin' wit a sage
You don't got the bars that could lock me in a cage
You'll always be number 2 so I can erase
Learn your place boy
Hah
[Hook: Mugen Styles]
You know that we got the Juice like Caprisuns
RIP to the Wrld and all the real ones
RUMR Mill, we been pushing ‘em out
Got a new hit for ya and it come with the bounce like
[Verse 3: Ric Da Vinci]
They bumping us in the whip
As in they spreading RUMRs
We got a healthy dose of lyricism
As in we eat beats, self-produce, whatever you use
Mac, PC, a-dell
If you lookin for the sound
RUMR has it
I'm spazzin' on this like a short fuse
A hazmat suit required when you step in our booth
I'm Lincoln (linking) these shots together for theater like Booth
If you thinking of stomping on me with defeat I'm you shoes
But my buzz been spiking yeah I'mma just sting right through
Yeah this been marinating
Opposition begging for the manager like Karen baby
Composition been a proposition for me to not get the choppas Itching atchu like I’m sick with it
Make you do what you do when you put a dish in, addition by subtraction
Sub woofer from this beat be giving some traction
Keeping up with the RUMR Mill gon’ give you an asthma attack
Last on the track like caboose
Make you back out like scoliosis
I’m overdosing on lyricism this been a spiritual journey for listeners from cynical sinners
You think this is work for us
We eating some dinner
On track with the path and on track with the rhythm
Invisible to invincible
This mountain ain’t have a pinnacle
Tired of belittling talent while holding y’all up like a pillar
Well-rounded flow like cylinder
With a pen no ceiling to
Contain us from killing like pen-no-cillin do
Make y'all smile from bar like braces
Better brace yourself
Cleaning up music like fillings do
[Hook: Mugen Styles]
You know that we got the Juice like Caprisuns
RIP to the Wrld and all the real ones
RUMR Mill, we been pushing ‘em out
Got a new hit for ya and it come with the bounce like
You know that we got the Juice like Caprisuns
RIP to the Wrld and all the real ones
RUMR Mill, we been pushing ‘em out
Got a new hit for ya and it come with the bounce like
[Bridge: Mugen Styles]
If you try to throw shade round here
Get you lights knocked out yah
If you acting out of pain and fear
Then I’mma have to bounce
