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Yeah yeah, yes Junction, yes yes
Elope ski slopes *coughs* ahh damn.. yeah, check out

Niggas elope wit ski slopes and fall avalanches
like it's cool bein a fool, and I can't just
Sit around and watch those membranes flame
My ends is and you can't stop that rain
When it starts to

like Ms. Pac-Man, hammers and Vogues and cat-man
I'm speakin about these cause you know nothing bout that man
The nigga the B-I-G is high and fly like
You thinkin about the beatin, this my ends is never met,

Black man, white man, Jew man no joke
Remember me and my cousin used to sit up on the
And talk about when we get older now we up the ropes
Yeah they kickin niggas door down; cause it ain't no dope on the

And a quarter pound of feet weed, that's all a like me need
Talkin about that Southern sess, nigga you all up in that
But shall you test, and never shall you quit
Runnin up on me with that fuck shit will get you nothin but nigga

Be where you roam cause you might not make it home
In the junction, in the
Don't you dare ever get lost cause you get caught up in that
Junction,
To all you players ya brims and you hustla chrome ya rims
'Llac and pimps and I love the corners that you bend
Y'all, yes, yes, uhh
Junction,

A-well I'm drankin on yak while I'm dippin off in 'llac ('llac)
The junkies around my way are always smokin up on crack
Be layin them College Park hoes on they backs (backs)
Livin the life of steadily makin this paper stack
Niggas understand the master plan, crumble yo' herb man
they start kickin the do' in, then we ready to blast dem
Out (Out) like ('Kast) we bout, to crash (crash)
So mayday, may Dre, knock 'em up off ass boi

We struggle like fat hoes just to get things those
People got we forgot they always gonna a plot
Right up they sleeve you won't they deceive like weave
can't break in your crib and leave in that good life too
So me and then I'm straight, as eight-oh-five
See, blindfolds can't cover three
We wise to the fact so we attack with what we
Heaven is the only good life, so you strivin fo'? Yeah

Be careful where you roam cause you not make it home
In the junction, in the
Don't you dare ever get lost cause you get caught up in sauce
Junction,
To all you players play ya brims and you hustla ya rims
'Llac and and macks I love the corners that you bend
Y'all, yes, yes, uhh
Junction,

like flip-flops and football socks
A be rockin the mic like birthdays
Lil' Jon and Ser-cy, so are you
I'm yo' ass a flawed pimp
about this crew you run wit
Bankhead bouncin to that dumb
So mo' can you come wit?

Yes, they can bite, but be us
They can come and pick up little but cannot see us
You ought to be ashamed, to fit in "My Adidas"
So Run like D.M.C. is me and no, don't got no

we zippin around the corner in that golden stankin Lincoln
I got my heat up under my
Just in case youngsters tryin to take it
Pullin the pistol on black man was never the plot
But sometimes my brothers theyself and try to take my spot

Well, they come like black in the night
Usually fo' or five, is when they figure the time is right
When you and sleep, I couldn't sleep until I seen it
Wit my own eyes, 'til they come the hill - surprised

Be careful where you roam cause you might not it home
In the junction, in the
Don't you dare ever get lost you get caught up in that sauce
Junction,
To all you play ya brims and you hustla chrome ya rims
'Llac and pimps and macks I love the corners that you
Y'all, yes, yes, uhh
Junction,