Pns - Nasty Freestyle lyrics

"I do some nasty sh**" - Eddie Murphy "Nasty" [Intro] [Juice Talking] Uh. Big Juice. 2 double zero uno. "Nasty". PNS. Molemen in the house "Nasty". My n***a Memo in the house. Uh "Nasty" [Verse One] Ayo, this is how the sh** run The job I'ma get done My sick tongue, spit one Leave your whole sh** numb Ba** go inside, coincidin' with the kick drum Competition, just one Victim, I lick one Shot The outcome, I murder for my income Never to be outdone, the scale of one to ten son sh**, I got good ones to great ones and then some Cities, I ain't never been the type to represent one I recite the poem cause I light your zone And my home is where I roam on the microphone Whenever the mic is on, I'm like Capone I murder minus the syphilis Rewind it when I kick this Big Juice got flow as God is my witness I scoop hot hoes and I'ma die with the slickness When the spot blow, J slide with the sickness Top flow But I'm still down to ride with the quickness [Scratch Hook] Nasty n***a "Nasty" Nasty n***a Named Juice Nasty n***a "Nasty" Nasty n***a "Nasty" [Verse Two] Molemen in the house I'm well known for the free but my pen is just as deadly I can come up off my dome if they behead me Rappers need to slow down, I put the flow down In your town I rule like I'm Judge Joe Brown When it's all said and done, Big Juice will go down As a vicious body puncher that ends it in fo' rounds I'm one plane trip away from ruinin' your program Compose for the hood like Rembrandt and Shopan Men can't throw hands against me that's useless I leave cats senseless, tryin' to call truces But once they all defenseless, it ain't no excuses I'm happy to commence if d**h is what he chooses Anything J.U. touch, J.U. bruises Winners don't pop the damn corks with the losers I'm action Either I can make 'em obey Or like subtraction, the coroner can take 'em away [Scratch Hook] Nasty n***a "Nasty" Nasty n***a Named Juice Nasty n***a "Nasty" Nasty n***a "Nasty" [Verse Three] I'm one step ahead of these n***as, I stay up Most MC's hate every mic that J touch To find me you gotta look way way up Cause most n***a rap but they never say much Like Nextel phones I can break y'all up I roll with the heat that'll make y'all duck I only squeeze once and I ate y'all up My lyrics just f**in' devastate, y'all s** When my tec spray Don't have your neck in my way I'll have your broad readin' about your a** the very next day Juice is bad to the bone like a f**in' X-Ray And I don't even spit unless I collect pay I'm a flame in the game, can't wait to burn But like gettin' a county check, I had to wait my turn I must break you So what's next for all y'all to follow? These motherf**ers coughin' up blood like Apollo "I do some nasty sh**" - Eddie Murphy Oh that was it? "Nasty" [x 4] Molemen in the house "I do some nasty sh**" - Eddie Murphy "Nasty" [echo]