Juice WRLD Speaks 2 Lyrics – Juice WRLD

[Spoken Word: Juice WRLD]
Rex made the beat
So you know I gotta murder it
They act all tough, but in person
They be murmuring
And mumbling, pull out the gun
They get to stumbling, tumbling
And the chopper get to thundering
Sh!tting on all these haters
Like, where the plunger at?
I'm excited, 'cause now I can throw a party
And all the people that hated on me won't be invited
True Religion on me like the Buddah
Indian style, I'm enlightenеd
I remember up in kindеrgarden
The teacher told me I wouldn't be sh!t
And then she saw me play the piano
And made all the other kids sea sick
Even though I got a couple demons
I'm still screaming out, "Thank Jesus"
Upside down pyramid on me
Just to compliment the Jesus pieces
I was a fan of Yu-Gi-Oh!
That's why I pull cards on these stupid hoes
Got an arrow got a bullet, Cupid ho, haha yeah
I pop percs to numb all the pain cause it hurts bad
I gotta take everything cause sometimes it hurt to give
I make money even though sometimes it don't make sense
Speaking of taking everything
It's time to take sh!ts on every single person
That said I wouldn't do it
Every single person that said I was stupid
Every single person that said I was that Netflix
Special, what's the name of the show? Oh, Clueless
But no, I ain't clueless I got this
I'm on top so now nobody can top this
Now it's time to change the topic
I got a way with words
Stack up money with a phonics book
In school I didn't do the homework
But I still got the subjects
Money ain't the object, money is the object
Tough gotta admit that
I'm successful
But I feel like my head sometimes a little dreadful
I grew up on rock, rap, heavy metal
Now I'm riding bikes, pedal to the metal
I don't even gotta pedal
It's a throttle so excuse me
These n!ggas faker than some optical illusions
I be looking like, "What the f**k is you doing?"
You ain't getting money, you ain't changing sh!t
You ain't changing the world, you just stupid
Talking bout you cracking cars, selling drugs
Killing n!ggas, and going hard
Watch a real n!gga come up in your car
Now you all scared, you finna p!ss yourself
Sh!t yourself, you gotta admit yourself
You need some help
I gotta admit myself
I'm on these drugs feel like I can't save myself
Sometimes I wanna take myself
And break myself, so I can reshape myself, huh
Nobody ever felt the pain I felt
So I share it, and put it out to the whole world
I ain't embarrassed
Bunch of these n!ggas is my sons
I apologize to 'em cause I been a bad parent
Don't try me 'cause I'm not the one
See I won't even count to two