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rush hour / juice - mike oxlong lyrics

[part 1 i rush hour]

[intro: mike oxlong]
ok, ok, ok, ok, uh
rush through them credits, rush through them credits
ok

[verse 1: mike oxlong]
theres a f*cking monkey in the middle, sh*t business is business
man i’m harrison ford but i’m the fugitive, everyone around me is a witness
running out of time on earth, if so, i’ma be moving to planet fitness
like you love justin timberlake, rock your body and then limber
like other f*cking billion and millionaires, i’ma champagne drinker
mike rushing to heaven because its cold as h*ll, even in the f*cking wintеr
traveling to the future whеre in that time, i am the thinker
cause you know i be the big dog save and rescuing all of the cats
one night stands in my f*cking bio, you know where i’m at
if your really wanna spit a hot verse, mike the dealer at the station
here, drink this sh*t that i call gas, gimme money and go onto the back
the bees make me do the proposal on my knees, f*cking up a relation
lauyn hill must of told you motherf*ckas to get an eduaction
lock me in the f*cking chamber of secrets, someone figure out the combination

[chorus: mike oxlong]
man, somebody should’ve told you that i’m in a rush hour
every human has mixed feelings but between her, it’s getting pretty sour
i’ma get every seed in the world and plant a flower, by the hours
man, somebody should’ve told you that i’m in a rush hour
every human has mixed feelings but between her, it’s getting pretty sour
i’ma get every seed in the world and plant a flower, by the hours
by the hours, by the hours, by the hours, by the hours
by the motherf*ckin’ hours!
[verse 2: mike oxlong]
me and tony is the same thing like the rivalry between cristiano & messi
cleaning out my closet with all the m&m wrappers, my room is very messy
you know that i’m doing bad choices, well come and correct me
picture them barbies and the kens, in the corner left out jessie
this a mothef*ckin’ cop chase, and mike driving in silverado chevy
love one f*cking h*ll of a drug, rick james is in the mixture
2pac rise back to earth just to roll all my good times in pictures
money was getting her corrupted but like doctors, there’s nothing left to fix her
live my life as a f*cking jackass, everyday a different trickster
and then rap terrorist too, threaten to cut off my eggroll
you playing tough but not to me, but who in the h*ll pick their role
give the best shots at me, well you have some b*lls, was that your main goal?
bill murray when it comes to f*cking k!ll any rats or moles
welcome me to your fantasy of stans, stalkers, chocolates and rainbows (pow!)

[chorus: mike oxlong]
man, somebody should’ve told you that i’m in a rush hour
every human has mixed feelings but between her, it’s getting pretty sour
i’ma get every seed in the world and plant a flower, by the hours
man, somebody should’ve told you that i’m in a rush hour
every human has mixed feelings but between her, it’s getting pretty sour
i’ma get every seed in the world and plant a flower, by the hours
by the hours, by the hours, by the hours, by the hours
by the motherf*ckin’ hours!
[verse 3: mike oxlong]
assh0l*s k!lled in christmas eve, like some of them are hans or ellis
drowned out of life like jack, jill’s love life was sinking all the jealous
menace to society, slingshots on my hand like dennis the menace
rip chris penn but when i die, i’ll pack me some cookies
valentine’s day come rolling, alone smoking all the goodies
3 movies and i’m the first one in the list, like limp bizkit’s nookie
one year earlier, g*14 classified was just for rookies
live free or die hard, my question to the hottest
get rich or die trying, my question to the oddest
i’ma call it quits on a beat, just do a f*cking loop
been in training day since a little boy, n0body else got the juice
n0body else got the juice, n0body else got the juice, n0body else got the juice
n0body else got the juice, n0body else got the juice

[part 2 i juice]

[intro: hampster tha raggot]
i’m diego, f*ck dora, f*ck boots
i’m diego, f*ck dora, f*ck boots
i’m diego and i got the f*cking juice

[verse: hampster tha raggot]
man, all this money is keeping the family close
i don’t ever gotta close my act, sanity’s never placing at short
i’m dusty lee d*nkleman, i am the romantic f*cking rival
thank you for nothing, sh*t says you can’t call me dido
peter parker in this motherf*cka, but i k!lled the spider
i like to write for other silent rappers, sh*t call me a ghostwriter
i got the drip, she got drip, fans do is leak
never gave a f*ck about a b*tch needs, making her weak
shoot for the heart cause she took my heart out me regardless
i’m the type of animal to leave you all f*cking heartless
it doesn’t make sense like my songs playing in the elevator lobby
hit you with all different types of b*lls, f*ck yo hobby
opinions on the opps on the block, a.k.a my opponents
out the numbers like the leftovers, not like the exponents
if something feels f*cking outta pocket, this time i’ma empty them for sure
money talks but money is the favorite weather when it rains and pours
i’m like hans f*ckin’ geuber, you don’t know what type of man you’re dealing with
scooby and the gang attempt to find her identity, what a mysterious b*tch
all she want is that dirty green and the green the plant to take care
it’s not too hard to stand out, stand on top of a chair
running up to the roof with boxes of jordans and building my own legacy
red dots on my radar, where yall at my f*cking enemies
all my wishes come true when i blow out my red demonic candles
you and the 9 can’t hold a skeleton from my closet, can’t handle
they called me the 8 fastest f*cking hamster before hampster at 7
they won’t let you in cause i’m associated with the 6, where? heaven
i got a big 5*star on this rap game, rare to rap up 4 minutes of consistent
gimme some f*cking personal sp*ce, 3 feet away is a good distantance
2 plus 78 equals 80 miles per hour, i might reach only once
oh boy, i wasted all the blunts, now i got f*cking 100 to zero
zero, zero, zero, zero
i’m the f*cking antagonist that sh*ts on the pro or anti*hero
i be keeping it murder real to these hoes, so don’t call me no pimp
the f*cking wh0res and sodomy is real but pedos be packing a shrimp
oh nah, i’m glad i woke up with privacy in private
instead of waking up to a fat b*tch that of course, is not on a diet
make sure in this quiet game you’re keeping it nice and quiet
you want me to be nice, nice for what? go put a firework up yo ass and light it
misguided motherf*cka! i’m a misguided motherf*cka!
mike, hampster, we f*cking gone!

- mike oxlong lyrics

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