JUICE (MONUMINTAL LIVE) Tobe Nwigwe (Ft. Paul Wall)

[Intro: Tobe Nwigwe]
Come on, let's do it
On God, I got the juice
On God, I got the juice
I got the juice, I got the juice like I pushed Bishop off the roof
I got the juice, I got the juice like I pushed Bishop off the roof
Ayy, if y'all cool, welcome to the stage the one and only
Legendary Paul Wall

[Verse 1: Paul Wall]
It's that Paul Walrus, I got a lot of monikers
Fresh from Santa Monica gettin' blowed like harmonicas
That smoke got me harmonious, I'm so gone like Monica
Blowin' backwoods only, the only papers is Houston Chronicles
A Hall of Fame hustler, votеd unanimous and anonymous
But boys be actin' animus 'cause my presеnce is rather ominous
Not to mention my pockets are fat as a obese hippopotamus
I avoid hate like obstacles, talkin' down is so monotonous
Them boys couldn't see me through they oculus with binoculars
I'm still the people's champ, yeah my pseudonym is synonymous
I like to stack up lots of bucks while you chasin' after octopus
I'm married to the game so it's easy to be monogamous
I'm never fallin' off, the mere notion is preposterous
Still In my prime like optimus, used to pop trunk at Metropolis
The grind is rather arduous but I ain't stoppin' 'til the apocalypse
'Cause I do it for my family, not the likes nor the followers
Paul Wallaby