Conrad Bradley - Juggin' Lyrics

Straight up
They can't take the pressure
I apply it like the cooker
Resurrected out the streets before the beats ya boy was juggin'
Geeked up off the boonk
On a mission Call of Duty
Jumpin' with a hard head 'cause her ass cushioned
They can't take the pressure
I apply it like the cooker
Resurrected out the streets before the beats ya boy was juggin'
Geeked up off the boonk
On a mission Call of Duty
Jumpin' with a hard head 'cause her ass cushioned
Momma said I never was one for much conversation,
Quiet wild child with an old soul like Morrison's carnation
Bright mind with a tight line I would orbit on the stations
If she never taught me nothin' it's perseverance and patience
15 years or more wasted,
Just to get stored on your playlists
I've spent 10s and made thousands, these scores ain't equatin'
Been on the tour state to state and got placed in the basement
Took the crash and kept racin'
Tried to laugh and have graces
Like a Sargent restarting I done had it with basics
Give me my stars and my hearts these marks aren't scarification
Solve all my problems with blatant sin like God's on vacation
My bars hard like retarded toddlers doin' multiplication
Nowadays I feel like Marshall, special modifications
Please pardon my priviledge it's not often that it's present in my arsenal casings
You could squabble on my race but never argue I don't belong in the hall of the greatest
They cant take the pressure
I apply it like the cooker
Resurrected out the streets before the beats ya boy was juggin
Geeked up off the boonk
On a mission call of duty
Jumpin with a hard head cause her ass cushioned
They can't take the pressure
I apply it like the cooker
Resurrected out the streets before the beats ya boy was juggin'
Geeked up off the boonk
On a mission Call of Duty
Jumpin' with a hard head 'cause her ass cushioned