I Got the Juice/ Violins

I got the juice I got the juice Come and collect whatcha gonna choose I'm in a mood to make her move come and Confess what she's gonna lose Come and hit the plug Imma meet you in an hour I swear That do this For the money and the power I'll give you a taste There's no doubt this shit louder The money wasnt going right I was hanging to that material flashing bright Pulling common sense aside I was stuck inside a darker light It was something that I always fantasized A better life that i did not familiarize But that premonition I ignored Demolition to my core No valuing what really mattered round me Type of valley Painted perfectly to guide things But i was dying Painted blood Inside my violins Violins they played In the background too faded for taste Violins they played Violins they played Couldn't really feel expression on my face