JUICY
I.M.E Lyrics


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(Fuck all you hoes! Get a grip, motherfucker!)

Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I was hustlin' in front of
Called the police on me when I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughter (it's all good)
And all the niggas in the struggle
You know what I'm sayin'? It's all good, baby baby

It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! magazine
Salt-n-Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine
Hangin' pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped
Smokin' weed in Bambu, sippin' on Private Stock
Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack
With the hat to match
Remember Rappin' Duke? Duh-ha, duh-ha
You never thought that hip-hop would take it this far
Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight
Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner
Peace to Ron G, Brucie B, Kid Capri
Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starski
I'm blowin' up like you thought I would
Call the crib, same number, same hood
It's all good (It's all good)
And if you don't know, now you know, nigga

You know very well
Who you are
Don't let 'em hold you down
Reach for the stars
You had a goal
But not that many
'Cause you're the only one
I'll give you good and plenty

I made the change from a common thief
To up close and personal with Robin Leach
And I'm far from cheap
I smoke skunk with my peeps all day
Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way
The MoΓ«t and AlizΓ© keep me pissy
Girls used to diss me
Now they write letters 'cause they miss me
I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff
I was too used to packin' gats and stuff
Now honeys play me close like butter play toast
From the Mississippi down to the East Coast
Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
Sold-out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school
Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood
And it's still all good
And if you don't know, now you know, nigga

You know very well
Who you are
Don't let 'em hold you down
Reach for the stars
You had a goal
But not that many
'Cause you're the only one
I'll give you good and plenty

Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
When I was dead broke, man, I couldn't picture this
50-inch screen, money-green leather sofa
Got two rides, a limousine with a chauffeur
Phone bill about two G's flat
No need to worry, my accountant handles that
And my whole crew is loungin'
Celebratin' every day, no more public housin'
Thinkin' back on my one-room shack
Now my mom pimps a Ac' with minks on her back
And she loves to show me off of course
Smiles every time my face is up in The Source
We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us
No heat, wonder why Christmas missed us
Birthdays was the worst days
Now we sip Champagne when we thirsty
Uh, damn right, I like the life I live
'Cause I went from negative to positive
And it's all (It's all good, nigga)
And if you don't know, now you know, nigga

You know very well
Who you are
Don't let 'em hold you down
And if you don't know, now you know, nigga
Reach for the stars
You had a goal
But not that many
'Cause you're the only one
And if you don't know, now you know, nigga
I'll give you good and plenty

Representin' B-Town in the house
Junior Mafia, mad flavor
Uh, uh, yeah, aight

You know very well
Who you are
Don't let 'em hold you down
Reach for the stars
You had a goal
But not that many
'Cause you're the only one
I'll give you good and plenty

Biggie Smalls, it's all good, nigga
Junior Mafia, it's all good, nigga
Bad Boy, it's all good, nigga
It's all good
That's right, '94
And on and on, and on and on
You know very well
Who you are




Don't let 'em hold you down
Reach for the stars

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of I.M.E's song Juicy are a reflection of the struggles and dreams of the artist. The lyrics are an ode to all the people who doubted and underestimated him, including the teachers and neighbors who called the police on him while he was just trying to provide for his daughter. The song starts with a defiant message to all the haters, stating that everything is now good and he has made it. The song then takes the listener through the journey of Biggie Smalls as he reflects on his past lives, starting from his childhood when he used to read Word Up! magazine and hang pictures on his wall to his present life of luxury with a 50-inch screen and money-green leather sofa. Biggie Smalls contemplates on how he made the transition from a common thief to being up close and personal with Robin Leach. He explains that he is no longer the same person he used to be, and he is now far from cheap as he smokes skunk with his peeps all day. The song ends with Biggie Smalls acknowledging that he now represents his hometown B-Town, Junior Mafia, and Bad Boy, and he tells everyone to keep reaching for their goals and know their worth.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, this album is dedicated
This song is dedicated to all those who didn't believe in me.


To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
This is dedicated to all the teachers who said I wouldn't be successful.


To all the people that lived above the buildings that I was hustlin' in front of
This is for those who lived in those buildings where I was hustling on the streets.


Called the police on me when I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughter (it's all good)
This is for those who needed to call the police on me but it's all cool since I needed to make a living to take care of my daughter.


And all the niggas in the struggle
This is for all those who have struggled.


You know what I'm sayin'? It's all good, baby baby
You know what I mean? It's all good, baby baby.


It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! magazine
It was all a dream when I used to read Word Up! magazine.


Salt-n-Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine
Salt-n-Pepa and Heavy D were up in my limousine.


Hangin' pictures on my wall
I was hanging pictures on my wall.


Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
Every Saturday, I listened to Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl.


I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped
I let my tape play until it stopped.


Smokin' weed in Bambu, sippin' on Private Stock
I smoked weed in Bambu and sipped on Private Stock.


Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack
Back in the day, I wore a red and black lumberjack.


With the hat to match
I had the perfect hat to match my lumberjack.


Remember Rappin' Duke? Duh-ha, duh-ha
Remember Rappin' Duke? Duh-ha, duh-ha.


You never thought that hip-hop would take it this far
You never thought that hip-hop would make it this big.


Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight
Now I'm famous because I have great rhymes.


Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade
It's time to make money and get big like the World Trade Center.


Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
I was born a sinner, the opposite of a winner.


Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner
Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner?


Peace to Ron G, Brucie B, Kid Capri
Shoutout to Ron G, Brucie B, Kid Capri.


Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starski
And shoutout to Funkmaster Flex and Lovebug Starski.


I'm blowin' up like you thought I would
I'm getting big like you thought I would.


Call the crib, same number, same hood
Call the house, same number, same neighborhood.


It's all good (It's all good)
It's all cool. (It's all cool)


And if you don't know, now you know, nigga
If you don't know, now you know, okay?


You know very well
You know very well.


Who you are
You know who you are.


Don't let 'em hold you down
Don't let anyone hold you down.


Reach for the stars
Aim high and go for the stars.


You had a goal
You had a goal.


But not that many
But not many goals.


'Cause you're the only one
Because you're the only one.


I'll give you good and plenty
I'll give you lots and lots of good things.


I made the change from a common thief
I made a big change from being a common thief.


To up close and personal with Robin Leach
Now I'm up close and personal with Robin Leach.


And I'm far from cheap
And I'm not cheap.


I smoke skunk with my peeps all day
I smoke skunk with my friends all day.


Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way
Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way.


The MoΓ«t and AlizΓ© keep me pissy
The MoΓ«t and AlizΓ© get me drunk.


Girls used to diss me
Girls used to diss me.


Now they write letters 'cause they miss me
Now, they write me letters because they miss me.


I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff
I never thought that I could make it big with this rapping stuff.


I was too used to packin' gats and stuff
I was too used to carrying guns and committing crimes.


Now honeys play me close like butter play toast
Now, girls are interested in me.


From the Mississippi down to the East Coast
From the Mississippi River down to the East Coast.


Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
Condos in Queens, smoking weed for weeks.


Sold-out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak
Sold-out seats to hear me perform.


Livin' life without fear
Living life without fear.


Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Putting a five-carat diamond in my baby girl's ear.


Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
Having lunches, brunches, and interviews by the pool.


Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school
Considered a fool because I dropped out of high school.


Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood
Stereotypes of a black male that are misunderstood.


And it's still all good
And it's still all good.


Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
Super Nintendo and Sega Genesis.


When I was dead broke, man, I couldn't picture this
When I was very poor, I couldn't imagine this.


50-inch screen, money-green leather sofa
A 50-inch screen and a money-green leather sofa.


Got two rides, a limousine with a chauffeur
I have two cars, including a limousine with a chauffeur.


Phone bill about two G's flat
Phone bill for about $2,000 flat.


No need to worry, my accountant handles that
No need to worry, my accountant takes care of that.


And my whole crew is loungin'
And my whole crew is chilling.


Celebratin' every day, no more public housin'
Celebrating every day, living in better housing.


Thinkin' back on my one-room shack
Thinking back on my one-room shack.


Now my mom pimps a Ac' with minks on her back
Now, my mom drives a nice car and wears fur coats.


And she loves to show me off of course
And she loves to show me off to people.


Smiles every time my face is up in The Source
She smiles every time she sees my face in The Source magazine.


We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us
We used to argue when the landlord disrespected us.


No heat, wonder why Christmas missed us
No heat, wondering why Christmas missed us.


Birthdays was the worst days
Birthdays used to be the worst days.


Now we sip Champagne when we thirsty
Now we drink Champagne when we're thirsty.


Uh, damn right, I like the life I live
Uh, yes, I like the life I live.


'Cause I went from negative to positive
Because I went from being negative to being positive.


And it's all (It's all good, nigga)
And it's all good.


Representin' B-Town in the house
Representing B-Town in the house.


Junior Mafia, mad flavor
Junior Mafia has a lot of flavor.


Uh, uh, yeah, aight
Uh, uh, yeah, alright.


Biggie Smalls, it's all good, nigga
Biggie Smalls, everything is good.


Junior Mafia, it's all good, nigga
Junior Mafia, everything is good.


Bad Boy, it's all good, nigga
Bad Boy, everything is good.


It's all good
It's all good, alright.


That's right, '94
That's right, 1994.


And on and on, and on and on
And on and on, and on and on.




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Christopher Wallace, Sean Combs, James Mtume, Jean Claude Olivier

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