Featuring: Juice (IL)

Producer: Big K.R.I.T.

[Verse 1: Juice]
She met him, she let him, he left her
She say know you better, all you say is whatever
He tell her he with the fellas on a mission for cheddar
But the truth is all he doin' is gettin' his fishin' pole wetter
Whenever he ain't with her another busser in his bed
A girl say you need him like you need a hole in your head
Now she on the phone with him like why you callin' me bitches
He like you call me a dog so tell me what the difference
Now she wanna set it off cause her mind is offset
Steady in the studio but she ain't heard his song yet
Wake up, he just wanna know how much (?) you take up in your mouth
Without swallowin' and smearin' makeup
And while you at the crib chillin', tearin' up, and sniffin'
He out steady dippin' puttin' dick up in women
Steady laughin' with his niggas tellin' them how he did ya
Showin' them ya backshots from all his camera phone pictures

[Hook:]
You need to wake up
You need to wake up
Just listen to me wake up
You need to wake up
Hey love, hey love
Turn around look at me
Take off that frown cause you in love
Yea right

[Verse 2: Juice]
In the beginning it was cool like a freezer
She turn that refrigerator to a stove
The girl hot like she stolen
Everyday she go and as simple as it goes
It's only ones that know, that know, and trust me I go
Everywhere they go he knowin' that she flirtin'
But he off to the side while she claim she networkin'
He steady chirp in her phone cause while he supposed to be workin'
She at another nigga home that's keepin' her neck workin'
And he so quick to tell another nigga that's his baby
But she so quick to pop up with another nigga's baby
Puttin' jewelry on her arm and put a chopper in her palm
And she just give him a lil bit of puss to keep him calm
Lil sensitive nigga you can tell how he feelin'
So his real niggas don't even wanna tell him they hit it
And I ain't even the type to step in another nigga business
But I gotta let off some feelin's when this shit get too ridiculous

[Hook:]

[Verse 3: Juice]
I hit Meghan Good like your good was good
She hit me right back it's all good what's hood
I'm tryna come see you, I'm comin' to your hood
Said meet me on 87th by the (?) woods
The same time I got both Christiana's on my phone
Aguilera talkin' reckless Milian wanna get it on
And Sierra talkin' 'bout she ain't comin' up off that good and still
(?) beggin' for it cause I know how to make a girl feel
Tiara Forde is tryna move forward, I told her it's cool with me
Tryna get (?) free, she told me she ain't free
I said please it'll be quick, I'll be over 'bout three
I'll be gone in 'bout three
Then I'm out with Christiana
Meghan at seven and Tiara at eight
But they all showed up early, guess they just couldn't wait
And now it's a girl fight without (?)
Then my nigga walked up and they tapped me on my back
Nigga you need to (wake up)

The Replacements

One of the most influential American alternative bands of the 80s, back when “alternative” actually meant something, The Replacements influenced innumerable bands in the 90s and beyond. A wholly unique blend of rock and roll thrash, punk, blues, and ballads augmented by some of the greatest lyrics ever written. In the tradition of The Velvet Underground, The Stooges, The New York Dolls and The Ramones, they were perennial critics darlings, unforgiveably misunderstood or ignored by the general public, belatedly feted for their genius. Inability to break through to the masses and generate profits for their label, the pressure of constantly “failing” (in a commercial sense) resulted in their ultimate demise.

Their output is such that their fanbase often disagrees violently about what their best album was, and whether they were better with or without original lead guitarist Bob Stinson who was fired for unreliability. Regardless, their mid-career trio of albums Let It Be, Tim and Pleased To Meet Me are generally considered their artistic peak, although every album has something that will stand the test of time. While considered one of the best live acts of all time, their drunken escapades are the stuff of legend, with shows degenerating into false starts and half-played cover versions barked out by equally drunk fans.

It has been speculated that the only thing The Replacements feared more than failure was success. They were notorious for intentionally shooting themselves in the foot when it most counted, for example at shows where record exectives were in attendance, or at performances with national exposure. In this way, by sabotaging themselves, they were able to tell the powers that be in the recording “You think you control our fate, and you can hold us down? No. We are holding ourselves down far worse than you could ever hope to.” If you destroy yourself, you simultaneously deprive anyone else of using their power to destroy you, and there is some perverse degree of power and agency in doing so.