Lyrics Berries and Juices - Blu , Exile

Soul music, soul amusement
Hang tight, no nooses, new sense
New sh', bow to the movement
Ask what we put in it, berries and juices
Salute to the ___ who produced it
Bouncing over kicks like Jews over broomsticks
Beat so sweet that I ain't even gotta do shit
I just wanna go off like Miss on acoustics
Toss wax up out the window, cool shit
Blu is like a rose in a garden of tulips
Who very few know like Jarobi to Q-Tip
Never keep my two cents though
I always pay dues and rent
Looking at laws like broads?
Strange music, even strange group of friends
Two folks, I do not follow after loops and trends
Ex got chops and I got props, thanks
High five like I like your shit a lot, cool
Soul music, soul amusement
Hang tight, fly to Jupit', rhyme stupid
Time two, know what I'm sayin'
Beat so sweet that I ain't even gotta do shit
Bust naturally as a casual do
Whip a brand new lane in your brain, boost this
Volume is somewhat out of my
Still I gotta be fly, [land can't GI?]
Amped for him, I stamp the campus
? Paint porn in the morning like [dew?] does
Selling old folks Peter Bjorn
And oh yea, young John got a new batch to buzz