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Juice wrld ‘death race for love’ album: 20 of the best lyrics

Chicago sensation Juice Wrld made a big splash in 2018, reaching No. 2 on the Billboard Hot 100 chart with his single “Lucid Dreams” and earning a gold plaque for his major label debut, Goodbye & Good Riddance. Add in his collaborative EP with Future Wrld on Drugs, which peaked at No. 2 on the Billboard 200, and it’s safe to say Juice Wrld enjoyed one of the more successful rookie campaigns in recent memory. Looking to take full advantage of the buzz surrounding his name, the prolific freestyle champ and hitmaker returns with his sophomore album, Death Race for Love, a project that showcases the rapper’s diverse arsenal of lyrics, melodies and infectious songwriting. And there are hits, too; “Fast” seems to be the early standout that’s likely to climb the charts.

Clocking in at 22 tracks, Death Race for Love is an expansive long-player that finds its host musing about his three favorite topics: love, drugs and running up bands. Juice Wrld does much of the heavy lifting on this project, but guests like Brent Faiyaz, Young Thug, and Clever chip in and lend their talents to the festivities. In terms of production, Juice Wrld hooks up with a stellar list of music’s heavy hitters, including Hit-Boy, No I.D., Boi-1da, Cardo, Purps, Frank Dukes, Jahaan Sweet and Louis Bell.

After putting Juice Wrld’s latest release in rotation and dissecting the album bar for bar, afriupdate picks out 20 of the best lyrics from Death Race for Love.

Empty

Juice Wrld

“Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa/Like a crawlspace, it’s a dark place I roam/Ain’t no right way, just the wrong way I know/I problem solve with Styrofoam/My world revolves around a black hole/The same black hole that’s in place of my soul, uh/Empty, I feel so goddamn empty/I may go rogue, don’t tempt me/Big bullet holes, tote semi-autos” —Juice Wrld

Empty

Juice Wrld

“Exhale depression as the wind blows/These are the laws of living in vogue/We’re perfectly imperfect children/Rose from the dust, all of us are on a mission/Never gave a fuck, really came from rags to riches/Now we live it up, driving with the rooftop missin'” —Juice Wrld

Maze

Juice Wrld

“I’m not in my subconscious, I’m conscious/They tell me that they can help me, I got this/Watch this, I took my demons into the bank of life and I made the biggest deposit/Without drugs, I’m losing my logic/These pills and my Pro Tools still got logic” —Juice Wrld

Hear Me Calling”

Juice Wrld

“Breakaway, and make a way to make it/Love the way you lookin’ when you naked/Treat your heart just like a blunt, of OG/Roll it up, I kissed and I smoke you/Gots to be joking/Where in the fuck did you think you were going?/Foldin’ and packin’ your clothes like you ain’t know I was gon’ unfold it/Wine glass full of your emotions” —Juice Wrld

Hear Me Calling”

Juice Wrld

“You drive me insane, no girl make me feel this way/Wait girl, you got your ways, girl you are my getaway/Wait, let me keep you safe, in exchange, give me brain brain/You my main thing, turn around, bang bang/Hit the beach in L.A. like you a beach ball/Me and you in the Lambo truck, you start it up and skrt off/We park after dark at the park by the mansion, take your skirt off” —Juice Wrld

“Big”

Juice Wrld

“I’m on a Percocet, yeah, I just had to relapse/Even at my worst, I’m feeling like I am the best/I done Metta World Peace to myself like I’m Ron Artest/I never been a referee but I still got a Tec, Kel-Tec/Shoot you in your stomach, make this shit hard to digest/Rockstar, listening Jimi Hendrix in the projects, yeah/I’ma turn a nigga block to an art project/Picasso, I paint that, where the fuck is the bank at?” —Juice Wrld

Big”

Juice Wrld

“If you ain’t payin’ a hundred thousand, get them features out my face/50K to install a codeine fountain in my new estate/I got that pump, it’s ironic how that pump made him pump his breaks/I ain’t Lil Pump but I got double Glocks on me like Gucci Gang/We ball like Wilt Chamberlain, like the name of them old Gucci tapes” —Juice Wrld

Big”

Juice Wrld

“Told my shooter I gotta prove myself no lame/Even when I stand up and hit it from the back I’ma still get laid/Your bitch a dragon, she run up on me, she get slayed/I took a piss in your dead homie grave, uh/Chicago shit, Chicago nigga/Fuckin’ with a Philadelphia bitch” —Juice Wrld

Robbery

Juice Wrld

“I woke up in a hearse/You said, ‘You loved me first’/One thing my dad told me was, ‘Never let your woman know when you’re insecure’/So I put Gucci on the fur/And I put my wrist on iceberg/One thing my heart tells me is ‘Flex on a ho every time they’re insecure'” —Juice Wrld

Flaws and Sins”

Juice Wrld

“You work numbers, work wonders/You done woke me up from my eternal slumber/I’m the lightning, you’re the thunder/There’s a difference ‘tween, ‘I need you,’ and, ‘I want you/Girl, I need you/Good sex led to conversations getting a little deeper, uh/Tell me your darkest secrets, shit you wouldn’t even tell Jesus, uh/My karma been tweaking so much, I don’t even believe in karma/But you give me a reason to thank God for all these recent falls” —Juice Wrld

Feeling

Juice Wrld

“I just walked in the building/Look like a million, but I’m worth more than a million/I don’t need no Ritalin, I’m focused on the millions/Disregard civilians until I get a house with a moat and a pavilion/’Til I get a house with a moat and a pavilion/Walked into your building, nigga, I’m a villain/Feel like Dragon Ball, bitch, I’m Goku and you Krillin/Bickin’ back, I’m boolin’, these niggas be chillin'” —Juice Wrld

Ring Ring

Juice Wrld

“Off three, I pop, all three, I’m off, all three/Should make it four like the rings on my Audi/Xans with the Everclear got me seein’ foggy/Ironic how somethin’ clear got me seein’ foggy/Something ain’t right ’bout the pills but I bought them/Something ain’t right with my mind so I lost it/Drugs turn my knob, then I run, that’s a faucet” —Juice Wrld

Out My Way

Juice Wrld

“Every day I wake up, thinkin’ ’bout the Pesos/Gettin’ bankrolls, sayin’ R.I.P. to Bankroll, keep the dank rolled/Codeine in the double cup I’m sippin’, ayy/Stevie Wonder, it’s gonna take away my vision, ayy/Double 07, with that Glock, I got precision, ayy/You be talkin’ ’bout the shit, when I been did it, ayy/Free my niggas in that jam/I don’t give a shit, and I don’t give a Hoover damn” —Juice Wrld

Out My Way

Juice Wrld

“They think I’m a bitch because they heard the sad songs, that’s a façade/I’m on them niggas that’ll have an atheist screamin’ out to God/I don’t want no problems, really, I’m just tryna get my sack up/But if it’s a problem, bruh gon’ come and shoot you from the neck up/That bitch a lil’ giraffe the way she bend over and neck us/Got killers, Texas silver black Berettas if they disrespect us” —Juice Wrld

The Bees Knees

Juice Wrld

“Bank account eruptin’/I need me a safe or something/I’m a dirt bike riding junkie/I don’t need that Wraith for nothing/But it’s a Wraith on my wrist or somethin’/Hoes wanna rape my wrist or somethin’/Cops wanna raid my crib for nothing/Just ’cause we black, that’s how they comin'” —Juice Wrld

 

The Bees Knees

Juice Wrld

“Chasing the lean, rotting my brain, honestly/Drugs the only thing that’s faithful to me, sorry to say/Groupie hoes wanna come my way/Come take this pic and get out my face/That champagne glass on my kitchen counter/That’s codeine in it, no Ace of Spades” —Juice Wrld

The Bees Knees

Juice Wrld

“Wait wait wait, wait wait wait, nigga, wait/Nigga, it’s a wave, nigga, I’m a wave, you a slave/To these chains, forgettin’ about the road our forefathers paved/But hey, who am I to talk? I’m AP gang, a hundred fifty on my wrist, no case/Used to bein’ afraid, uh, coke on the dinner plate, uh/Brand new China set for the house, Versace dinner plates” —Juice Wrld

On God

Juice Wrld featuring Young Thug

“Fuck on a opp nigga’s bitch on the daily/Ball on a bitch, Tracy McGrady/Throw B’s up for the brazy/I put the K in crazy/I went No Limit dance on the daily/That choppa turn ya like pages, uh/Headshot your face lookin’ crazy, uh/Did I say cray? I meant brazy” —Juice Wrld

“10 Feet”

Juice Wrld

“Like I could be someone other than myself/Like I could find a little heaven up in my hell/Yeah I know it never ever end well/Yeah I know I always fall victim to a rich spell/Uh, like abracadabra/The flow so raw, forgot to grab Magnums/Been raw-doggin’ bitches ever since I went platinum” —Juice Wrld

Make Believe

Juice Wrld

“Hey, where you tease?/Where you think you’re goin’? When you comin’ back from me?/You walked in, I’m listening to ‘Stan’ on E, yeah, ecstacy/Matter of fact there’s a bridge that my car wants to meet/Road trip on me, it’ll be fun, you’ll see/But you don’t gotta sit in the trunk, you can sit next to me/Me and Stan, we alike, but he ain’t nicer than me/He was drunk drivin’, me, I’m just straight Perc-ules” —Juice Wrld

 

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