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Steppin' Out  - Written By Joe Jackson

Now
The mist across the window hides the lines
But nothing hides the colour of the lights that shine

rollin up the skunk
I done went to wreck when I
Pop tha fuckin trunk
Rollin 84's, nigga I'mma pro
Steppin' out, call me Haircut Joe
Cuttin on tha fros,

rollin up the skunk
I done went to wreck when I
Pop tha fuckin trunk
Rollin 84's, nigga I'mma pro
Steppin' out, call me Haircut Joe
Cuttin on tha fros,

in love
But it’s time to fall in line
And Joe Biden, Joe Biden
Joe Biden’s gonna do just fine

The Russians don’t want you voting
In person or by mail

Steady comin crunk, rollin up the skunk
I done went to wreck when I pop tha fuckin trunk
Rollin 84's, nigga Ima pro, steppin out call me Haircut Joe
Cuttin

Freestyle (June 27)

Big Moe

City of Syrup

2000

to wreck when I pop tha fuckin trunk
Rollin 84's, nigga Ima pro, steppin out call me Haircut Joe
Cuttin on tha fros, holla at ya know
Watch me come down,

Funk

The Coup

Kill My Landlord

1993

the black steel 
And my friends make suggestions... 
That I should squeal to the cops but that's out of the question 
If I die by the trigger of a misled

check it out, fool
'Cause this sound rule the
Nation with version
Now, how many y'all out there
Leading a happy life? With version
It ain't too many out

The Geto

Scarface

My Homies

1998

to the eastwike
Even flat Joe's and even the lingwood is all hood
For the Christ your all driving is all hood
The ghetto

Ghetto
Ghetto
I can't get out

and Ike’s
That shit hit like Mike Tyson’s right
My shit smack Joe Jackson Five
Prescriptions like its Mike and Ike’s
I can’t do no 9 to 5
Fuck a dike I might

acknowledge is Teanna bitch
Old friends like let me hold something
Complete strangers, I think I'm yo' cousin
Even though, I'm in love with sin like Joe Budden

Joe like it's Frazier
They don't mess with the vapors
Get outta pocket boy you might just catch your ass in the paper
Play it safe when you're skating

out my dip slipped the ese a tip
Approached this chick to see what's happenin
Her reaction was like, she the biggest thing since The Jackson's
I froze,

Yellow Tape

Fat Joe

Yellow Tape

(Joe Crack)

This that yellow tape shit, they keep running out of it
We just sold like 8 bricks, we ain't running out of it
This our fucking hood,

bitch steppin out dont know to thank 
But i aint average fuck did u thank Have anotha u it take blank 
Dey say dey down fa u but they play plank

singin along to an clan Jackson song
	Boot scootin two steppin, better be gettin in line 
	Its a damn good night to have a hell of a honky tonk time 

By

pain into joy because he's a healer
But back to the doe mine old like Joe
Jackson in 2010 ummmm where should I begin

Yo let me spell it out

I'm not

the breeze
My baby come out in spring time
She call the birds and the bees
Think I'd rather see her in silhouette
Than get another version of these
Uptown

And if you judge him by his cover
Cause you blinded
By Your covers
Then I guess he's just and average joe
That you'll never never know

Mix check
One two

I can't handle myself
Sometimes
Lord correct me if I'm
Ever steppin' out of mine

But I got ones who can't wait to attack
Lord I pray for protection

making buckets
Put the .40 to his noggin make him feel nothing
Bringing beef to the table like I'm Joe Budden
We gone shock the whole world like this

coulda beat the whole Dipset by his self (he could've)
They wasn't ready they was more focused on drippin'
He called them out for not knowin' they words

Hurry hurry aint bout a bag ain’t no conversation
While they hatin I’m making moves to my destination
Hurry hurry I’m power steppin no hesitation
I’m

of waitin'
These industry niggas startin' to get outta hand 
Like I won't find your whereabouts by stompin' 'em out ya man (what?)
We killin' New York, even