Lyrics:
Here by my side, here in my heart
{duet} I'll never let you go I'll hold you in my arms
{you are the one} you are the one that I've been
shooting, got no assists
Fuck a jet lag, I'm in the city with it
Better believe
I'm gon' get me
Better believe
Ice by the fleet
Better believe when I
And probably swell up your nose
Lotta bitches love when I spit so
Let me dazzle you hoes
Let me prazzle your head
Do and skidattle wit Joe
And get a stack
Outlaw all fracking
Come on, act like you love the earth
On his fourth day in the White House, the voters said to Joe
Pass the Green New Deal
I know you
the teck in your eye
Better respect the set or you'll die
Man I regret the fact you alive
Wade is a snake
But I got muscles to grip you
And eat you alive
p.m.
I was working the holiday watch out of homicide with Frank.
"Hang up your stocking yet, Joe?"
"Yeah, just before I come down. You too Frank?"
so you know my ass high
Funk made by my nigga named X,
Bitches with the fat lips and fat ass, I want to sex
Check this, nuts to your chin now fin,
Didn't lose my soul I gave it up by choice
Now you all can hear the devil in my voice
So seductive i make j cole's girl moist
Now getting girls at my shows
relate homes, I'm on the fucking streets
Believe it or not, I'm sure there be calmer situations
When dirty cops approach me joe, I'm on probation
Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun of your hand
Hey Joe, I said where you goin' with that gun in your hand, oh
I'm goin' down to shoot my old
Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun of your hand
Hey Joe, I said where you goin' with that gun in your hand, oh
I'm goin' down to shoot my old
Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun of your hand
Hey Joe, I said where you goin' with that gun in your hand, oh
I'm goin' down to shoot my old
Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun of your hand
Hey Joe, I said where you goin' with that gun in your hand, oh
I'm goin' down to shoot my old
grimey I see what they mean
Was down on my dick but I always believe I was gone be the nigga that they need
My niggas got glocks you can tell by the crease
the world right now
So without further ado, I bring to you (Marshall)
You 'bout to witness hip-hop in its most purest
Most rawest form, flow almost
Them fairy tales you tell in your rounds
Will have a shell in the pound
Split your melon to the white
Meat with no melanin found
I could push your
be
Where I need you to be
I don't wanna have to
Keep a Taurus by me when I sleep
Punching in, I had to put in overtime
25/8 with the work
It's no
Believe, I Believe, I Believe
(I believe)
I Believe, I Believe I will
Sharpen up your skills
Work down in the valley, you goin' live up in the hills
fleet, with missile seekers
Cause G.I. Joe's a John Doe, ass beat with some street sweepers
Hold the heaters, want a war? Bless the butcher
Glad
You gotta believe
Gotta believe, gotta believe in me
You gotta believe in me
(gotta believe me)
That I won't never hurt you
Take Me boy by
I gotta get it by any means
I gotta get it by any means
Cook in the kitchen I serve the fiends
Pay what you owe it ain't nothing free
I gotta get
I make you believe in the make believe
Just wait and see
And come and see what you could build with me
I'm blinded by the possibilities
I don't even
Kelly
So give me that honey love
You know what I'm thinking of
Joe's the man with the master plan
I got more rhymes than the beats got
Hey-ho ola Joe
Caught you in the rain
It took you by surprise
I'll take you home and dance with you
Until your clothes are dry
Place your finger
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