Lyrics:
Just across the railroad tracks
On the far side of the town
All the people there are black
And they live in colored town
Colored town
Speeding
some?
Baby Joe yeah that’s my family
He gon face some
(VL Deck)
Army guns for niggas that think they want it
Beefin’ with the precinct
The opposition
moments, and I live for a livin'
But this for the girls that barely let me get to first base
On some ground ball shit
Cause now I run my city on some town
out
Reading and writing you know the basics
Corrections, got word from Albany
Keep me in voluntary PC, which means
The state decides where I live
Can't
Jackson was working until they gone
On tour just so they could make payments on they homes
Everybody cried when Usher sang him a song
Joe Jackson was
homeward-bound
Can't you hear them hummin'
Happy times are comin' for to stay, hey
We'll be home tonight by the light of the silvery moon
And my heart's
scene law, I stay raw
I live by the grime scene law
I went to the barbers and heard about a rave
I had a shave then I went home had a bathe
Ring Ring my
fuckin' mouth (he won't)
Live at the Oscars, you can't make up this story
Her boo August Alsina got beat up by Tory
Jada probably called him to see if he
believe those days are gone
It's something about a cup of joe
That takes me back in time
To a little farm, tucked inside
The Jackson County line
Rubber
a bottle of champagne taking about
Harry, Joe, and Dick and Bobby and what they ain't got
And they live down in the lower development homes, and you won't
heavens gates are open
Whenever my time is I dont know when
Till then I just pray they notice
Confused by this world we live in
Dont know if or when Ill
I'm fine
Just living my days out by the seaside and coming from Croydon Town I'm nice
Hear the sounds of the sea and the seagulls fly
Try harass me for
you
Says you! Have you ever even talked to a girl?
Still standing here
Why do you care so much about who's in town?
Yeah, who is it?
Jamie Jackson
what's in the bag, homes (racks in my back)
I was taught to do it, and irrational (do it and irrational)
Six by six the Benz, yeah, the wagon (six by
Suzanne divorced her husband
She got the keys to the car and the home
But her friends were really his friends
No one stops by to see her much
[Fat Joe]
Yeah
This is goin out..
To all the live motherfuckers, knowhatI'msayin?
All the real niggaz
Bronx, Brooklyn, Manhattan, Queens
off-white Lexus
Drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas
Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with
I playin mother fucka this shit isn't a game.
Live free or start slangin, stay home or die bangin,
get money or make payments. You wanna be made
by ten.
A week's pay says he's still at home,
'Cause the boy's in his own time zone
I'm a waitin' on Joe, whaddya know.
Time flies fast and he
featuring Diamond D Grand Puba
[Diamond D] Ninety three it's time man
(All out yo because youknowhatI'msayin..)
[Fat Joe
But you nowhere near it
You can talk a lotta shit, but
We ain't tryin to hear it, nO!
Ya boy Joe back on it, I'm back at it
The same shit that scared
Getting Money Like It’s ’88
Swaggin’ Is A Passion, I’m In Love w/ Fashion
Casanova Brown, When I’m In Your Town
Standing Room Only, The Kush So Loud
We Are The World (feat. Joey V.) [Live]
唱：蘇姍 / Jazmine / Michel / 和音團
曲：Jackson Michael Joe / Richie Lionel B
詞：Jackson Michael Joe / Richie Lionel
pointed at your head
Wanted man by Lucy Watson,
Wanted man by Jesse Brown,
Wanted man by Nellie Johnson,
Wanted man in this next town
Wanted man by
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