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performance[00:16.58]By none other than high-fidelity Mr. Morton[00:19.77]Nice to meet you, I'm Mr. Morton[00:21.98]High profile I'm just important[00:24.17]Nice to meet

the tropic
While I'm chillin' with a sea of fishes
And they ain't even wanna swim by
Me, I'm a shark in water
They can see I'm vicious
I'm not a lover boy but

Tattoos on my body
Being followed by these Hotties That's ya Bitch yea probably 
Get it Crackin Get it Poppin 
I ain't worried bout nothing 
Back

I can't love no bitch just put your Feelings to the side
I be by myself I keep that glizzy when I Ride
No we can't relate I swear to God You not my

I've really got the news

Windows open, windows close
Ask them once, nobody knows
Ask them twice, nobody shares
And by the third time no one

someone else called home
Big Joe Crutchfield put his wife on the ground
It was no mistake, so I took that call, I've worn all shade of blue & 1 thing I hold

Joe baby, won't make a sound
(Might just creep up smooth like Joe baby, don't play around)
I was running out of love but you stepped in baby, now I'm

She Said It Was Great

Ed O.G & da Bulldogs

Life of a Kid in the Ghetto

1991

we're here for, so take those off"
By now she's butt-naked, I'm ready to break it
Threw on the jim hat, I'm ready for trim, and all that
So I did it

Raw Lifes

The Foreign Exchange

Connected

2004

cats I'm done with you
From Joe Scudda, miss and shoot the one with you
Get it in with you, forget you
Put your little album out
Who really cares

Jambalaya

Tab Benoit

Best of the Bayou Blues

2006

'Coz tonight I'm gonna see my machez amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, we're gonna have big fun on the bayou

Goodbye Joe, I

state, you're pretty creepy yourself, mate
Wrecked you in the debates, now I'll increase your tax rates
Trump calls you Sleepy Joe, but I'm the sleepy one

fella style mobsta's
Lobsta and vodka
Surrounded by doll face shorty's
Who blow ganga
We got mad bitches
Plus our dough flowin in stacks
Leave you with

dollars and twenty five cents by the way
How the fuck they rehabilitate you ain't do a thing?
But I get it, follow shit that was written by slave owners

tweets, now a brand new great depression
The golden years replaced, by the man with a mental regression
and a funny girl that'll take the lead at any second

I'm gonna love you
'Till we're drinking coffee
And doin' crosswords
No matter what happens
I'll always be there
By your side
No problems too big
So

rug to plug me
He shook my hand and hugged me; thought he would do me ugly
but he dug me, pockets chubby said, "Nino where them drugs be?"
Over there by

Soul by the Pound

Common Sense

Can I Borrow a Dollar?

1992

ground ground 
Cut up in soul soul by the pound pound 
I'm going downtown like Julie Brown I'm the round mound 
Not a rebound but like a hound I get

Cereal Killer

Method Man

Blackout!

1999

Yeah, yeah, huahh hahh
Murda, murda, murda, kill kill kill
That's right killer, killer
Murda murda murda, kill kill kill
Flex, flex, flex, flex
I'm

I live by a law and not by a flaw
That I never could ever think of comparing myself to y'all
Staring across the hall when they sharing the other

a picture like they say
I'm not an average Joe, a killa should be locked behind a gate
Safe to say no bars can hold me back, just tell me time and place
Im

I'm from San Diego where the weed pops
Where every other house is the weed spot (Yea)
Got this shit on lock cuz every city tryin' be us
Cuz we got

Yeah

Awe

Y'all been waiting

Joe is Back on the attack
Looking to murder another track

I'm in my bag
When I go to the rim hit you with
A jelly

G.I. Joe, we serving guap this shit not Moes

Okay but I'm him
Ready to risk, spinning blocks like disc
Outdone by a Jit
I know that makes you sick
I

Thought I told you already I'm nice with the flows
Super rare couldn't find me at the Trader Joe's
Lately what I'm getting back is my inner piece
Old pairs