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How could you hate n****s, but you motherfuckers like trump
Call me Joe Jackson the way I'm fucking the Mic up
N****s still talking my downfall is their

find her waist
Wait, back to the money ain't no time to waste
I-57 flyin' down the interstate
Sippin' Deleon, it's an acquired taste
And by the way it's

rephrase it
Feeling hit?
Then why don't you talk back like you did
You just got hit by a girl how does that feel though
I hate it when these boys call me joe

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

be United like Stateside
I would have blown up by then like Joe

Me and broski just vibin' with it
Are you hearin' the beat? Man's slidin' with it

got all the flow
I owe myself for all the credit
I'm not thanking a foe
I got it now you best believe that
By tomorrow I'll be doin
My Show
That's how

It's on his chest, he ready to go to war 
His mama bought him Soldier Rees
I'm ridin' by myself, or the devil
Until Lil' Joe is free

Ain't got

give a shit, people come and go
It's 24/7 "fuck it" mode
I'm not a player like Pun and Joe (Yeah)
I just happen to crush a lot
Going for rounds like

counting it up got accountants I’m up Bout my paper but my fam they get the most 
You might need the Heimlich I swear they choke 

I’m Lamar Jackson

presidents, John Calhoun was the VP
Martin Van Buren gave Jackson his loyalty
Nine, Johnson struggled 'cause one of his slaves he married
John Tyler served

by the wayside
East side, High
Joe Clark with the chains
Take em off, like it's night time
Sight beyond sight like I crime fight
Lionor with the sword

I just took a test, it's soundin' like my shit go stupid, lil' bitch
I got like ten percent more left on my to-do list
I rolled by with my old car,

squash it
We don't retreat
Always rappin
What u gonna cop
But be broke by next wk
Quit ya habit
Be a savage wit ur hustle
Fuck sleep
Get some money
Learn

Jackson five, give me one more chance
Ben E. King , stand by me
L'R&B moderno e la voce di Alicia Keys
Pronti o no? come Lauryn Hill e The Fugees
Passata la

the advocate
Two words don't go together: Joe and depression
But possible with hopeless objections, motion suppressions
Besides, there's a reason why lawyers

a myth
While I’m on the toilet writing flows, I’m the shit
No I ain’t been generic so don’t call me by Joe Smith
You ain’t gonna kick me out, gotta wait

chest, yo
I been carrying weight like a gym rack
And I don't mean shit you get rid of
By picking up bottles or packets of SlimFast
Like a Jackson classic,

Joe Jackson by the wrist
I'm whipping extra
If you ever played me once
I'm taking extra
If you ever talking funk
My niggas extra
My amigo fuck with

Verse 1:
90’s was the shit not saying that cuz I was a 90’s kid
80’s I gotta admit it, Jackson and Jordan was killin’ it back when
70’s was tragic

I don't wanna hear it
No, let this be a lesson
Close your mouth and go into your room like I suggested
I'm a get real Joe Jackson in a second

a drug is a drug
Take that till I feel numb
Came back with a steel lung
Thought it wouldn't hurt this much by now
Still does, no such thing as real ones

Dbum dbum dbum soft ass got trucked by Ry
Max is so gay
Aye we fuck for free

How you get exposed playing never have I ever
Got my first kiss in

the 12th, the first day in a crib, he'd lay
George Washington, the 22nd, think it was Friday
Now, March, the first was Jackson, who on the 15th came
James

those cold nights after dark
No cappin, cause we been them boys up in the am steady, programming
Culture like Joe Jackson, she want it bad like a dope