Lyrics:
right at the Truth commercial
Some days I don't want to be bothered
Some days I just miss my father
And even if by a miracle he makes it half way out
It
are is greedy (it's Green Day Joe)
Oh sorry, um, only joking, this is our last song (boo)
Ah, we'll do another one afterwards
Is there some sort
and mc?s roll
But the albums they make never go gold
When I was young, I knew I?d be one of the best
Every time I made a song it came out so fresh
I was
Tyson, Jordan, Jackson
Action, pack guns, ridiculous
And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you touch
Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch
Two
somethin' make sure you hear it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin'
Our music keeps you movin' what are you provin'?
You know that I'm two
he dead, I'd be lyin'
My newborn was born on Valentine's Day
That's the best gift a nigga coulda got, what more could I say?
Nicki had a baby,
two to tango
You call this a lame flow you bought the shit
I guess you to blame too I just found the angle
No more reality flow I'm tryna time my
the oversized heat (what)
I've got the right shoes, you've got two left feet
One's incomplete, tryna make ends meet
Before the album drop, you want a sneak peak
Whether you rap or you don't rap (ha-ha-ha)
Duck 'fore you get rushed (yeah-yeah-yeah)
Get stuck fucking with us (D12)
'Cause
We still don't give
Think I'll order pasta
I don't like ricotta
Now our waiters bouta
Show our seating
Now we're eating
How's your day
It's okay I guess
What'd you do
Y'all youngsters don't know nothin' about Logic
Back in my day, motherfucker, he was that motherfuckin' nigga
It was Logic, Michael Jackson
Verse 1
Spring cleaning, found photo albums while unboxing; as a kid no TV playing Noggin
Cuzzin knockin' 15's playing Nas when
DJ Clue was a must
of Cochise
By Joe Jackson
Should've hired a private eye but they're taxing
Would've gave my friends a try but they're not assassins
No casket but want
change my mind
My will is two-faced
Like the coin that I'm throwing
Over the dune and far behind
Hey joe, hey joe
A shuffling dromedary line
Are you goin'
then)
I seen my share of static, they say that it made me charismatic
Born leader who was born Libra in a foreign two seater with a porn diva
Blowin'
Hey yo! Fuck NWA! (Get the fuck outta here).
Fuck G Unit! (fuck that shit).
Fuck D12! (motherfucker!).
Get the fuck out of the way! (fuck you
Something got Darion blessing like Cam, thank Darion for me
The Jackson family getting money, thank God for D
I love rocking Darion a whole neck full
miss the things passing by
I got two birthdays
One for my mum and when I first prayed
So what's a birthday to a first place
Forget what you say
Today is
bro, Jackson
By the time you get home, you be hearing this
We be rolling and dog we gon' be
On our King of New York shit
Do the King of New York dance
Even a little power earned
Since the day the first album
Turned and the towers burned
Now I'm letting sour burn
Waiting 'til it's our turn
And I keep
sign my shirt?
[Violent J:]
Hehehehehehehehe, yeah
I remember school, hoes back then were like "Joe Bruce ewwww"
Years passed by, and look I'm
sign my shirt?
[Violent J:]
Hehehehehehehehe, yeah
I remember school, hoes back then were like "Joe Bruce ewwww"
Years passed by, and look I'm
getting pass-ons, be by-gones
Nevertheless is definitely hit and hits are what we strive on
We feel this way every single day all day
So make way
Was
[Hook: Xskimo Joe]
One of the best that ever did it
Mo money need extra digits
Never the less then let’s go get it
Big splurging heavy spendin
Hustle
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