Lyrics:
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
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
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,
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
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,
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
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
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
nigga rappin' like he knows the captain
Bought on no shit about no Joe Jackson
Those facts, you broke rapper
Niggas be mad how my approach dapper
Don't
than Joe Jackson
Toe Tagging every time I seem to catch a rhythm
How you living?
Fallen angel might've lost a halo
But he kept his wings
So I'm soaring
with some mad ass skill
Micheal Jackson on these bitches man I got no chill
Stun em with a stunner like I was Steve Austin
Even Fat Joe dm me I am
happening
Master of the ring
Long striker dicks magic
Long lasting jackson
Time for some action
If you need call
Mr remy satisfaction uh
Ass fat make me punch
Nigga, uh, uh, uh
Put a bitch on a bitch and a bitch on a strip
Extra chips with the dip, extra clips for the stick
They my sons, Joe Jackson, come
Marky Mark intro:
Ha, yeah. I know what you're all thinking
That this is some old Janet Jackson type of @#!
But it ain't about that
This if the real,
And there isn't one thing darlin'
I would not do for you
You know, I love you, see, see
I want you ride by my side
See see rider, ough, keep me satisfied
the lambs
To my man Jazzy Jay, silence the lambs
To my partner Diamond D, silence the lambs
To my man Fat Joe, silence the lambs
[A.G.]
Now who's stepping
answer to nobody, keep questions rhetorical
Wit mo action, whippin' ass like Joe Jackson
If you see it contain jus, remain tha future attraction
Main
Got 'em turning white, call that Michael Jackson
Pull up to the function with that Jackson action
It's crazy how fast I can switch up but I ain't
done came and left
I'm by myself, with your traces
And my yard you know it's hard, mentally-scarred
Brain-barred little cousin Joe, I done seen
ain't nothin' for ya
Two shots, my allabies, I'm with Joe and De La Hoya
Fight on, ran up in the crib and turned the lights on
Yo get this, Mothafucka!
doper than Mike Jackson and Anna Nicole
Whitney Houston in the bath tub
If dope had legs I be Mary and Jones
Cause I'm doped up, lifting your weight
stories
Just like your picture which appears online
Obviously, Santa Claus exists
Your picture that's in your telephone
Or in some family album
Obviously,
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
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