Lyrics:
Man I miss my dawgs
Mawmaw Myrtle
Mawmaw Pat, that's real
Uncle Joe
Lil Mike
My nigga Lance, thats real
That Katrina storm
Destroyed our home
Left
bout' nigga scram
Nigga hollin' on the ground Might catch her up and then I face him
Two grinds and wrote this album Baby Joe, make him eat his maker
Island
To shows at the garden
Automatic startin' in the drop got
Your bitch pussy fartin
My album about to drop in 7 days
But I still poke a rapper
more
Believe my own nonsense I can't lie no more
Soul's dead, breathless I can't sigh no more
Wheel's already fell off, I can't ride no more
I guess
Sleep with my eyes at post
So diablo won't be hostin the game of life
The knife sits by throats of the young
And blows death straight through the lungs
the remix
I go by the name of Sacario
[Fat Joe] Yeah!
[Sacario] Angela, Joey Crack
[Fat Joe] Pick the music up man
[Angie M] Let's do it
[Sacario] We 'gon
taking his life's not a problem
I've been robbin' niggas and pullin' triggas way before my album
Drowning my sorrows with bottles of Moe
Anybody can go,
B
Joe been crack way before my philosophy
Banned from TV, BET won't play me
Still we do it B.I.G. it's all gravy
It's our reality, you call it
no sci-fi horror
Walk by today, drive-by tomorrow
Talk hype, get blazed, why do you bother?
You've been wally since Tim Tam Tommy
Go raves
Get paid but
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
motherfucker did I studder
With my brown paper bag, here to represent the hustle I'm out
[Fat Joe]
Coka baby man you know I already had money
Definition
a body
In the studio tryna calm your soul
Lookin' at your manager, I think Krizzle got me
I put you in the trunk with these subwoofers
5th wheel in my
a body
In the studio tryna calm your soul
Lookin' at your manager, I think Krizzle got me
I put you in the trunk with these subwoofers
5th wheel in my
Joes no trouble he ran for mayor
The mafia car bombed my car
I said you're not running for mayor
Gave up wishing
Took up hoping
Hoping Joe will
I feel the Aryan in my blood, it's scarier than a Blood
Been looking for holy water, now I'm praying for a flood
It feel like time passing me by
(Ha huh)
When it come to regular Joe's can't trust a soul (Ha huh)
Can't be nice to no dam body I already know (Ha huh)
Can't be nice to no dam body I
Morning cup of Joe
Wake up scroll my phone
Had a crazy night I was in a different zone
I jump into the whip
I don't know where I'm going
I got no
[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
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!
Black Magic by Slayer
Only What the Light Allows vocals by Joe Benson
Cursed
Black magic night
We've been struck down
Down in this Hell
Spells
hope it kept your souls aligning
I’m just a normal person getting paid
Most days I barely took a break
Tripping on a vision in my brain
Is what they say
and we beatin' it up
And we got ears, and we got freezers, bruh
Aye, I'm a visionary
And my vision blurry
And I join the Saint Joe's crypto club, I'm in
things that exist that are not
At the level of my coffee cup
There are things which exist
At different levels of being
Obviously, Santa Claus exists
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