Lyrics:
and when your album drop we'll remember
And to all the Arab governments all yall pretenders
Kings only by title just a puppet
Words without action we ain't
of Joe Jackson's kids
I ain't get this nice overnight, it just happens when you practicing
I got some accolades under my belt
Pussy like butter the ones
To all the coons, I say "Hi!"-de-ho
Produced by the mighty pro
Crazy Kay Gee kickin' hit's like Karate Joe
Always with the mind every time to
Blame it
that, I'd rather be loud and I like swearin'"
From the first album even the gals were like, "Tight lyrics, dreamy eyes"
But my f- mouth was nightmareish
a friend to me
Fat Joe, he call me literally, put me on a track instantly
Caribbean connection put me all the way up
What goes up must go down, so Thugga
hit different alone and yo CO extortin wit cell phones on a tier where they don't shed tears or go home word to Chuck D and filed tooth brushes that
it?
Oh no, man
I'm cueing up the fourth album now, his final one
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four, listen
Look into my eyes
Tell me
life, all my life, all my life knew I'd be here (All my life)
These days, at this point in my life, you know what I mean
I kinda really wanna use music
labels hang you by a rope now
Sold out
These labels leave your body coked out
No doubt
And on the day you overdose, count
All the album sales
If you think I'm quitting then you do not know me
I don't need assistance, I'll do it by my lonely
Every day and night life seems to get harder
laid, bitch
She suck me way too good
I finna bust on her like first aid
First mixtape on Soundcloud, got hella hit's
First album got paid that nigga
Phenomenon O.C.
Big L, 0-3-9 baby
Diggin' In The Crates
Yeah yeah, this is Joe the God, Terror Squad reppin'
Yo, yo, yo
I'm from a place where
who else for Joe 2 guard that
Brown paper bag
Brown paper bag
[thanks to melody for correcting these lyrics]
I used to kick it with a brother named, Moe
Moe used to kick it with a brother named, Joe
Joe used to kick it with his girlfriend Lateisha
Club, eating the fruit pastels
Saturday morning I'd go down to Maskell's
It was my favorite place to go
Dancing all day at the Roller Disco
N-n-nineteen
D12 LYRICS
"Trife Thieves"
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Trife thieves we can't be trusted
step into my clique the wrong way
and get your motherfucking dome
their (Mic) Mikes Jacked, call it "this is it" (Michael Jackson's Last Album)
I spit the "INTro" softly, so real fans can listen in
Clubs get their
the day I came out, I was like, "Merits?
Fuck that, I'd rather be loud and I like swearin'"
From the first album even the gals were like, "Tight lyrics,
front of a fire, in a living room
Cozy and warm full of potluck food
But if one day suddenly Johnny got huge
I'd be glad that you knew Johnny too (Johnny)
understandably shaken up by this release
The question everybody wants to know is:
Why'd they get this nigga started? 2Pac, rather Makaveli
Was not available for
parents share often. When I was two or three years old, I was with my family at a swimming pool. The pool had a diving board and unbeknownst to them, I got
tho
I’m the one laughin now they ain’t know tho
Yeah they ain’t know tho
.....
(VERSE 2: SIC STEF)
Thinkin bout da older days man that shit was
banging
Ori mi tobi but ko to bi ti banky
Just joking
Man na bad man
I go by the name hypeman saqua
And i got my man here d'wessy
It's a mocheleche
the beginning of Hell all my friendships fell
I had to focus on myself and make an album when I'm well
I found my best friend after three days lying dead on his
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