Lyrics:
compassion
He lives in the love
That lives in our hearts
Words and music by John Denver and Joe Henry
a sigh
When they see Little Joe's passing by
Sometime the cabin's gloomy and the tables bare
But when he kisses me it's Christmas everywhere
Troubles
(YO), uh, (oh God), haha
Haha (feedin you, feedin you)
Yo (feedin you, feedin you)
(Fat Joe)
Yo, uh, yo, call me the JV artist
That means I own two
a joke
Me gettin' served is like Bill Gates and Oprah goin' broke
It's 'bout time they gave it to me, I'm the reignin' champ
Your favorite rapper went
to get the dough!
Boom bip BAM here I am
Even fans in Japan be tellin me I'm the man
Fat Joe a.k.a. the woman fucker
Beat you down
Delores T., Screw her, I never knew her
I'm good, like milk mixed with calugha
Intimidated by the songs I made (why?!)
You soft like suede, I'm sharp
on me
I represent two percent and you're like the other ninety
(This is Glory)
Glorious times immortalized by these glorious rhymes
The notorious mind
hip-hop
take Don Cartagena, as your lawfully wedded husband
Now by the power invested in me, by me
I pronounce you husband and wife
[Fat Joe
Now Beautiful Joe, he lay down in the snow in his old coat and hat
in his old hat and coat
The coat had been eaten by moths
The coat had been eaten
Now I've got my payment
For the service that I gave
They've given me my ticket
To this place beyond the grave
I suppose it's kind of funny
I
We're supposed to start work down on the river today.
And for Joe and me, it's some pretty good pay.
Now, I was countin' on him
To be at the dock
on the other team
You'll lose the game but make it seem
Like nothing could be further from the truth
Shoeless Joe did what they said he dropped a couple
(after the song ends)
This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER... As you can see, MUSIC can get you
pretty fucked up...Take a tip from Joe, do like he did,
City, they call me Hubie King
Built my kingdom brick by brick, took that nothin' Made it somethin', yeah, they hate it
Now they sick, had my love, now
wanted
The second album
Twelve precious melodies
Worth listening
Hope you enjoy them
Like if it's sung to me
Listen to twelve great tunes
a fuckin' bid
It's time to separate the real from the phony
The name is Fat Joe, punk, act like you know me
I come equipped with the ruff shit
Nowadays I
I'm no beau, I'm almost Billie Joe
(By the flowers in the muddy waters)
I mean at this row, I'm almost Billie Joe
(It's almost regal the way I go,
Kwaku abogweser
Me de ber fa hin
Kwaku abogweser
Me de ber fa hin
Yei yei ye
I want it very nice
Yei yei ye
I want to do it right
Yeah
Chairman
something, yeah
Rip it out the onion, yeah
I talk big, i host something, yeah
Joe Budden, yeah
I'm up in this bitch like a baby
Don't fuck wit me, i got
fool! I mean, it's not like your going to have five
sides to an album, is it? Silly billy... Anyway, fourth side... only recorded on the album. Mmmm Hmmm!
dinner on Sunday, oh, by the way"
"He said he saw a girl that looked a lot like you up on Choctaw Ridge"
"And she and Billy Joe was throwing somethin'
pleased to have dinner on Sunday, oh, by the way"
"He said he saw a girl that looked a lot like you up on Choctaw Ridge"
"And she and Billie Joe was
fatalnie
Jego ręce drżały jego oczy były przekrwione
I nawet jak na czarnego był bardzo blady
I was down in old Joe's barroom
On the corner by the square
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
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