Lyrics:
First and foremost I would like to
Thank God my beautiful wife, shante
Da "Boss Lady", my kids: Spank
Rook, & Choc, Anthony Hayward
Moms, Pops,
believe those days are gone
It's something about a cup of joe
That takes me back in time
To a little farm, tucked inside
The Jackson County line
Rubber
serve, oh, verse by verse
My verb like perc', I slow it down, my verse like syrup
I like the sound, gun rounds on mother Earth
With a little pump you
stimmt nicht
An Bushido bist du gebunden. Das ist richtig, für dieses Album
Das Album, und das wurde bei Sony abgegeben
Und niemand ander'n. Und
song, and that bitch just passes by
So I, got lyrically complex, that way I could clock checks
Get my moms out the projects, with these concepts,
Daddy Rae
Represent (represent)
Magic Mike
Yo, I represent, I represent
I represent 10 albums at twenty seven years old
Millions of copies sold
holla at my folks in Jackson
Sup, Stokes? Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Oh, we gon' do it like big players
What's up, NO joe?
Real nigga, know what I
to himself and he cussed
He left Sacramento early that mornin'
With a sackful of mail for St. Joe
Had to outrun some outlaws outside Carson City
By
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
John
You baby dick-sucker
Joe Jackson beat you you better dance
Like James Brown faggot in red leather pants
You made up vitiligo you're
A liar you
like I've never seen before in my life
Brought me a CD from a guy selling them in Time Square
It was his first album redemption back in 2005-2006
When
start him?
Now they can't park him
I go into the booth and just change like Clark Kent
Lamborghini dark tint
Philly blunts cigar scent
I'm by myself
still takin rappin for a joke
A passing hope, or a phase with the rope
Sometime I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MC's
I
a rep that I made all by myself
One I hate all by myself
That comes from decisions created all by myself
I can't shake it all by myself
See I grew up
Damn, woah, this really the last song (Yeah)
And i'm still shmacking the shmiz
And i'm not your average Joe (Woah) (On god i'm not)
Woah (Huh?)
Let's
see, the hood fucked up
I got a plan for the crisis
Bring the dope in on boats
And lower cocaine prices
That's stage one of my plan
To pass by depression
N9ne units sold
And whoever you bitch niggas is saying, I'm kicking it in Lee Joes log
Lee Joe'll tell you I'm original, and by the way Lee Joe my dog!
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! I don't leave no witness
Like Larry
One of the arguments we hear
Coming from the new type of atheist
"When I was a child
I believed in Santa Claus
When I was a child
I believed in
quote
On the first few albums
That "that present day composer
Refuses to die, " by putting his name on the
Albums, I led a lot of people
In the direction
[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
I've been feelin' in album mode
Homies probably heard me say that the last few years though,
But now I'm in a different time zone
So I feel less fear
tenure as music director
Fo the Boston Symphony Orchestra from 1923-49
(9) Annie's cousin Fanny was a sweetie of
Mine: Is a song by Glenn
Miller
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