Lyrics:
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Lyin' About The Blues
Words: Dennis Johnson, Music: Jeff Walker, Steve Turner and Chris Cawte
This song was never recorded by us, but ended up
you wake, I'll be by your side with breakfast in bed
Big heart na I carry for my chest But if nor you show me love
I go use wetin dey my head
I know my
That she won tickets to see
The Chili Peppers play
On Ellis Island
And it was for the release
Of their new album
By the Way
And she won the tickets
By
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!
to start it
Told my Haterz not to start it
Timmy, timmy, timmy turner
He be wishin for the burner
Katch vicky while she walkin
Kaught her Slippin by
off
By the realest MC, and that's me
Joe Crack the Don, I came from the streets
Knee deep in the game, other half in the streets
I got that permit
love so much
But so what, I'm sleazy it's not easy being Joe Smut
With more bucks than you can count, more than what's in your clutch
I could fund
said we got a big show up here tonight
And we have saved you a seat on the front row
Ah I sat and watched and listened
As Grant Turner introduced
Third floor the north wing, counting blue streaks
Celery pockets, carrot wrist, yeah I got blue cheese
Think this shit a game I got fifty in a Lucci
on designer shoes
In the trap sacking up dope
And I'm fresh as a fool
I let her suck my dick for fun
But she had a baby by you
That SV watch freeze
Love me
Now playboy, tell me, how you luv that?
[Verse 2]
Last night I got a call on my phone
Ike Turner want to make a "gangsta-slap-a-bitch-pimp" song
He
melon in now
With a pistol so big yo it could lift
A hippo and knock an elephant down
Akh, I punch a lot, I'm tellin' you now
And that fake-ass ice that
need then get lost
I could buy the blue from the
Sky I'm a rich hog give me it now
I'm not the guy you want to piss off
By any means
I get what I want
cleaning Icebox, quick as a flash
Word to Seuss, red fish, blue fish, turn up the bass
You drop an album, it sucks
I got a million bucks
And I'ma double it
side
I got big plans for you
Whatever I say you gone slide
I been the man for you
Keep it a blue bill ain't no lies
Not all in a jam with you
I had
Shits not even out and the internet exploded
From the monday club blues
To an album full of tunes
From drinking up booze
To eating magic mushrooms
unexpected
Twenty-eight so soon, I was affected
I was twenty-six, his death hit home
I hoped that he and Cube would write new songs
And Joe and Cube would
It was down in Old Joe's barroom,
On the corner by the square,
The usual crowd was assembled
And big Joe McKinney was there.
He was
gotta tell y'all it's big 4
Me and Curt God freestyling at the Joe Sto
I can't fail, can't fall, this was heaven sent
Nobody's baby daddy so keep my name
Ramblin' Rose
(Noel Sherman - Joe Sherman)
Ramblin' rose, ramblin' rose
Why you ramble heaven knows
Wild and wind blown, that's how you've grown
Who
and my man Rick got millions of gold albums
(That's a lie) I'm gettin' cold money every day
(You're a liar)
You'll need a wheel barrow for all that shit in
Artist: DJ Envy f/ Jay-Z
Album: Blok Party Vol. 1
Song: H.O.V.A.
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash
[Jay-Z] + (DJ Envy)
Yo uh, dim
steel Eggo
Throwin rhymes in spirals like Joe Klecko
Miami Dolphin, now shut up, close your mouth and
you be hatin debatin, regurgitatin
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