Lyrics:
You've got eyes like an old wounded soldier
They cry tears to be lost in the wind
Hey Joe
Hey Joe
Hey Joe
What are you gonna do?
I'll look for
and the hair
And the rest of her
And when I look at her now
I still see her young and beautiful
She's my girl and I'm her Joe
And we're not what you see
Madeleine
But I'm getting soaked and wet
I've been soaked since half past ten
Madeleine is not here yet
I'm waiting for Madeleine
Joe is closed by now I'll
Madeleine
But I'm getting soaked and wet
I've been soaked since half past ten
Madeleine is not here yet
I'm waiting for Madeleine
Joe is closed by now I'll
most niggas I tote trigga
For you broke nigga and gold diggas wit no figga
That's why I palm the heater for all you non believers
I'm on ya ass like
You've got eyes like an old wounded soldier
They cry tears to be lost in the wind
Hey Joe
Hey Joe
Hey Joe
What are you gonna do?
I'll look for
Why should people think that the system produces corrupt results when there you are?
Well Im not sure you should assume I'm not corrupt, but thank you
so the dogs can't smell 'em c'mon
Brown paper bag (thank god for that)
Brown paper bag (yo Khaled I'm so focused homie I can see clearly now you
and never late
Breakfast hot right on your plate
Even when my days are cold
I always love driving back home
Sitting by the burning fireplace
With my kind
the road isn't rocky for people who thought we were free
They'll believe what they read, and Joe's here to lull them to sleep
Counting us down by
the crowd want to hear this
???,???? and none of them in they case
I'm free as a bird and to fly out on stage
I'm not here for no frontin just to say
of the stu for being sloppy
Joe$ya mane
Don't treat music like it's a hobby
Beat sales going crazy man they cop it like is molly
And the beats hit hard like
Now they lookin' for sponsors, so I'm tellin' chicks, "I'm broke"
That was prop money on the 'Gram, Kodak Black joke (I ain't got it)
I'm not a big
to know that fellow Joe window washer man
Joe how are you, ""I guess I am ok""
Joe what you do ""I rub rub rub all day""
Why do you smile ""I'm happy all
cold fishin' by the lake
Take a brain off rappin', 'member what happened
Listen reminisce and cold keep your foot tappin
Darryl and Joe cause the DJ's
to the Roc)
This is the last call for alcohol for my niggas
(Mr. Rockefeller)
So get your ass up off the wall
So this A&R over at Roc-A-Fella, named Hip
up shop and try to move somethin
And I'm talkin about kilo's and pounds
Fuck a desert eagle
I got shit that spit over 300 rounds
Can tell by
My name's Joe and I'm a workaholic, and I've been clean for 13 days
Been a week since I worked some OT, been two years since I got a raise
I was told
They mack all type - that's alright
You know I slurp my drink
I'm clipped inside - kids aight (Just Blaze)
Yes y'all it's the one and only (what else?)
speak about pain but keep Christ at the center
When writing my letters, with rhymes that are clever
HOOK- Scratches by DJ cverage Joe “When I write my
my head no dey
You never go barb we are not the same
We dey come (We dey come)
Joe yeeba (Joe yeeba)
We dey come if eno source yentumi nda (Yentumi
There once was a man not long ago
He went by the name of dirty joe
It's said he rode the wheels all through the night
(All through the night)
be glad to see me
Without a penny to the good,
But I'm not carin' much what happens,
I did the best I could!
He's just good for nothin' Joe,
But
be glad to see me
Without a penny to the good
But I'm not carin' much what happens
I did the best I could
He's just good-for-nothin' Joe
But,
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