Lyrics:
west end
But he peaked early, no verse can beat his surely
Fat fat fat fat fat
Fat fat fat fat fat
Fat fat fat fat fat
Big suprise, she wasn't down for
you're Dick Butkus
One-half science and another half soul
His name's Mike D. not Fat Morton Jelly Roll
Got busy in Frisco fooled around in Fresno
Got
Fuckin around with them
Strangers
It better be about money
And it bet not be no bitch
Better go fish
I don't wanna hear all the lip
And if he trippin
real talk , not about me
What you on about
Notice I been about me
Never did it for any figures
The figure found me
Know this, I don't care what you think
Billboard climbin'
[Fat Joe]
Yeah uh
Yo Don Carta' bomb harder over nearly everybody
Very rarely you find me without the mini-shotti
Just waitin' for
So Joe Sinistr came through the armed recruit to blank crews
My six will fix another one greedy
For real, let's peel they hats back for deal slow
So you only had a nickel like me hustlin' hard
'Fore I knew I was workin' four ounces and two quarters
Not a taker I'm scarred from (? ?)
Swore he
from me now I'm in a bad mood
Like bitch I was not done yet Why'd you be so rude
And why the fuck a goofy actin' crazy He a real dude
If he steady
about right'
Pulled out 5 cash, told him 'shine it up nice' (That's Right)
No, that's Cocaine White (That's Right)
Cocaine White
Fat Joe
This is
person, living or dead, or actual events, is purely Coincidental
This is a Shockocracy, this is satire, but Not Sees are real
It's not hard
To be a bard
motherfucker Peter (whip it up, yeah)
Yeah, my name Joe I'm named after my grandpa
These motherfuckers calling me "Josip" (let's go, yeah)
He was a chef cooking
nothing
You’re not actually worth it
Watch you don’t get fuckin knocked out by the fat guy in public
Stop fuckin acting and fronting!
Wait a minute
I heard
it's real
AIDS kills, word up respect this, yo
Coming from the Wu, it's real
Verse Four: Master Killer, Inspector Deck
Caught by
in my family
Named Danny
And I'm not sure
Where he is today
He's Vera's son
And we visited them once
And he showed me music
That he
Made on his
He want a real bitch from the A
Slim body fat ass no waist
A bitch that's gone do what he say
A bitch that's gone jump when he move
A bitch that's
a half a foot off the finger
Custom seats are amazin' tellin' nobody could touch that b****
Shoes my Maurie, piss by the month, he cut shock s***
Intro: Im Baaack
Seemingly Harmless-
if you ask me, hip hop is at its worst state
hip hop is on a diet and its not overweight
my real name is
call me Joe
Fat as ever and clever, and never second to none
Wearin' leather and better (What's your name?) DJ Run
But in the summer's a bummer,
Oh God!
[Verse Two: Fat Joe]
Hot enough swinging Crack, who could believe he's in the cockpit (cockpit)
Overseas moving ki's like a locksmith
Artist: Flesh-N-Bone f/ Big Punisher, Fat Joe
Album: T.H.U.G.S. (Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls)
Song: No Mercy
[Fat Joe]
Yeah, real
remix, remix
Remix, remix, remix,
[Verse 6: Fat Joe]
All these n*ggas wanna front trill with them stiff faces
Till them n*ggas lyin' still up in stiff
25/8 I a never let the bag go
Just beccuz u flexxxin on the Gram don't make you bad h**
Choppas make a n**** lean back Like he fat joe
Never had
therapy
He thinks I'm not a real man
Who put the drag in the drag queen
Don't knock it until you tried it on
Sugar and spice and everything nice wasn't
fat ass, one flat ass
Nigga hit the switcheroo on my black ass
Ever seen Joe's Jeans on a jackass?
And my bitch got on tights with a tack ass
I'm a fly
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