Lyrics:
there shocked as hell
Like, "How the fuck you remember
This shit that well?"
Feds be tellin' niggas what to say
Don’t get me wrong
It's still rattin'
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,
to get me a hole-in-one to remind me of life when I go off
Homocidal thoughts, bodies outlined in chalk by the time it's dark
Dahmer signing his name
look, I look, you invite it, I took
I forever wearin it, you know stone cold crook
What's truth, what's lie? Who's people, who spy?
It's life
Yeah
This song is dedicated to all the average joes out there in The world
Trying to get their money
Check it out
Uhh, I go by the name Chris
Woke up
about it
Youre a strange lot
Giving up on society
Were just animals trapped in life
Civilized for what its worth
Radical what is worse
A frenzied
Get down to a flow in sight
Get made by the end of the night
Coz it’s (Music and lights)
Joe we pass time with the booze and fights
Groove only in
forever wearin it, you know stone cold crook
What's truth, what's lie? Who's people, who spy?
It's life and death, choose live or die
Ultimates
my ex, I'll stack my hoes
On my life, can't save these hoes
I'm in love with all this dough
She won't kiss me head to toe
Told her I'm no "Average Joe
stunts
Young and I'm wildin', (?) try him
He'll call me Retch but your bitch call me Bryan
In Polo I'm stylin', it's all that I'm rockin'
If you catch
lose it long ago?)
When I wake it's everywhere
But none for me, no, none for Joe
I only want what everyone wants
Is that really so wrong?
I never thought
They tell me it's the life, life, the life, life, the life
I can't go on like this, knowing that I'm just gettin' by
Can't go on like this, knowing
Do you like a bitch with a big butt?
Hell yeah! Hell yeah! Hell yeah!
Do you like a bitch gobble dick up?
Hell yeah! Hell yeah! Hell yeah!
Do you
sight
Get made by the end of the night
Coz it’s (Music and lights)
Joe we pass time with the booze and fights
Groove only in the heat of the mic
Get down
the mid-life crisis', y'all know who the nicest is
Always tell it like it is in spite of it
Dudes frontin' quite a bit, know I've grown tired of it
Sometimes
the family
Used to be salty like the ocean
Now I'm floating like a manatee
I been hella grateful life be kinda crazy
Cause it's like a box of chocolates
But
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
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
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
fill the first time
Oh I get it, trying to charm us with a third time
But Shangri-La awaited by that water tower
Cycle Power tripping on this course for
hell, we in hell
We in hell, we in hell, we in hell, we in hell, we in
My niggas praising melanin by making all these songs
But we get locked up for
B
Joe been crack way before my philosophy
Banned from TV, BET won't play me
Still we do it B.I.G. it's all gravy
It's our reality, you call it
your wake
Eliminate all the wrongs in your life
Don't you fall for them guys, like Pun says, it's all in the eyes
[Interlude + hook]
[Fat Joe
ice cream down his throat
You want us to conform, there's one thing you need to know
Let me keep it blunt, Joe, hell fucking no
This is not about
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