Lyrics:
signs
Joe Cash Joe Cash say my f$$ name
It’s family over e that won’t never change
Can you stand the rain ?
Well how about dance in it ?
If God
to make a blood pump cold
Globalization meaning spreading business across the globe
They make it seem pretty by telling you they helping
But they get dirt
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
splendid glory
I tell her, we all can make our own end to our story
Our intro is just our entrance it's chapter one
And we can make a clean cut like when
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
a tease of rain within our cup.
We are in the rain shadow now.
Brother always told me, work hard you'll make it through.
Pay attention to yourself, be
I start you know I got ta
pay homage and respect to Afrika Bambaata
Zulu Nation for twenty years of work
Fat Joe wouldn't be on if it
Motherfucker I be spinning out
Yea I be
Fuck a train man
Tryna count money like rain man
I’m tryna clean up my life no stains man
Need a penthouse rent is like 8
and make me whole
I see the rain
It's gonna fall down on the thoughts I can't control
I see the rain
It's gonna wash
Till only love remains
I see your pain
apparently it's gonna rain
If it doesn't sound normal it doesn't make sense
Back in my day a Freddo was only ten pence pal
Keep a check on your visceral fat
I
yea
I'm David Blane with magic tricks I could make em poof yea
Fat Joe how I make em lean
Ghost face how I make em scream
Bruce Banner how I make em
so you know my ass high
Funk made by my nigga named X,
Bitches with the fat lips and fat ass, I want to sex
Check this, nuts to your chin now fin,
Names the track "No Shade"
Makes it the shadiest track on the whole EP
Hahahaha, uh
No shade
I said
No shade
You can't buy this
Talent homemade
You
It'll be a cold day in hell the day I take an L
Make no mistake for real I wouldn't hesitate to kill
I'm still the fat one that you love to hate
Catch
It'll be a cold day in hell the day I take an L
Make no mistake for real I wouldn't hesitate to kill
I'm still the fat one that you love to hate
Catch
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
we pop bottles in the vip
(Kang) Call me Joe clark niggaz lean on me (Yeah)
Racks on me, got green on me (Racks)
Givenchy look so clean on me (Whoo
said-
I don't make it rain, I ain't rich
I ain't got a milli
I ain't prying checks for -
Yeah I got signed
But I ain't got them bricks
And I still step up
yk what im hopin
They don't clean me out while im in the house
I pray 4 a drought it stank when the flood came thru
Make it hard 2stay clean cuz
Yo, Yo What's good it's ya boy Joe Crack the Don
Aka Fat Joe, Aka We the business
Check this out, This is brand new, Top Floor
(That Nigga Jo' Goin'
so you know my ass high
Funk made by my nigga named X,
Bitches with the fat lips and fat ass, I want to sex
Check this, nuts to your chin now fin,
trey-pound, black 9-mil
Magucci leather got me shoe crazy
Quarter mil' vehicle and I'm a oops baby
And if I'm wearin my chain it's 380
Like Fat Joe, nigga you
It'll be a cold day in hell the day I take an L
Make no mistake for real I wouldn't hesitate to kill
I'm still the fat one that you love to hate
Catch
cash from the state but
nigga why you put time out
I just made way us to make money cause I got some out cause I got it in my pocket so I
saved it for
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