Lyrics:
hand went up
Baby now you got a roomful of honest opinions
You can take it or leave it"
He leaves it either betrayed or bemused
It's always difficult
of staying neutral and discrete
My momma said you're judged by the company you keep
But what you can consider, that if it goes down
They'll kill you if you
Circuit's of all these other
Rappers you did the
DVDs you did the mixtapes you
Came up on mixtapes
Like every other underground rapper
In New York
I was
by surprise
I was with her but I was with you
You squeezed my hand and we both knew
That if we didn't leave right then
Our 1 + 1 was gonna be 2
You
call me Joe
Don't call me sweetheart
Just call me Joe
You wear the best clothes that I've ever seen
I've seen your light and your poetry
And it's
by moths many, many hours ago
You can hear him singing
You can hear him singing
Beautiful Joe lay down in the snow
Beautiful Joe, cold fingers and toes
lettuce like cabbage
You talk about me, you up in my passing
And I got gliss on, you can call it carriage
You look embarrassed
Tell me what your name is
your whole street, you ain't no motherfuckin' O.G.
'Cause O.G. means, means you a original gangsta
Understand pure motherfuckin' man
Ain't no police
dirty, come back, hit at your shit
You ran when your nigga got popped
Why you ain't shoot back? (why you ain't shoot back?)
I'm EBK for real
Any nigga
to get your fuckin throat slit
I wanna call Gus and hang you by your pedo wrists
This is not a threat, just a little wish
Also scammy fake mechanics do
forgot the name is Paradox
And
Y'all wanna be with the Twitter beef nah we ain't finna box
I got a red dot aiming at your head
Gonna leave you dead
7.62
should know Nina
Cause that's you and me both Nina
Uh won't you leave me now
Now
Love will come and love will go
But you can make it on your own
Sing that
getting sticks to steal my glow
Sickest kid on a verse one man show
I be like a one man army
Y'all can't harm me
Get your whole crew if you want
come from where did you go cotton eye Joe
Well I know the signs yea
And I see your eyes girl
Tell me you like it when I'm right by you side
It's 5:45
Said I need some gasoline I'm going to have to take a loan
He said I can't help you and to make matters worse
The price to fill your tank is even more
Gotchu feelin it hard like Joe the God's really bringin' it back
Ayo the kid is back
Leave it right where you at
Let a real nigga hold that, you
that big ass
football you wear on your face, hurtin' and shit
Get your old ass cell phone
And get them Chic Jeans, that Jamaica Joe shirt, and
them
the cameras don't get aired here
They can't see you
Wave your title to this tidal wave, we do
And you don't appear to be a peer to me, for real
You should kneel
believe us
Need Christ to lead us
Through the tough times he will never leave us
Can you stand in the rain
Be my new addition since Plus is my name
Positive
drinking and smoking
Thinking and hoping this cell gon' open
You can dance next to me
But don't throw an elbow
I'll throw one back and leave
Blood on your
take off them twenties and put them big 23's on
Watchin' the latest DVD's with the TV's on
It's hot AC in winter can turn your heat on
You hear them
will hit you, boy
Your nobody so no one will miss you
Queens start to kickin' it's too
Much to get through
Leave a nigga leakin' like an Indian ritual
Or leave her trout bleeding out on Condoleezza's couch
I'll seek this route without regrets, and drink a brew then think of you
Cause if it's the last
above all you jive suckers
Listen, that's word to my mother
You throw a shot at me
I'm throwing a shot back
Your's is on a joint
Mine's whistling by your
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