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Joey Bada$$

Jo-Vaughn Virginie Scott (born January 20, 1995), known professionally as Joey Badass (stylized as Joey Bada$$), is an American rapper. A native of Brooklyn, New York City, he is a founding member of the hip-hop collective Pro Era, with whom he has released three mixtapes as well as his numerous solo projects. Joey Badass released his debut mixtape, 1999, in June 2012 to critical acclaim and recognition, followed by Rejex in September, and Summer Knights in July 2013. His debut studio album, B4.Da.$$, was released in January 2015. In 2016, he made his television debut on the USA Network series Mr. Robot. His second and third studio album, All-Amerikkkan Badass and 2000, were released in April 2017 and July 2022, respectively. more »

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2019

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Oh (yeah), oh (yeah)
And you know my mind

Nigga life end if he starting with me
My niggas still going hard in these streets
Triple six nigga, the mark of the beast
I unlock potential, I'm feeling the leash (sheesh)
I put that bitch on a leash (leash)
Hit them all 'til they deceased ('ceased)
Lord have mercy on all my enemies
Know I make it all by any means
Know I won't f*ck like, you ain't coppin' no cleats
Pull my dick out, now she drop on her knees
Power P, he goin' dumb on the beat
I do not know who they want me to be

Unlocked my chains and I'm feelin' so free
I tried to tell 'em, I been a OG (yeah, yeah)
Tell me what they really know about me
I don't think they really know anything
Now you done fucked up, you woke up the beast
Everywhere I go, we 47 deep
We gon' run down and they forced to retreat (yeah)
Every last one of my niggas gon' eat

She tryna f*ck, make her lock her knees
Can't hear you talk, I speak Guap-anese
Wrappin' the work, I'ma cop a ki'
Smoke out the V, tryna dodge police
Nigga been stuck in his ways
Bill Belichick, how I'm callin' out plays
Causin' a wreck, hope I don't catch a case
Watch how you step or my niggas will spray
G-Mackin', keep the heater packin' (uh-huh)
See static, keep the reach slummin' (uh-huh)
Squeeze 'matic, see your team nappin' (uh-huh)
Wreak havoc, none my niggas cappin', that's a fact
Nigga been lit, I've been knockin' out hoes
Rollin' a zip, I'ma blow me a zone
Twistin' ya lips, now you got to go
Don't f*ck with nigga, just leave me alone

Unlocked my chains and I'm feelin' so free
I tried to tell 'em, I been a OG (yeah, yeah)
Tell me what they really know about me
I don't think they really know anything
Now you done fucked up, you woke up the beast
Everywhere I go, we 47 deep
We gon' run down and they forced to retreat (yeah)
Every last one of my niggas gon' eat

I'ma need more than a twenty at least
Grew from the slum, now we reppin' the Beast (woo)
She got the cake, so I'm takin' a piece
Make no mistake, I get play when I preach
Walk like a G, I put teams in the gang
Blessin' the karma that build up my name
Dead on arrival, endurin' the painless
All white huaraches in Europe, they train us
Too many rappers and not enough painters
Frida or Dali, my palette like Monet
No one can stop me, I'm too stubborn too
Only get down when I'm stuck in the groove
Wipe myself down and I'm bustin' a move
Goldie, it's evident, ice out the tooth
In the meantime, I got nothin' to prove
Ride in the hoopty with nothin' to lose (Errt, errt)

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