Lyrics:
a showstopper, phantom rocker
All I need's a little help from my friends like Joe Cocker
Hip-hopera, got you non-stop, so call the doctor
Operate on the beat
the the resurgence of the soul sound
You know, I got to come in and track the beat
And at the time I was still with my other management
I really wanted to roll
Joe Hill come over from Sweden shores
Looking for some work to do
And the Statue of Liberty waved him by
As Joe come a sailing through, Joe Hill
Joe Hill come over from Sweden shores
Looking for some work to do
And the Statue of Liberty waved him by
As Joe come a sailing through, Joe Hill
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
a talker
And I do not have any wheels
But I am a walker
You did it first
But I put the soul in the bitch
Like Joe Cocker
She gone get by
With some help from
a sentence
Me and Tone Soul still co-defendants
Know your legends, Fat Joe, Soul blowin' up sessions
Split dough with detectives to get my flow in protection
under a spacebeam spasm like Joe Cocker
The feeble-mind shocker
In ultraviolet hours, searching for blue flowerspsychedelic relics my power
Aesthetic
and Joe he was my man, the flower of my soul
Thou he never said he loved me, I just always seemed to know
While standing by the highway, thumbin' for
Taffy-Apple Tango Mambo Cha Cha Cha
(Heel and toe?) I don't know
Last night at Papa Joe's my buddy met a lovely dove
She was the kind you never find but
Elaine Paige
But without the fuckin' tunes an' Joe Cocker bollocks
East miserable Mainline
Where the air con won't be saved by Nicolas Cage
Put some
As he passed around them black-eyed peas
That's soul food
You know what I'm talkin' about
Said "Ol' Billie Joe ain't never had a
Lick of sense in his
try and tell them, we're all in this together
My album was raw, because no one would ever
Think like I think, or do what I do
I stole the show, then
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
noise)
Yeah! (Where you get that thang, man?) (By my side)
When you do somethin' to somebody, um (By my side)
It ain't just you, it's somebody next
find that were mostly
machines looking for a soul
im joe fabulous
life is my school
the next joe fabulous
and we are the merchants of cool
we aim
Now Gypsy was my little dog I found by the road in a ditch
And so I named him Gypsy cause that name just seemed to fit
Oh and Joe he was my man he was
the industry is soul hunting
Take a look at Joe Budden
Shoulda won a gold something
Then the Grammy's hit and they presented it with no pumping
Made a diss
(yes)
It's like that man, it's like that (yes)
Check it
I'm not your average MC with the Joe Schmoe flow
If you don't know me by now, you'll never
my soul today but I still gotta dump this yay making plays like junior seau Joe yeah he
In better shape hit in a new whip Joe shinning phone ring flip
mister Cocker gonna play
Turnin' on the radio, Mary by my side
Suddenly I realised I'm just feelin allright
I step into arena, saw the clapping hands
more
Believe my own nonsense I can't lie no more
Soul's dead, breathless I can't sigh no more
Wheel's already fell off, I can't ride no more
I guess
through it
We call it probation, but there's no pro to it
Yeah my soul's aching, only a few peers know
Funny thing about the case is it's a few years old
To the hip hop, Joe cocker
Rubber soul
Good time- so sublime
Go for a stroll
Dreamers are aware
World is a stage
Join the new age
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