Lyrics:
Yeah, yeah, yeah
All day baby, all day
I'ma flood the block block, with all that shit
I'ma flood the block block, with all that shit
I'ma flood
on the front said
"fender champ"
And a second-hand guitar
It was a stratocaster with a whammy bar
We could jam in joe's garage
His mama was screamin'
His
Ignored by the masses, but loved by a few
A bearded man came up to Joe and said
I have a job for you
You see I'm part of the traveling circus in town
more fun not being skied by Neem
Handling with Joe and Haak is really blast
They catch all of my throws, even a shitty push pass
Learning the sets took
Rewind selecta
Life intersecta
Life like a boom box
Ely-on switch up connecta
Kings with a scepter
We gyan infecta
Kingdom come, dem watch us conquer
when we lived on the river and the river did flood
there were fishes swimming by
we caught them with our hands and it was fun
when the river did
cutting hairs
With that boy J-o-e, yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no ho
I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate
I'ma come through
cutting hairs
With that boy J-o-e, yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no ho
I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate
I'ma come through
Flea
Comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e
Yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe
I'm up on this tape, never
Comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e
Yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe
I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate
here, we are drowning in the flood
Our end is near when the river brings the flood
Our primal fears, punishment by the gods
The deluge is here, we are
at
Passing the buck!
Has no Covid plan!
Controlled by the woke.
The American dream’s
Going up in smoke!
Joe defunds police!
Shuts pipelines down.
had knuckle dusters
Istrael, he had a bat
And by the time the Roman legion had our hands out on the hood
Christ was halfway to the city and he was
Hands on your heads, throw your best laid plans in the well
There are no more answers, questions go back on the shelf
All Joe's Donors, a quick show
Yeah. Uh. Joe crack the don!
Ton' Sunshine. Terror, uhh
Terror squad, its our time!
Uhh, yea, hand it ova
Uh, yo, uh-huh, what, yea, uh, woo
comes the flood,
The flood, the flood, the flood
By hearth, and ash, and fire
We're lay our souls to the dire
Dank and cruel
Ruins of our town
Our time
Yeah. Uh. Joe crack the don!
Ton' Sunshine. Terror, uhh
Terror squad, its our time!
Uhh, yea, hand it ova
Uh, yo, uh-huh, what, yea, uh... woo
the hallway
Talkin' all day, bout the stupidest shit
Like if we got rich, what would we do with our chips?
And who was our favorite rappers, it was Nas
Human corpses floating side by side
Washed up with the distant moonlit tide
Only she can save our sorry souls
Priceless freedom coming at a heavy cost
a guardian angel
Side by side we can do it together
We'll pull through it and
We'll make our problems history
Won't you please be my guardian angel
Take
Little Joe the wrangler he'll wrangle never more
His days with the remuda they're all done
It was long about last April he rode into our camp
Just
a fight till the end, it's a must that we win
Cuz it's all coming down that's facts, no cap, let's gooo
I throw my hands up to the sky
My soul belongs up in
give unto you
Rise up and walk
So I say
Heal the sick
Lord raise the dead
Mend broken hearts
And make us whole
Flood our hearts
With the Light of Your
you hear the sound? said Joe
Listen hard and you will find
We're all screaming to hear the noise inside our minds
Busting out the chains that hold
He
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