Lyrics:
Jackson, I only beat it down
Straight Joe Jackson,
Man, I'm going so hard
That I can't go home
Life's too short, so I gotta go long
Just touched down,
know how we do
Mic check, I walk around the streets with a black TEC-9
By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit
I never claimed to be the best type
shit
Like fuck my wrist
I ball full court press
Know my D the best
Im johnny test
But with my bitch instead
This shit go like chess
Better do yo best
But you nowhere near it
You can talk a lotta shit, but
We ain't tryin to hear it, nO!
Ya boy Joe back on it, I'm back at it
The same shit that scared
fuck you in your best outfit girl put in on, yeah
David Copperfield, Baby girl I can get it gone, Nair
You the picture, I'mma put you on the wall
I
John
You baby dick-sucker
Joe Jackson beat you you better dance
Like James Brown faggot in red leather pants
You made up vitiligo you're
A liar you
believe I'll buy a V8 Fo'
She say, 'Is he too fast
To try to hold in the road?'
Well, I'm goin' back to Jackson
Good old Jackson, Tennessee
I can't do no
best friends know me
When I'm scooping you up they a all joe me
I keep a pole
No they won't hoe me
If we ever break up we can be homies
Hit up da trap
don't--I don't know how to explain this to you
The best I can tell you is what my mother told me as I was coming up
She used to say, "Son, chances go
The bad and good
Aware that love can be a most destructive force
I try to steer a middle course
There's a right way and a wrong way
There's a weak way
Well, what do we have to do?
How do I show Jamie Jackson that
I'm his next biggest star?
You mean, how do I show Jamie Jackson
I'm his next biggest star?
MAGA Cypher, MAGA Cypher folks
It's gonna be a beautiful song
Believe me, I've heard it
It's the best folks
DC Capital Lemme spit it slow
The Libs
Became A Big Star…
You Didn’t See Michael Jackson On Stage w/ Tito, Randy, Jermaine, He Didn’t Do That
I’m Michael Jackson…
I’m The MotherF***** Star…Me
I
John McCain, you can't lift your arms up
These po-ranhas, live by a certain code of conduct
Fuck fly hoes and blow ganja
He a prophet, predict shit
be United like Stateside
I would have blown up by then like Joe
Me and broski just vibin' with it
Are you hearin' the beat? Man's slidin' with it
I bet on me I can do it by myself
I bet on me I don’t think I need your help
I bet on me chase a dream down best believe
I bet on me never needed no
Squeeze it
Here I am, baby.
When I'm down I can always call you,
For a helpin' hand.
I know you'll do the best you can.
But it don't take much from
Squeeze it
Here I am, baby.
When I'm down I can always call you,
For a helpin' hand.
I know you'll do the best you can.
But it don't take much from
Ready for war Joe, how you wanna blow they spot
I know these dirty cops that'll get us in if we murder some wop
Hop in your Hummer, the Punisher's
the best
Part of my life
A secret
I trust the next chapter
Because I know the author
I feel like Motherfucking JACKSON
Moon walk into to my yard
That's
And Joe's got a beat, I like the rhythm
That's bro like I'm his sibling
If you ain't noticed, my addiction
Lies within lines, white and printed
Best handle
on a falling star
Waitin' for the early train
Sorry boy, but I've been hit by purple rain
Aw, come on Joe, you can always change your name
Thanks a lot son,
the Bible isn't two parts
There's a Part Three to the Bible, Joe
And I, God, have anointed you
To dig up this Part Three that is buried by the tree
the official
This year it's not a "Best Of," this is the best of
How can I say this? It's sorta like - Hov', 'Pac, B.I.G.
Blended with Bill Withers and Miles
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