Lyrics:
Magnum
You already know this track isn't wack
On the drying rack
And my boy jimmy got that 6 pack
Welcome back to the track
New album just dropped
You
in a small pond
Saw himself as the Big Cheese
He was Cock of the Walk
The Head Honcho
A real someone in this town
Not just your average Joe
With his
Phenomenon O.C.
Big L, 0-3-9 baby
Diggin' In The Crates
Yeah yeah, this is Joe the God, Terror Squad reppin'
Yo, yo, yo
I'm from a place where
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
a gat in my arm reach
I charm freaks and bomb geeks
From here to Palm Beach
I'm puttin rappers in the wheelchair
Big L is the villain you still fear
Cause
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
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(Chorus)
Im riding hard in the donk/
Lookin big in
For my thugs for my thugs
I don't wanna be a player no more
I'm not a player I just crush a lot
But you know Big Pun and Joe still down by law
Who's
in the era I played in
Still on the pavement, the hood gon' cheer for the gangsters
A miracle I made it, three albums up and six zeroes later
I'm
Chee! Chee!!
No be lies
Nwannne
Onwero ife neme
Men nachu ego nime abani by 2
No be lies
Chorus
Hiphop, Highlife
Slow Dog.. bad guy
Big nyash,
Jay winnin, that's that shit niggaz hate seein
Stay schemin, bout a buck never daydreamin
Play defense, profit big, never break even
209 nigga and I
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
nigga
I go downtown with you
I'm a big bar spitter
I'm an outside hitter
By the age of 21, I'll be making six figures
You can't fuck with me, nigga, you
something big with a tight insignia
I'm a Wu-Tang reject, special Ed with the pen
Tore Tokyo down, got my yen
Disappear off albums and I fade off pictures
Feasting on the Blood of the Insane by Six feet Under
Reekomposer vocals by Tony Reviere and Joe Benson
In the dark of the night I search for
say them 6-0 niggas gon' ride tonight
They say them Cedar Block niggas gon' ride tonight
Them 1-9-0 niggas gon' ride tonight
They say them Timberland
Ei la meg by deg på no vestkantkunst
Gutta lighter opp og trekker det vi kaller for sunt
Både grønt og brunt
Alle andre er på grunt vann
Stygge feite
to Yazz
Mr. Turner wake up, we can grant you a wish
Would you ask for forgiveness, or some weed and a bitch?
You inspired me for 3 years, see I admit
But
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