Lyrics:
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
band every man but aint no need to mention them
You actors had me crackin' up with laughter
Now you gonna have to hear another cracker rapper
Still
for the sky.
When all the people that you meet
Are chances passing by.
And friends don't seem to mean a lot.
Anyway they're always there.
Don't
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
Mix Tape
This song could be between any two others
You only hear it when you play it on your mix tape
Made for you by your best friend before
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
on 'em like the Gap Band
Black bandana tiltin' like Santana
Ima cheap fuck, I wine and dine at Panera
I walk through your hood with a vendetta
Yelling
clutch
I have a hunch that you
Stuck Shook ones
I'm wreaking havok
Just by holding my lunch
Please my eyes roll up
While I'm suck in my teef
But love stay
And they following me
Two hundred bands under the floor of kitchen
A little more up in the walls and the ceiling
Even family and friends started switching
CAN THROW A SUB AT ME
I CANT BEEF WITH THESE BITCHES CUZ THEY BROKE
IN A SRT HELL CAT YOU BITCHES SLOW, IF I REALLY HAD BEEF
ILL DROP BANDS ON U BRO,
never declinin’
I came from the pressure and now I’m a diamond
I came a long way the bottom, I’m climbin
Yeah I gotta lotta dreams, get it by any means
niggas get star struck by ace of spade bottles
With a knot so thick it could replace novels
Nigga spend a quick band it’s not a problem
700 on the sneakers
window when I go to sleep
Want a better life for me and the whole team
I don't wanna push tree by the OZ
Go around the city ask people know me
Bitch,
Took a fine lil thotty right to benihibachi
Stay runnin through these racks feds can't stop me
All my LA hoes know that I been papi
Same people tryna
while I'm wit' my family
Laughing over them collard greens
A young teen still dreaming
With visions of livin' like Willie Beamon
When people seen me I
Where Miles Davis cuttin loose wit the band
Just think of all the people that you knew in the past
That passed on they in heaven found peace atlast
the gray October fall
Dim thoughts of the future
Pull the shades back on the past
Spark my will to be inspired
By the time that went so fast
I have
man band all recorded on computer
Cue race tape walkin Pro Tool users
Felt the effects and overused Auto-Tuners
If you can't hit the note, then hit
follow
Yes I know they owe me one
Played me like my life a lotto
Now they think its overdone
Pressure til my people free
Sacrificed like I'm the son
Run it
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