Lyrics:
and
Treat me like a renegade
I'm as patient as a chain-reaction
But I am not afraid
We're gonna leave all the troubles behind by the turnpike
Going away, you
my dirty Jesse James
The CEO of dirty and he go by Cornell Haynes
Mean-mugging all you niggas like I hopped up out your dame
I'm like uh-oh, there
is playin
No complainin necessary, cause on the contrary
of bein wack I will react, and others I will bury
I'm comin on STRONG while you stutter
Helluva made this beat, baby whew
On an opp hunt
Ridin' 'round with them hell raisers
Twenty shotguns
I'm slidin' 'round with twelve gauges
Za'
speakin' about the real
This is Joe Crack, The Don an' this is what I'm bringin' to you
Yo, nowadays, I'm flirtin' with uncertain death
Lord, I gotta be
my heart but I keep a Glock by my side
I'm a sinner I'm a winner my momma she praying for me
All that hating that shit for the birds just like a tweet
God, lately I'm obsessin' with flirtation
It's not enough, I need adulterous fornication
Please send down more inspired revelation
Ultimate power for
Mink dragging on the floor
Mink dragging on the floor
Fuck the trap I want the Forbes
I might buy Bimini 'cause I'm bored
Flick o' the wrist
Klay Thompson
Plug got a big chin Joe Swanson
I'm picking drugs like cotton
I got the blues like I'm Robert Johnson
10 zips I ain't talking October
I'm
is Julio
I roll it up like Poolio now bitches wanna do me though
Opps devastated, Cause we up by a landslide
I'm the type to pop a blick until my hands
Pearly Blue
Every station I went passed by
Thought I heard my little Pearly cry
(Chorus)
(Verse 3)
Old Joe Louis walking to the stand
Carryin' them law
what you do
Your brand of voodoo
Is too much for me
Tina, Tina, Tina, Tina ah ha!
Oh how I dream of
Stealin' your charms
I'm gonna marry you
ain't nothin' for ya
Two shots, my allabies, I'm with Joe and De La Hoya
Fight on, ran up in the crib and turned the lights on
Yo get this, Mothafucka!
back 'til fall
If I find me a good lookin' woman
Oh, Lord, I won't be back at all
It's a true
Listen, I'm goin', alright
Somebody told me about Joe
true, I'm missin you
As I eat my Trader Joe's meal from the fridge
It's still chilled
As I eat my meal, I'd feel thrilled to kill
For my girl short
tail
There's no bail, not thinkin bout jail
All the ends, are justified by the means
When Jack's on the scene
Track the movement, don't lose it
and the way it never pretended
I ain't got much but it's all that I need
A worn-out truck and a dog named Joe
Livin' life at a modest speed
In this small town
a driller
I'm Jeffrey Dahmer , you Brian Nichols
Who said you a killer nigga
Bad bitch
And I'm finna bend her like it's Futurama
Yes sir and she suck dick
a muh'fuckin Slaughterhouse
We outta here, we outta here, we outta
[Joe Budden]
[starts off screwed] I live my life like a hood bopper
touched by evil, all
Things that make you go, hmm
I was in the crib, sittin' by the fireplace
Drinkin' cocoa on the bear skin rug
The door bell rang, who could it
I'm a unit that means I got no dick
They cut if off when I was young
'cause I was very sick they're very mental
Thanks for fuckin' chess
Poppin'
When will my baby pick up the phone
Girl I want some pizza from Little Joe's
She want a burrito I go to Moe's
N then imma stop by the liquor store
therapy bad
These rappers is gassed, these rappers is actors and this movie's terribly cast
I'm finna kill it
Compare this track to a strap and a mask
We're all targets now though for daring to push back against the regime
And it doesn't stop at a weaponized legal system
I'm not going to mince words
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