Lyrics:
Well, Billy Joe never had a lick of sense; pass the biscuits, please
There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow
And mama said it was
Michael Jackson in these shoes (ooh)
I got a couple hoes I've been lovin' on
But that shit don't mean nothin' to me
I got a couple blunts I've been
Nigga, I'm reapin' what I sow, okay
Got a Benjamin and a Jackson all in my house, like I'm Joe, okay
Hellcat, made his homeboys and them types sell they
tracking poor old Joe
They're trying to keep him in their sights
They're counting his sins two by two
On their barbed wire abacus at night
He's got a Molotov
Joe never had a lick of sense pass the biscuits please
There's five more acres in the lower forty I got to plow
And mama said it was a shame about
say who is it, act like you know
Kickin' down doors is the Gangsta Fat Joe
And I got no time for games
My name is goin' down in the gangsta hall
Unstoppable with the rock
Rock your head if it's a bop
Taking flights, Air Jordan
V Live, I got it pouring
Way they dancing and performing
Got a bad bitch in
"Well Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
'N' Mama said it was
Well, Billy Joe never had a lick of sense; pass the biscuits, please
There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow
And mama said it was
"Well, Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
And Mama said it was
"Well, Billie Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
Mama said it was
Miles! Gus! You won't believe who's in town!
Whaddya got for us this time, Leonard?
Wait, let me guess
Is your sister Tiffany and her dumb old
Is Take Trips & Talk Sh!t
If Ya Foul Ima Smell Ya When Ya Come Around Here
Face To Face Deals Got Me Healed By The Will Of God
I’m From The West Side,
"Well Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
'N' Mama said it was
"Well Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
'n' Mama said it was
"Well Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
'n' Mama said it was
(Killah BH)
Uh oh, It's that time again, It's been too long, It's family reunion
(Joe Budden)
Mic check, mic check
(Killah BH)
We
adult swim
I got real tired
When they called me not him
But shot too many times
For my guy to not live
I got so shunned from the life of quietness
That I
Sleepy Joe
Sleepy Joe
Rise and shine, sleepy Joe
Now's the time, don't you know
To get into a new kind of dream
You've been living alone
With
I step in the room
And, ooh, you got me burnin'
Burnin' for you, boy it's been a long time
I've been callin' for you
And, ooh, won't you play my
exemplified by such figures
As James Baldwin, Malcolm X
And Muhammad Ali but the racism
Of the times constricted
Their ability to give full
Rein to this spirit
a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (oh), I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
Me and yo' daughter, got's this
of mud sayin'
Big Joe's settin' this dude up but
It got so deathly quiet in that
Place, you could of heard a pin drop
As the waiter's face turned kinda
Quarantine really got a nigga weight up
It's time to wake up
They can't out date us
They making moves but they couldn't out play us
Sharper than razors barbers
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