Lyrics:
for a brick (Brick)
Pull up on the scene get a bitch
Pull on the scene count chips (yeah)
Make the sell I dip (Skurr)
Spend the racks I drip (Drip)
Everyone knows everybody else
Let's skip introductions
Talk on little Joe
His mother left for me to mind
A 100 a week
A lovely guy of 26
Loves
Joe's so mean
To Josephine
They're in week 2
Of quarantine
Now I'm seeing
Cops on the scene
This is the new
State of being
Streets are empty
Stores
Look, look
These niggas lied to me way back
Said this was where my buck stop
Ridin' right by in my fly shit
These niggas still at that bus stop
Up on the Newport Ridge
It's there that I lived
With my husband Joe and a couple of kids
He worked the factory by day
And the fields by night
The year was 2020, I was livin' back in Brooklyn
By day I was a Trader Joe, by night I started cookin'
And I fucked around and made a song about
of staying neutral and discrete
My momma said you're judged by the company you keep
But what you can consider, that if it goes down
They'll kill you if you
and DiMaggio
This average Joe..
Yeah, this average Joe's your Romeo
I know you want to move away
I'm begging you to please, please stay
I'll love you 'til
I'm on to finer things
Past them demon dreams
Now I stitch a track together like the seems of jeans
Used to pitch a pack like the scenes we see
show you where this dirty shotgun goes
Mad like six green mean joe's
If i'm a little crazy i think it already shows
Because i talk about anything that
really foreign
Yeah
All my cars Exotic
Call me Joe
This is my story
Yeah
Counting all my money
Got your bitch up on me
Like a tattoo on my body
Got the 40
Average joe goin' smoke and get the bud in
Ima get my buddies and hit the muddy
They say it's all about the money
Till it get ugly
She call me
that you put on your clothes
Audemars and Patek rose gold
This shit could get ugly
I cannot cause a scene
You say that you love me
I want your all by
love" and "Milk Cow Blues"
"The Oklahoma Stomp" and "Born To Lose"
Tip your hat to "The Rose of San Antone"
Here we go with the "Cotton Eyed Joe
and take on me
In the clash they got sprayed on g
So I wouldn't know why they'd wanna hate on me
I tried to make this scene but I got sidetracked tryna
Strolling by Java Central, Father Joe caught my eye.
He said, “I’ll love the hell right out of ya!”, with a twinkle in his eye.
“Hell’s not in your
a sigh
When they know little Joe's passing by
Sometimes the cabin's gloomy and the table's bare
Then he'll kiss me and it's Christmas everywhere
kiss by kiss
Just like a house, brick by brick,
So it has to be undone
[Joe Firstman]
And you got your sad eyes to hide behind
And you got your
joe
We still picking up the pieces on the way
And you couldnt care less
I still love you just the same.
Wouldnt think this point in time
That you 'd
of staying neutral and discrete
My momma said you're judged by the company you keep
But what you can consider, that if it goes down
They'll kill you if you
It's the brown child, better version of the story
Sees Conji, a sister, mother played by Tori
In Astoria, kid named Tiki took the cake
The greens
East New York!! oh god!!
Yeah, got that gangsta gangsta gully gully
Yeah, big business, Joe Crack the don
Terror Squad baby, BX boro, holdin down
love driving back home
Sitting by the burning fireplace
With my kind of cup of joe
crack
By seventeen
Eighteenth street where I played that
Nineteen - on the corner with
Twenty in they straps
Playing with my money like
Playing with my
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