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Muzzle Toe

Wu-Syndicate

Wu-Syndicate

1999

right in your face
Play this a lot smarter

{Joe Mafia}
Low avalanche, wobblely stance, ask for rain dance
We the same cats blazing your lab
Wu-Capone

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

Winter vacation, seventy-three			 		 
Drivin’ to Florida in a used RV			 		
Mom, Dad and my old dog, big joe		

Didn't think it snowed south of D.C.

South's on My Mind

Crooked Lettaz

Grey Skies

1999

done came and left
I'm by myself, with your traces 
And my yard you know it's hard, mentally-scarred
Brain-barred little cousin Joe, I done seen

(Yeah)
I'm a certified vibe, Michael Jackson, one eye
If I were to die, all my family would cry
All these demons in my head, possessing me
I pull up

to Jackson
Before I disappear

It was down in San Pedro
Time finally ran out
They found him by the railroad tracks
Nobody heard his last rebel shout

You can

Hit It Run

Run-D.M.C.

Raising Hell

1986

headed for the top by the rhymes I pop
For every race place color country county or creed
And all of the places that I emceed
Be-boy badness to the highest

I'm stuck in a place
Where the mud runs up knee high
From the older mistakes
I wish I didn't make
Waste a lot of my days
Three months way too dry

in the first place
Second base Darion's wouldn't let me get first place
Backpack on Darion with luxury butt cheeks
The Darion Jackson store got all

with America's #1 DJ, Funkmaster Flex
In collaboration with America's, pardon me, #1 independent rap label, Dipset
And right now I'm accompanied by

My Ghetto Heroes

Master P

Ice Cream Man

1996

soldiers
But thets the type of cal i live up and hold to
Like Joe Jackson, Lil Emmo
Randy,Sir Pat, God damn
They got bigger, the list go longer
I could

He, he, he baby it's the thug in me
You know what time it is

By age 13 I was buckwild
Good in my knucklegame
Made it through a tough childhood
Never

she want my tongue
But I pop two-colored tabs
Carry places on my back
Imma upgrade the bag
Got my bros like Janet Jackson
Work my core like flexing abs

Sleepy Joe, Sleepy Joe

Rice and shine sleepy Joe
What´s the time don´t you know
To give in too and you kind of feel
You been wearing along
Ring

to your thought like we're within the place

Romance lomo
You can teach me
How to dance omo
Michael Jackson
In the groove lomo
Kiss you under
All the rain

It Never Rains in Southern California

Tony! Toni! Toné!

The Revival

1990

rains in southern California 

Now since I'll be here at your place 
Lets take a weeks trip for two 
We don't have to go to far 
Just as long as I'm

Over 21 still a savage
No drive by walk out and blast em
Make em dance like Michael Jackson
I need a poetic Janet Jackson
Be yo Pac give you thug passion

eaten by your senator

Tell me why
We have a date
To vote a POTUS in place
With nothing to show, that they're fit as a pro
But you'll report to the court

D-line adequate, came in with the pink knits
Organic flow, no need to counterfeit
Maniac, packed, with their hats flipped to the back
Joe, Haak, go-to,

he got another year
Even the judge wanna see that nigga get cut in there (by a Blood)
Tekashi really told on all of his homies (he a rat)
His baby

happen here

Kiss me under the willow tree
On a blanket by the creek
Kiss me on a midnight moonlight drive
Up on Jackson's Peak
Kiss me in the dark

Fifteen Beers

Johnny Paycheck

Everybody's Got a Family, Meet Mine

1980

thirty-five I thought man a live
What could be a-holding her up
Just then a man in a long black Cadillac
Came in and told little Joe filler up
While he was

home
Place I stay the promise I made
All the choices I pay
In spite or in vain keep me up
Ooooo when I saw your face in the rain got thunderstruck
Dusk

Rain of bombs and death towards children
Rain of tears by desolated moms
The troops are marching into our beloved land
Between blood and corpses they