Lyrics:
clockwork
(Ring, ring)
It’s shower time!
“Come on big boy, you’re all mine”
Ah, I cry! Fat Joe trying to rape me, not again
Would've thought he got enough
Illegal weapons, and tattoos bien tumbados
I'm fat but I have flow like fat joe
Look at me wrong, and I take out my glock
Think about your death, cuz it's
how we be
Yo pass the bong
It's the return of the king like the lord of the rings
I'm back in this bitch and I'm doing my thing
The Joe and B. Crowe
Ayo, Joe, wake up, son
Argh... I'm up
C'mon, you 'bout to miss your own graduation
I'm up, bro
C'mon son
I'm up
Yo, this your last day on campus...
weight
But you know Saint war paint C4 paste
It's a wild life I just need to own the whole lake
Just copped a bigger house, but I need more space
When
really
My brain you know
It’s just like a festering sore mmm
Wild and beautiful and green it’s an algae
Wild and beautiful and green it a form of life man
The way your hair falls across your breasts is driving me wild
Where have you been all my life, the devil's in your smile
It could be all the rum,
goes down around us
We playas, so haters can't clown around us
On point, big fat blunts and joints
And get drunk, this cold world, they aint givin a f**k
(Aight Matt)
(Two choices)
(Stay inside)
(With nothing to do)
(Or go outside)
(And possibly die)
(Yo life is hard bro)
Aight I'm laying
Motion picture, analyze the world, plus it hits ya
Dominate ya scripture
Wild black infera, protecting your perimeter
Rockin Jew-waal, bring
guess you're guilty of a terrible crime
And I know it was my birth.
Doing twenty-six to life now on planet earth
I was taken in to custody by a janitor
niggas straight into a heart attack
Life is like a relapse
Can you see that?
My name is Jamie Madrox, represented by the bat
Dark night, dark skies
And sit with the eyes full o' tears
Listen out
I got this noise, mind full of noise
Life is sushi and I am the rice
Just there covered by thoughts in
Verse
1. Being broke, is not funny, that's a hard life
2. Knock the hustle, by Jay-Z , change my life
3. He the reason I'm smart, make me think
more tricks than a Hunts Point ho
Search for beats with my man called Show
Then I shoot the gift with my man Fat Joe
I put hits together just like
M.O.P., kept it hardcore, from Onyx to DMX
Now it's on Soundscan sells and BDS
When the Fat Boys, to Big Punisher and Fat Joe
EPMD, to me was, the best
who wants a few chores?
Leave your wife home
Unless you want me to do yours
I left behind the quiet life
Why? my wild side doesn't like to hide
I'm
of a clock
That lacks meaning, but racks up stacks of fat reading
They catch chief and wrapped up plants from trap dealings
Now what's a coffin with
wrap them up, give 'em the business, see what's inside them
Hyena, no Rottweiler, so wild
Laughing uncontrollably at them holding my hand
Thinkin'
at the disco
Buff was actin' wild off a bottle of Cisco
Cory and Joe were in the back profilin'
Me and cool Rock were cold stylin'
Girls in abundance, all
her, a pack of that
Righteously she brought it all back to mac
So I'm a do it back to back, got her fat
Bags are packed, posted by the cafeteria
Eatin
Got puma with the bathing ape
You see the jakes we step and scrape
I'm gaining weight foo andalé
I'm fat boy hoe i need this cake
You family-less nah
Lloyd; Recorded by Stu Frank
Verses are interchangeable with Haul Away, Joe; these are a sort of
hash from R. Greenhaus, D. Diamond, S. Hugill. First verse
the true and certified who resided pimpin' back
Fat Joe is good coke and the crack in the flesh
Young Jeezy the snow man
But I pack is the best
So when
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