Lyrics:
(Southside Bronx)
Yo, yo
We off the block this year
Went from a little to a lot this year
Everybody mad at the rocks that I wear
I know where I'm goin'
can't break (uh)
That's the one, do music for fun
Give deals to artists (yeah)
Pull up to the office (yeah)
Yeah, I'm from the project so quadruple
Finally, a change from these fake rap artists
[Rick] Me and Nas bring it to your hardest
Finally, real niggaz that are Billboard charters
[Rick]
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it
Remember loyalty
Ain't gotta watch my back
Bronx Boy
Just trying to exist
I never played with toys
Don't give me bullshit
I'm just a street kid
We
to have a little, now I have a lot
No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx)
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got
I'm still, I'm
I'm the most streamed artist out my whole continent (cap)
Whatever, dawg, you too light-skinned to be African
You from the South Bronx, stop Colin
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it
a little, now I have a lot
No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!)
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got
I'm still, I'm still
the Bronx Fat Joe!
Aiyyo I'm comin on de dance with de spliff of sensei
The name is Fat Joe and the crew is BDP
Ninety-three, was the year that I
(辛い記憶も)
一気に (時代の roar)
即 飲み干す (自分と共存)
一気に (okay now I'm ready fo' sho')
さあ 飲め飲め飲め飲め このグラス ay
さあ 酔え酔え酔え 今 to your artist
ワンショット (one shot) ツーショット
To all my Brooklyn (Niggas!)
To all my Uptown (Niggas!)
To all my Bronx (Niggas!)
To all my Queensbridge (Niggas!)
(Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga!)
Bronx-Bridge, the bridge, the bridge
The Bridge, Bay-Bridge, the-be -the-be -bridge
The Bridge, Bronx-Bridge, bay bay bay
[Motion Man]
I bing brass, like
Cobra (word!)
Ils m'plaquent au mur du Bronx
Et je défie quiconque dans ce cas
De ne pas avoir les foies
You're under arrest
'Cause you're the best
know it's me
This is "My Philosophy," many artists got to learn
I'm not flammable, I don't burn
So please stop burning, and learn to earn respect
Cobra (word!)
Ils m'plaquent au mur du Bronx
Et je défie quiconque dans ce cas
De ne pas avoir les foies
You're under arrest
'Cause you're the best
Cobra (word!)
Ils m'plaquent au mur du Bronx
Et je défie quiconque dans ce cas
De ne pas avoir les foies
You're under arrest
'Cause you're the best
loud, I drop em
I like
I'm Bronx Bob, bring the beats and I'm
Black stallion, knockin on concrete walls
Standin tall, rappers in my face, they
sister, mister
As seamy as Pee-Wee Herman, I ain't trying to diss her
This ain't no bullshit game and I ain't changed
I'm just thinkin' long range
time it was
We have to tell you a little story about where we we come from
South Bronx, the South South Bronx
Many people tell me this style is
right to sleep
Yeah, I'm a pretty lil' thing from face to feet
I'm from the Bronx (Bronx), but I got a Georgia peach
I got a empanada, mama, that he
a little, now I have a lot
No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!)
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got
I'm still, I'm still
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