Lyrics:
a factory
Did Mother Nature tell you
Boy you come and go as you please
That's what she said to me
But Big brother got the keys
And I got Jackson
a factory
Did Mother Nature tell you
Boy you come and go as you please
That's what she said to me
But Big brother got the keys
And I got Jackson
John
You baby dick-sucker
Joe Jackson beat you you better dance
Like James Brown faggot in red leather pants
You made up vitiligo you're
A liar you
(you a legend)
I'm gettin' use to the hate
Love come around, that shit don't feel right
Countin' these Jacksons like I'm Lil' Mike
Fitted jeans on,
I don't wanna hear it
No, let this be a lesson
Close your mouth and go into your room like I suggested
I'm a get real Joe Jackson in a second
need some TP
Trappin' all night, fuckin' hoes, nigga, I'm where them geeks be
I go by the G-Code, cause I know the streets need me
I made my wishes come
to himself and he cussed
He left Sacramento early that mornin'
With a sackful of mail for St. Joe
Had to outrun some outlaws outside Carson City
By
thinking any less
If there's no Benjamin's, there's stress
All I want is some dead pres
To lift me up from the rest
I can't let another stress
Come by
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
featuring Diamond D Grand Puba
[Diamond D] Ninety three it's time man
(All out yo because youknowhatI'msayin..)
[Fat Joe
shame about Billy Joe, anyhow
Seems like nothin' ever comes to no good up on Choctaw Ridge
And now Billy Joe MacAllister's jumped off the Tallahatchie
was a shame about Billie Joe, anyhow”
“Seems like nothin' ever comes to no good on Choctaw Ridge”
“And now Billie Joe MacAllister's jumped off
the cream of Deadwood City comes to dine
And I'm glad to say he's a very goof friend of mine
Hi Joe, say, where d'ya get them fancy clothes?
I know, off
the beat
Dance-A-Lot and Joe Cooley
Who would ever thought the two would meet?
Yo Tee word
Hit it! Now Peter was a pipe head
Who weighed it by the pound
He
ever be afraid... to play my music loud!
Look, I'm a wonderful weirdo
Who the fuck wants to be an average joe
You see me, I got the wackiest flows
Heroes, villains
Joe Bloggs prize
Hidden behind
Jackson Pollock's disguise
Everyone
Everyone's a schizo
Everyone
Within entertainments lies
Everyone
make them all reminisce/
Joe Jackson with the switches, who beating this ."
I'm Santa Claus with the Sleigh bitch/
Slay dear, Hold rank, make it reign
that's not wack
And my DJ, Joe Cooley's still on top of the stack
So you can say he's like wine, he's getting better with time
And General Jeff is by my
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
[Joe]
My dear, my dear, my dear
You do not know me
But I know you very well
Now let me tell you that I c-c-c-c-caught you
My dear, my dear, my dear
a myth
While I’m on the toilet writing flows, I’m the shit
No I ain’t been generic so don’t call me by Joe Smith
You ain’t gonna kick me out, gotta wait
I just took a test, it's soundin' like my shit go stupid, lil' bitch
I got like ten percent more left on my to-do list
I rolled by with my old car,
of Joe
I sing and yeah I got the flow
I’m like a wheel that won’t come off
Steady cooking up like the sauce
Your chick she call me boss
Bmore native
[Fat Joe]
Yeah don't get it fucked up
This shit is realer than you think
Goin out to all them niggaz gettin cream
Drivin them
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