Lyrics:
thing (so let me tell ya bout it)
I'm in your face with force to eliminate monotonous
Braggin' and boastin', so most will end up profitless
Cause
dead
He goes by many names, but the end result is the same
But the liquor store is the same game
Who sold them booze to the Whos in Whoville?
You give
she brag to her friends, this mob sh*t sick but it's the life I live yea,
Chorus:
This min shi* will never end, if you ain't on your grind you will
Ricky means well but Ricky ain't got a thing
Joe's got a name and jezzy loves fame
She wants a man to show so, it's all about Joe
They call her
Ricky means well but Ricky ain't got a thing
Joe's got a name and jezzy loves fame
She wants a man to show so, it's all about Joe
They call her
[Fat Joe]
Yeah, unh, yo, unh
Here goes this chick doing ten in the bing
But 'less we rhyme time we see her do it again
She started out f***in dudes
callin i aint pickin up
Ima catch a check check it out mom now they sayin whats up
I been watin for u to tell me that you wont hit me up
Ima switch up baby
that you never are and won’t believe,
Without the palms trees
Din Dinnar Now
Now you must go
Now you must go
Now you must go
It’s Been a rough show
Maxwell]
Here comes the Puba and you know I won't fake it
Usually bust records on gettin butt naked
Made for the Benzi, drive a nigga skins he
pump
a little bit, I smile like a lit candle
But I'm aware that I'm just blinded by the blanket of it
And stress doesn't get relinquished just by drinking
the guard of my city, can't knock me down like
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
(Don't talk about it, be about it HEY)
You're back won't last with checks you can't
I quickly enter your honey dip, strip ends from your money clip
Joe beats you to death with the shit end of his ugly stick
Fighting drama queens in
this fame
It ain't worth a lot
Only thing I know, is I'll never let you go
As she takes the stand
By the look in her eyes I can tell that's she
know I won't lie
If I see the antichrist he be lacking
Send him straight to Hell, I'ma send that man packing
He won't even see it coming with these
Won't you listen to me?
Till it's all, all talked away
Well, that's how it goes
Joe, I know you're getting anxious to close
So thanks for the cheer
come when I'm called
I been trying to play it cool
But you got me by the balls
Cuz you got something that I need
And you won't give it to me
But you
(What?)
Won't be by pills or someone I met (Nah)
I'll give it all up like a gamble like bet
Just that weird feeling someone shot my head
I'll put you
It’s a quarter to three,
there’s no one in the place
Except you and me
So set ‘em up Joe, I’ve got a little
story you oughta know
We’re drinking my
School street, school street, home of the brave
Suckers actin like they want it, ends up in the grave (c'mon!)
I'm Dmx but my, name ain't Dave (uh)
Step
song
To play at the club
Got the world on my shoulders and
It's heavy as fuck
How these niggas judgin bitches
Cause she won't give it up
And how these
really knows how much I try
Cause my limit is the universe I’m tryna touch the sky
Breeze by, wave bye then it’s on to higher levels
Bitches ain’t have
the God of War like Mars
That leave MC's smashed by my Squad
It's odd y'all never seen relish, but always seem jealous
Of my extreme fellas, rockin'
where I'll stay"
So Aladdin looked up, said goodbye
He watched the magic carpet and the genie fly
Now this is the end of this little tale
It's time I
gone be my end
From a brother like me or it was self inflicted
That's my business
Refuse to be apart of the system
That was placed way before I could
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