Lyrics:
be like Fat Joe, and bring the lean back"
Then I said
If you wanna go hard tonight
Well then the smoke and the bottle are on me, ah
Slip into
over here
Over here, over here
Over here, over here
Over here, over here
Ayo, fuck all that, it's the fat young Jesus
Flow prestigious
Stackin'
Over there by the derby, buy they dirty devils from me
to keep my paper sturdy, yo word G
I ain't afraid to get my hands dirty, you heard me?
I
bored HUSTLE
My Man Goffrey Joe, still stop and go
Get a glock and blow if I yell Da da Doe
Is you Raba (NO) Even mama know
I'm the shit but shit
high
Gettin by
Livin' life
Like if you won't ever
Die Da da
It's only today
Tomorrows too late
We all on our way
To the star dust
From dust we all came
I'm lurkin'
Homie its murder
Yayo is a clip inserta
I sneak in ya crib like a burglar
Homie I'm gangsta
Fat Joe the boy is a wanksta
I come through
intermission, run buy your camera
Record the moment, cause it'll be platinum
And you could say you seen Common rock the stadium
[Verse 1]
I was told by
laid low, called Big Pun and Fat Joe
Them niggaz my click, we three amigos -- they said
that they knew the cat, exactly where he live at
And when I
a struggle/
Actions speak more den words so don’t tell me I love you/
All da pain & alla hunger I put it in da hustle/
& love don’t mean shit told her I
for the word to pump it up, like Joe Buddens
Thou shall not fuck with Chuck, pawns are stuck
Fold you up in boxes; Armani tux
Louie sweats, armor
some eye drops
Now heres a word for the wise don't go into the light
That's how I get ya cause I'm a poetic poltergeist
Now in ya mind is a vision
I'm from philly
Where bad things happen
If trump won
We was all gone be snapping but its cool
Kus joe took the seat
Like bitch I'm the captain (Like
Word around town, you cappin a lot that's crazy
They steady cappin man I don't know why
Scraight playin man you ain't wise guy
I cook em' up like it's
just on a side note
Word to the Terror Squad, Joe, this is all puns aside though
I know me and Mariah didn't end on a high note
But that other dude's
Ugh It's Poet Chane Illmania yeah woah
Yo I pick up a fucker in advance thats twice
Hi I'm poet Chane by the way Half man Half vice
A chainsaw is
Non prophet is another word for hug me
I'm lonely xaul Zan y'all
You're gross fucking you up since 1968
Let me hear it respect the broccoli cock
bringing that back
See the whole team knows that I'm king of the pack
Swallow your pride, stop chatting bare crap
Yo
Lean back like fat joe
Always on my
and the wisdom, understanding of the lord
Is stored, if you're lured everybody grab your sword
If I live by the sword then I die by the sword
I'll die by
You stood by and I believed
Every word you said
You ain't nothing but a con man. You thought you done
Left me for dead
Well here I stand
My mind is
blurrin'
Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'
Uh-oh, you can call me R. Kelly now, you're in
Trouble, what's occurring before, after,
soil
Verse 1 (Joe Flizzow- Too Phat, Malaysia)
Yo, Joe Flizzow
First to go on this track
Transcending continents
Who better
To hold it down for
a killa, man
But I will, that's word on my son and my unborn daughter
You meet me by the creek, by the crawler
I'm the on sippin' weight, crush the balla
Word on the street like a stop sign
I don't back down, I got Thor in my bloodline (yeah)
From drive-bys under night skies (yeah)
Now I'm with
mine, killed by da swine
Who crossed da line? Who did da crime?
The mind of a world, destroyin' kind
We're runnin' outta
Time, time, time, time
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