Lyrics:
cats I'm done with you
From Joe Scudda, miss and shoot the one with you
Get it in with you, forget you
Put your little album out
Who really cares
There's a wood stove in the corner
There's saw dust on the floor
They've got a flashing neon Lone Star sign
Hangin' by the door
All they sell is beer
steel Eggo
Throwin rhymes in spirals like Joe Klecko
Miami Dolphin, now shut up, close your mouth and
you be hatin debatin, regurgitatin
and the company
Joe Robbie Boys
Untouchable
Yeah
And by the way, it was never my intention to make a project or an album
I just wanted to make an intro song for my
Yeah!
This is it y'all (Darkside), Darkside Volume One
Hope you enjoyed
We had to take you out classic status, you feel me?
We had to touch it
that joe-shmo, to hop-off; pogo
Ho's tell me I'm a pro
But I knoe doe
Bro's wanna hear a flow
Cause they knoe doe
Oh, kid talkin' shit on the low-low?
should have trusted it
But don't you try to question it
Cause Joe is not a fan of questions
But Joe's a fan of pointing fingers right in people's faces
made a song about Joe Ingles?
Yea
Lean drippin' down the drain, don't wanna get caught
40 body 20 and I double what you thought
This gotta be the first
ask about me, see if you ain't heard
When the gun is tucked, untucked, nigga you dies
Like nunchucks held by the Jet L-I
I'm the one, thus meaning
ask about me, see if you ain't heard
When the gun is tucked, untucked, nigga you dies
Like nunchucks held by the Jet L-I
I'm the one, thus meaning
Coffee Brown
Get to know me, the man, the person
So by the time I'm on my fifth album
You should understand the first one
It's non-fiction, you deny you
all I make is dance music
But to almost anything
You can dance stupid
They ain't like the single
But they ain't cop the album
Wouldn't give a chance
Brown paper bag (yo khaled I'm so focused homie I can see clearly now you all ready know what it is)
Thank god for those days, thank god for those
Where?
My apartment
Oh, but you couldn't possibly
Think of leaving now, joe
Norma, the script is finished
No, Joe no it's just the beginning
It's just
Yeah, this is Dr. Dre
And this is the next Aftermath representative, Jon Connor!
The album is 'Vehicle City'
Aftermath
This some 2018 shit
So
First things first
Ok
Yeah yeah
Everywhere that I go another alias
To the core Carolinian
Flows in all areas activity
Activated by me in every city
be highly probable
I got my shit in order now
Chronological
Got HIITs like Joe Wicks
Feel unstoppable
You're no more than biological
But to see your
Mama, mama Joe
Is beating the shit
Outta papa Joe
Still in mind
Working 'til
'Til his sight
Turned into darkest
The darkest night
Finally turning
That Utah Copper Company sure is mean
"Now by the whites of my eyes
"You Union men need to organize"
Joe Hill was away five miles or more
When two men
GOT THEIR GUTS THEY BROUGHT THEIR GUNS
THEY TOOK c CHcNCE IN THE SETTING SUN
cND TWO MEN WERE KILLED BY THE DOOR
GINc JcNE BOBBY JOE GINc JcNE BOBBY
Crazy Joe was an honest soul
Until he lost his mind
He stepped out of his car that day
And walked the mile line
Those who tried to reconcile were met
bro is batman
Seizr squad my fucking gang
One signed in Iran
I'll put you in a box like Joe's
Here's a thing I will propose
Hope you fall like D Rose
average Joe wase Capital
Just another nigga residing in the Capital
Boxing with my demons I bring it like a nigga does
Life throwing stones my soul is
My upper lip is numb
cnd my fingers are bony
We live to strum
Dine on cake and macaroni
If you could walk around these streets
Like you walk around
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