Lyrics:
yes and she said no
Now everybody lookin for Big Man Joe
Mid 8
So flies in the buttermilk shoo shoo shoo
Walk to the middle in two by two
Take your
Mountain Landis
Kenesaw said drop that glove
Or I swear by God above
I'll make you regret playing baseball
And Shoeless Joe looked up and saw
Island
To shows at the garden
Automatic startin' in the drop got
Your bitch pussy fartin
My album about to drop in 7 days
But I still poke a rapper
name Joe
On the wall by the time clock
Joe's beaming from a photograph
Someone drew across his face
The waiters began to laugh
Joe picked up
holdin' water, they say old Joe
Will stop and give you a ride, and
Just like you, some hitchhiker will be
Comin' by"
"So here son," he said to me, "get
Hanging side by side on the wall
Down at Joe's place
It's still the old way
Pickled eggs in a jar
And a blue ribbon sign
Ol' boys and bankers
stories
Just like your picture which appears online
Obviously, Santa Claus exists
Your picture that's in your telephone
Or in some family album
Obviously,
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
allabies, I'm with Joe and De La Hoya
Fight on, ran up in the crib and turned the lights on
Yo get this, Mothafucka! I don't leave no witness
Like Larry
Moe and Joe run the video store
Selling micas behind closed doors
The cops grab Moe and as Joe runs out
Brother Moe he began to shout
Run Joe
(after the song ends)
This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER... As you can see, MUSIC can get you
pretty fucked up...Take a tip from Joe, do like he did,
In Salt lake city, Joe says I, in standing by my bed
"They framed you on a murder charge"
Says Joe "but I ain't dead"
Says Joe "but I ain't dead"
bells are hanging two-by-two
the holly and the nativity
oh speak to me Joe speak to me Joe speak to me oh
oh-oh-oh---oh--oh--oh--oh--oh--oh--oh
ain't nothin' for ya
Two shots, my allabies, I'm with Joe and De La Hoya
Fight on, ran up in the crib and turned the lights on
Yo get this, Mothafucka!
One day while I was eating beans at Smokey Joe's Cafe
Just sittin diggin'all the scenes at Smokey Joes's Cafe
A chick came walkin through the door
start him?
Now they can't park him
I go into the booth and just change like Clark Kent
Lamborghini dark tint
Philly blunts cigar scent
I'm by myself
Thrown in together by life's crazy whims
That pepper and salt like their unshaven chins
CHORUS:
Harry and Joe lean to and fro
They lean on each other
Damn, woah, this really the last song (Yeah)
And i'm still shmacking the shmiz
And i'm not your average Joe (Woah) (On god i'm not)
Woah (Huh?)
Let's
just enough room to cram the drums
In the corner over by the dodge
It was a fifty-four
With a mashed up door
And a cheesy little amp
With a sign
Naughty and Fat Joe are down with us
The MAAD Circle are down with us
Def Squad, is down with us
?DN's and Mike M? are down with us
Dr. Dre you know
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
bells are hanging two-by-two
the holly and the nativity
oh speak to me Joe speak to me Joe speak to me oh
oh-oh-oh---oh--oh--oh--oh--oh--oh--oh
a sigh
When they know President Joe's passing by
Right now our country's gloomy, fear is in the air
But when Joe's president, hope is everywhere
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