Lyrics:
kill it
I'ma kill it
My nigga its the
M-A-Triple-D-O
Don't forget the C ho
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Its album number cinco
Lyrics by the Doctor
You're
N9ne units sold
And whoever you bitch niggas is saying, I'm kicking it in Lee Joes log
Lee Joe'll tell you I'm original, and by the way Lee Joe my dog!
Ignored by the masses, but loved by a few
A bearded man came up to Joe and said
I have a job for you
You see I'm part of the traveling circus in town
you nigga,
I got the 40/40 made by two jiggas,
I make you "Holla, Holla", I Ja Rule niggas!
The lion's in the room, what up Fat Joe?
I'm Curtis'
different from the average Joe's
So I confront them with the biggest chain
but it doesn't rate albums, I believe it is the brain
So I'll remain free while you
life away, that's a big price to pay
He could've been teachin' his kid how to ride his bike today, stupid
A new rapper by the name of Big Punisher
Artist: Flesh-N-Bone f/ Big Punisher, Fat Joe
Album: T.H.U.G.S. (Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls)
Song: No Mercy
[Fat Joe]
Yeah, real
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
that ball to whine and moan
His buddies all laugh as they trot on in
Joe DiMaggio's done it again
Grandma's home by the radio
On the television watching
Sleepy Joe
Sleepy Joe
Rise and shine, sleepy Joe now's the time, don't you know
To get into a new kind of dream
You've been living alone with no
smart
Play for keeps
And the art
Play yo part
(MOMMA)
Momma said whatever you do
Don't play with her heart
But
Look you learn by living
Me with these
where them no go mention me
By the time I’m done, man of the century
But I just begun you ain’t
Seen the best of me
I’m a business, damn, you can invest
fool all the people all the time.
Whadya wanna know, Joe?
Whadya wanna know?
Everybody knows that you just gotta go
And by the way my name ain’t, Joe.
tryna visit
Tired of people acting like I won a lotto ticket
I'm still gon' get it by any means
I'm still gon' get it by any means
I'ma go get it by any
strippin' and they show they breasts
And they all think Joe the best
Well it's on if they got no regrets
Bring them hoes to the low crib by the lake
She's leavin'
And folks are feelin' so low
They're grievin'
And they're consolin' poor Joe
Gonna miss her song, oh Lord
Gonna miss her smile
Sleepy Joe
Sleepy Joe
Rise and shine, sleepy Joe
Now's the time, don't you know
To get into a new kind of dream
You've been living alone
With
in her hair
She didn't have an eye for Joe
But the poor man didn't know
He believed in his affair Appears on:
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Donatello
No honor amongst fellows
It's harder than sitting with a blind man and
Trying to describe yellow
Got me feeling like killer Joe
My life the album
(feat. Gizmo, Keith Keith, King Sun)
Aiyyo Fat Joe, it's your first album right?
You comin out the South Bronx
Time to let brothers know what
Aiyyo Fat Joe, it's your first album right?
You comin out the South Bronx
Time to let brothers know what time it is
T.S. in the house, yo T.S. in
on Sunday, oh, by the way
Said he saw a girl that looked a lot like you upon Choctaw Wridge
She and Billie Joe was throwin' something off the Tallahatchie
off
By the realest MC, and that's me
Joe Crack the Don, I came from the streets
Knee deep in the game, other half in the streets
I got that permit
but even drink them
I hear he knows how to speak, but doesn't. By choice
I heard that Low Joe only has 30 bucks in his paypal account
But he's too
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