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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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the game is
It's just been attacked by Hurricane Chris
So niggas can't fathom what money and fame is
Well some niggas get it by using their stainless
I don't know what to do with you, Joe
I've been loving you all of these years
And the moments all go by so slow
When I think of the joy and the love
shootin' dice
Break my cipha, I'll make it at you, slice you
Knife you, stab you, shank you, splat ya
Too many rappers is jealous, who be gassin'
to deliver our ruin so Joe
what the fuck is you doing
The Kandarian Dabber
Well, I found the dabber in the woods so I took it
I snuck a hit when you fucks
There is a man you'll hear about
Most anyplace you go
And his holdings are in Texas
And his name is Diamond Joe
He carries all his money
In
Life is a game check in at the airport we all playing
Lizard elite or average like Joe or Jane
You don't wanna be a Jon doe
You only get one go when
sweeper with a K
Nigga, this is 2Pac mixed with the old Guwop
15 years, 30 mil', nigga, who flopped?
One good song, but you ain't got a classic yet
gotta school y'all to the game (one, two, one, two), you know what lets talk to em, Lets go!
(Joe Budden)
Them wolves is out nigga
(Ransom)
On the real I keep it real under the moon and the sun
It's in my DNA and blood live by the money and gun
Study Art Of War so every single battle is
but you don't take my love seriously
darling you should know by now that I ain't no average Joe oh
you know that this fool he ain't fooling around
is
the streets where pumpers can preach caine
In numbers and train like somethin you teach
Niggas comin is targeted, my niggas, they vain
With guns with range
fault
When I'm the one in pain
I just wish that you could call me by the proper name
My name is Joe
Yeah, I'm a hoe
But that shit don't define me
I
Phenomenon O.C.
Big L, 0-3-9 baby
Diggin' In The Crates
Yeah yeah, this is Joe the God, Terror Squad reppin'
Yo, yo, yo
I'm from a place where
the Bible isn't two parts
There's a Part Three to the Bible, Joe
And I, God, have anointed you
To dig up this Part Three that is buried by the tree
speak about pain but keep Christ at the center
When writing my letters, with rhymes that are clever
HOOK- Scratches by DJ cverage Joe “When I write my
East New York!! oh god!!
Yeah, got that gangsta gangsta gully gully
Yeah, big business, Joe Crack the don
Terror Squad baby, BX boro, holdin down
We like you to meet a friend of ours who goes by the name killer joe. Picture a so called hippie or hip-cat, standing on a corner in a neatly pressed
to go to, you know
Trader Joe's and have it shipped to me"
Victory, history
More G than a kid's movie, Royalty
My name is Rock in the new drop
My
I need everything I came for (Joe Joe got 'em again)
And some
Prosper
I'm tryna live prosper
Prosper
I'm tryna live
I'm just tryna live
I
shit is over
[Crooked I]
SLAUGHTERHOUUUUUSE! (Whoo, Kiiiiiiiid!)
[Joe Budden]
Look at ya man look back at me, yeah I know, sickenin huh?
Few got
is Killa Season
Watch him kill the season, paid checks heavy
It's King Jaffe Joe, get ya tape decks ready
Cam'ron:
That's one and out, let's go, let's
Warning, this album contains Ludacris material
Parental discretion is advised
So kids, cover your eyes and close your eyes
Otherwise you're about
is
Only know the definition if the
Television tells us it
Public Enemy #1 they treat
Me like Professor Griff
This album has been in the
Making
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