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boyfriend said she lost control
I said dig her up
Drag her up
Dig her up
A spaceship landed a long time ago
It was covered up by government Joe
I said dig it

You know who it is
Sound Carta Nos Fuimo
Hard Body
Brooklyn yeah
Chorus:
Always remember you're a star
Don't let nobody tell you different, don't let

still grab it
Don't be distracted by them faggots
You still fly, they remain maggots
Nas, you will not lose
Your contribution to Hip-Hop makes
You the top

down, and busting out the mop
And she like how I pop out, I walk 'round like the mob
And she like how I rock out, she call me "Joe Ramone"
I do not fuck

I woke up just a little early
Pulled myself out of bed
Grabbed a cup of joe to drink
To clear my head
Sat down and turned on some tunes
Then I looked

these thots
Pull up like G.I Joe
Cut you off one by one
I got the shank
And it do not fold
I got the bitch She wearing my clothes
She text me like Yaks I

Half these niggas is my sons, nigga, Lil' Bronny
Push me wrong while I'm balling, turn to Ben Wallace
Bad hoes sit by me, be done hit yo bitch prolly
Mir

as this fuckin' perc 30 (perc, yeah)
And most of these hoes don't know my name is Joe
They just call me "Jose" (Jose, hola)
Talking in Spanish I like how it

girl want me I ain't stepping
No time for that wack drama but if u want that knife I'll cut you with it
Molly beans I fuck with 'em
Joe and Spoon no

John and Linda live in Omaha
And Joe is somewhere on the road
We lost Davy in the Korean war
And I still don't know what for, don't matter anymore
You

like mannequins
Our faith suffice
Don't be mislead by man again
Women can preach
That oppression is damaging
The kingdom's opportunity to reach someone's

Nigga this my life
I promise nigga this is who I am
Man they counted me out
But I know that they never did want me in
Nigga this my life
I promise nigga I

Joe Biden[00:47.88]Your bitch sucking dick at my crib yea she riding hoe oh no[00:52.98]Run from this pole[00:54.57]Get shot like a hoe[00:58.13]Like

the times you was playin' wit me
Now I'm really stackin' up, you can tell by how I speak
Ain't fuckin wit no bitch too judgmental
It's diamonds in my dental

Cold to the old school Joe Schmo
Disrespectful with the way I go, beast mode
How I rain on your chodes, what you need to know
Fuck off, lick my balls,

you see, nah
Bow down your head, I'm the man

I got some lovely mates
Of mine working the doors tonight
There's hand grenade Joe
Goes toe to toe with

Lay Me Down
Joe L. Murgo


Alright!

Verse One
Lay me down… like a Clapton power chord
Crank it up…then lay me down some more

Chorus One
Lay me down

a baby by fuckboy Fat Joe on the blimp yeah its up boy everybody f***** you a cuck boy and that's facts I said what the f*** I said and that's that all gas

flyer
Think I might've set the mic on fire
My show is one, you best not heckle
When it comes to needs, you know I'm special
So don't go and act

on the phone
They can't even come back round the camp because them niggas told
And the wait is almost over, Free the camp my nigga coming home
I just sold a pack

like the old pistons

Niggas need to talk loud just to voice their opinion
My niggas pull up and have to change your image
We don't do no drive-bys, we

snatchin' souls
I swear to God these bullets hit they goal
Ayy, you already know

Shit, what the fuck niggas on
All you gotta do is speak, nigga, let me know

career with my old shit
Won't catch me on no troll shit
Claiming you a pimp
While she trick on me with Joe tips
Don't try to pimp me like you did them

and be gayo
Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou

Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin'
kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
Dress in