Lyrics:
bleed
See nothing can stop me
No nothing except me
[Chorus]
[Joe Budden]
I'm chasin' after pies
With bags under my eyes
You looking at my
front ten more
Always yes and I barley hear no
I been about my Jacksons like the nigga Joe
There's a couple things y'all niggz need to know
Most the time
Janet Jackson
I'm off three double stacks and I'm lookin for that action
Gucci Mane you stupid man I love the way you flowin
Ridin in my drop but I don't
friend 'fore
I leave her alone
Insecure 'bout a bitch? No
Ridin' with the sticks like GI joe
Peep a nigga game, nigga, dead on the low
Investin' in
pour moi j'ai un putain
D'mental à toute épreuve
J'ai failli die à Vegas, comme Joe Jackson
Sous les beaux yeux d'une pétasse
Anglo-saxonne la mauvaise
but it's street gossip
It's nothin', ain't 'bout no cash and hung up the phone
He can tell by the sound of his tone
Next time he see him, it might
human, good or bad
But I also don't respect you and I don't care if that's good or bad
You see you are no M-L-K you are no Jesse Jackson,
You are
human, good or bad
But I also don't respect you and I don't care if that's good or bad
You see you are no M-L-K you are no Jesse Jackson,
You are
Baby you understand me now
If sometimes you see that I'm mad
Don't you know no one alive can always be an angel
When everything goes wrong, you
can howl at the moon but if
I'm the moon then tell me though
Why would I care?
All of you niggas are pussy
I'm makin' it clear if I wasn't clear
No
Ha, yeah. I know what you're all thinking
That this is some old Janet Jackson type of shit
But it ain't about that
This is the real, the street life
ghost as the replacement! (Oh! Ho! Ho!)
There will be no more red suit jolly dope
I could describe the scene by all means but I’ll keep it clean for
We gonna drop this next bomb for a money makin' playa that ain't with us no mo
Yeah, Notorious B.I.G.
Hell no, we gonna do this for a gangbanging
We gonna drop this next bomb for a money makin' playa that ain't with us no mo
Yeah, Notorious B.I.G.
Hell no, we gonna do this for a gangbanging
hadn't died
And conquered all the fear
Joe and girls
Stayed close by in town
Had their own struggles
But they're made it work out
Pete and Liz
Really get
Vandross' 1994 interpretation of The Impossible Dream The Quest written by Joe Darion in 1966
The lyric phrase "proud" is a nod to the motivational call by
a white girl just to fuck on the lake Got a black girl just to fuck when shes naked
You don't wanna try me by myself im a tribee I ain't no killer I ain't
How you claimin' you gon' pop shit
Jet on the ground you ain't fly as my cockpit
Bullshit
Y'all need to stop it
I'm Michael Jordan
You barely Joe
Pockets stay fat like joe, Iean back as I grab it
It’s the return of the Mack like Mark
Bad guy like Morrison
No supermarket watchman spark it
While I Bob
was Joe 3H from Capitol Records
He wanted to sign me really bad
Dame was like, "Yo, you got a deal with Capitol? Okay, man, just make sure it's not
and meet the (Who?),
Come and meet the squad, meet the squad.
(Verse)
Rollin’ up to shows we mobbin’ twenty three deep.
Got UFO Joe smokin’ loads
A.I. A.I. - you've replaced me
A.I. A.I. - you've replaced me
A.I. A...Oh No!
Hey Joe
Better get updated
If you don't evolve
You'll get left
as Robert Van Winkle, I'ma drop a damn single every goddamn week, people
It's D12, June 19th, so do like me, and go buy three, with no ID
Kids
Now why
today (straight up)
Might go extra-extra just so I can see they face (Hit-Boy, straight up, damn)
Keep X's and O's and interchange, yeah
Hit three in
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