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Verse 
1.  Being broke, is not funny, that's a hard life
2. Knock the hustle, by Jay-Z , change my life 
3. He the reason I'm smart, make me think

Armaggedon

Cru

Da Dirty 30

1997

at the Muse
For ugly, I didn't and here's where I'm at
Chill, is that Q-Tip pullin out a gat
Damn, now I know sumthin really on
First to bust off, Fat Joe

Verse 

Meet Kentuckiana jones 
Mr bad to the bone
Ain’t you happy I’m home 
I happily roamed 
With Nappy it’s known
We’re taking every city by storm
Im

say..
"Somebody stole my piece of chicken!"

[Pharoahe Monch]
Round (up) round (up) one (two) three
I'm fresh out of the batch, and you can't catch me

Got a backpack filled 
With that No. 2 lapiz
Pencil down my rhymes 
'Cuz my flows be choppy
Claimin' that they G.I. 
But they Joe too sloppy
See ya

move left nigga check my C
Slouch ass nigga she don't need no bean bag
Loan a bitch a hundred ima need my bean back
Whip out the wood
Fat Joe watch her

still struggling 
Hit from the back 
Ass on fat 
Shit was bubbly
Know dem pussies by the way that done 
Stole from me
Wanna kill em all 
Won't let em take

a definition of his own early age, and forming his own crew Full-A-Clips
He was able to get noticed from his newly found partner in crime, Fat Joe

Pun

mad and said these fucker

Her friend tried to swing on me, swift with a clean slap
Like fat joe said in his chorus, I leaned back
That was her girl I

Fat Joe made, "Lean Back"
I been had a dream that I'd bring this west thing back
Woo!
'Cause Kazie Man too cold
Grinding 'til my pockets on sumo
Got it

Queensbridge come together

Uh, you brought Queensbridge back
And like my man Fat Joe
You made the Bronx lean back
Nastradamus I seen that
You was ahead of your

UP!
Written by: Willie Stewart II , Branden Lee

to God I see the smile on her face when I put them on
And I mean that I don't really fuck with all the drink
Where the trees at? Fat Joe shotty when you

I can't deal with you
I really don't like your attitude (at all)
I took my chances to try something new
Lil bitch you dealing with the one not the 2

Grace
(No ticks)
Two days off, get the junkies payin'
Really cut my thumb on them razor blades
(Fuck) 10 back bone
He don't know nuttin' 'bout Fat Joe
Bro

Honest Expression

Binary Star

Masters of the Universe [LA Underground]

to the smog, digital to analog
We steady advancing, rhyme enhancing
Simple minds can't keep up with this

(Verse 2)
I'm a put it on the table
I ain't

you bankroll
Quit acting like you got the FAT JOE
Them killas in bushes an on a roof
You not a BigDAWG quit all the roofing
Foreva clear nigga two

Where My Love At?

Too Phat

360° [Platinum Edition]

up
By hookin' me up with witches
Now even Joe thinks I'm paranoid
Cause I got this odd
Sense of danger every 40 yards
So I roll with bodyguards
I swear

I Went for Mine

Diamond D

Stunts, Blunts & Hip-Hop

1992

to it like a kangaroo
I got jumped by a gang of two
But I showed them a thang or two
Cause I'm not no chump
Now I clock notes 'cause I make you move

temptations, keep
Coming back around like
2 blunts in rotation
I'm starving for sensation
Aberration probably got me headed for damnation

I'm stranded outta

Pockets so fat, I need a treadmill
Carrying really be hurting my back, huh
Now I could do what I want, I'm like Lil Uzi, ya
Now I got all this freedom, I

321 Here goes the drop
And you know I’m on top
Let’s head straight to the party
I don’t give two fucks about a Carty
You know this shit won’t be hearty

like Polpo
It's only gang shit I don't fuck with the Popo
And y'all are two faced, Doppio, Diavolo
Woah woah I get money by the boatload
Bodies get

by my ego
Treat this rap shit like a Rick Barry free throw
Too easy like Uhaa Nation on some Kobe World Festival
Bury your body in Sebastopol and fill