like a superstar And I'm curious to find out who you are [Chorus: x2] I hope that you don't mind But I couldn't let you pass me by Without me approaching
club, let 'em know we still paid Reppin' for the North from the cradle to the grave Gangstas don't hide so you see my face often Heater on my side so approach
Yeah, Joe crack the don, Ton' Sunshine, terror Terror squad, it's our time, yeah, hand it over Yo, what, yeah Yeah, mami just like that, bend down, grab
Before they find out, who's the realest Who done spoke without one joke about the illest Shit that ever happened, in this rappin beyond rappin Joe the
my discontent, the darkest hour of my despair You hardly impaired double vision, I thought but wasn't sure That I saw you seated alone across a crowded room And as I approached
truth? Well, the truth is This is it, pointin' out the differences This is exquisite shit, riveting, isn't it? Lizard king loafers on swole when I'm kickin' it Joe
Moreland played his guitar And I clawed there at the keys Little brother Bruce showed up one day And now we're three I had this rhythm box That I got from Yogi Bear And Joe
of whores in my bed. It's awful...so I'm forcing my head/ into my forearms. I should...invite her for a cup of Joe/ It would do more harm than good...
? Well, the truth is This is it, pointin' out the differences This is exquisite shit, riveting, isn't it? Lizard king loafers on swole when I'm kickin' it Joe
are invincible Cant find anything about that logic that?s sensible I?m thinkin they should know better off of principle To them we?re action heroes, to labels we?re Expendables My old approach
Look... I woke up without a heart beat But, I remember we was just in the car deep Was at a light, and got approached by a car thief He pulled out but
right here is called Get No Younger Featuring Ezo Shout out to The Klasix on the beat Dave, Mike, I see you Joe Budden, Mood Muzik 3 Let's go [Verse 1 - Joe
We gonna need more than a block, we monopolizing Nah, I'm not rapping, I'm prophesizing Quite simply, seat back, diamond white Bentley Approach it I might
just pure connection with the fans, half your downloads get deleted with the spam, these dudes keep it so real they come across fake, straight boring, ignore these wack bastards, approaching
say peace I can't relate homes, I'm on the fucking streets Believe it or not, I'm sure there be calmer situations When dirty cops approach me joe, I'
federal crime, you had to settle for rhymes That lacked substance, we got that in abundance Pro-black and you know that We stay Fat like Joe Crack, Lord
that Bum cat, and bone hood rats till they bleed on my floor mat Nasty nigga, make ya beleive that im a classy nigga But im far from that average joe
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