toes Peep, breathin on Indian cigarette-Ganish Bidi posin niggas tweak Quick fast and a hurry don't worry 40 vision blurry Shorty hit the freeways climbin like that nigga Joe
there was When they asked him why it had to be that way, "Well," he answered," just because" Larry was the oldest, Joey was next to last They called Joe
cruise control We all did our best with Pasha But not as good as good old Joe Monsters, monsters, monsters In the night Monsters, monsters, monsters In black
laughing when they took me away Off to the asylum in an old black Mariah Well, it ain't home, but you know, it's better than jail It ain't such a bad old
never closed When the world is asleep Darling come take a seat You can always eat at Joe's (eat at Joe's) Here comes old Frank Taylor smelling like old
flow sista Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, go sista [Mya] He met Marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge Struttin' her stuff on the street She said, "Hello, hey Joe
Went down to Mexico, I drove my black El Camino I met up with an old gringo He showed me round, and said to call him Joe. I was there about a week or
mad bum rushin, funky with percussion From L.A. to Flushing, I get your girlie blushin' I'll cutcha' like the butcher but it and Joe, The Writer The old
the mad bum rushin', funky with percussion From L.A. to Flushing, I get your girlie blushin' I'll cutcha' like the butcher but it ain't Joe, The Writer The old
tryin to get my grims off Nigga tryin to flip and its a Mexican stand off I put a hole in your grill, with the nine mil Dressed in all black, lookin for
a little chuckle You're gonna get smacked with my gold finger knuckle 'Cause being as fly as me is something that you never thought of You'll be sticking up old
And everybody knows that you live forever Ah, when you've done a line or two Everybody knows the deal is rotten Old Black Joe's still pickin' cotton
is tight,the agenda Hit the car wash holla at my barber & get my usual cut I keep my celly on vibrate Knowin' that she gon hit me She so fine,black &
no his name's Raymond and oh, oh sorry yo so sorry wow but that was a long time ago when I was just joe shmoe rappin in joe blows basement I apologized
Iranian, Tasmanian, No, his name's Raymond and oh, Oh sorry, yo, so sorry, whoa But that was a long time ago, When I was just Joe Schmo, Rapping in Joe
's Raymond and oh, oh sorry yo So sorry wow, but that was a long time ago When I was just Joe Shmo, rapping in Joe Blow's basement I apologized fo' it
it My younger brother gave less than a fuck he was content With g.i. joe and tonka trucks But I want butts, livin' first class delux 15 years old soldier