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[Fat Joe] Power from the street lights made the place dark But yo they didn't care, they turned it out.. Uhh, you know what this is, South Bronx Fat Joey Crack representin the realest I got my man Big Dog Punisher in the house Yo Punisher, let these niggas know [Big Punisher] Brothers are rappin like Iraqi soldiers Actin like they crackin boulders When they pack a cap that won't attack a blowfish Always talkin shit, players that rather balk than pitch And often counterfeit, Kings of New York On Mr. Walken's dick You make me sick to my stomach, you don't really want it Riffin like you sniffin coke To scare me but you barely blunted You really done it now you got me mad Morenos be like, "Papi's bad," Makin fakers cocky when I'm drivin back [Fat Joe] Many thought it couldn't happen, Joe is never rappin He was always get loot off the crack and Fuckin with them heavyweights, who had shit sewn in every state The very sight'll make the average man defecate Livin the life of stock bonds and cars, word bond I be gone I'll be worshiped like Nicky Barnes It's on -- you don't want no confrontation Kill the communication, or suffer from multiple lacerations [Big Punisher] I keep a Desert Eagle cocked back in my tuxedo With my top hat, what you funny motherfuckers know about that? Lookin Doug E. Fresh in my double breast Like a pimp, eatin shrimp, gumbo, bubble bathin In the jumbo jet, set, on auto-pilot Gonna fly it to Puerto Vallarta Charter a chopper on top of the Hyatt [Fat Joe] Business chatter's over shrimp and lobster platters At Jimmy's Cafe, a glass of Peirier Chick go for celly book a room at the Holiday Inn, so I can get her and a friend Menage a trois livin the life of a star Overweight overpaid, pockets bustin out the seams While you niggas havin limousine dreams I got you all sized up, niggas wise up A Fat Beat truck'll be pickin all you guys up [Big Punisher] For you hilarious comedians, I'm at the Marriott with deviants And rentin chariots to carry us to various Evening events, eating the best up in Jimmy's Cafe Extorting wannabes for all their G's Fuck it, just gimme half I make it last, with the dough I got, if not I blow your spot, if not, Joey Crack please load the Glock Let these niggas learn the hard way The word to God way, the motherfuckin murder mob way [Fat Joe] Fuck that fuck that fuck that! Funkmaster Flex keepin it realer Hot 97, Joey Crack, Big Dog Punisher Bulletclips, WHAT!
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