a minute, I done did it all poor righteous teacher I'm featured on final call Hustle I'm a Laker man yes yes y'all and Pun already told you that we ready
I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm on my way Peace God I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm on my way Peace God (peace God!) I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm on my way Darkside, Darkside
you survive?! [Fat Joe] Kris, that's why I'm the greatest Of all time [KRS-One - chuckling] Joe, (I'm) the best!! You must be out ya fuckin mind! [Hook: Fat Joe
't shoot rapids I'm what some might consider a ghost 'Cause I move at night Plus I'm the type to play a live nigga close I'm the ultimate, high consulted
's so intimate, we so into it Such a tender thing but fuck I'm innocent Grindin' so hard you gotta know what I'm thinkin' Laughin' 'cuz I'm ma kidnap
never give up No need to get ya jewel's back, let them other crews do that It's so ironic that I'm under fire I'm like, "Mine'll get better one time",
cats I hear 'em talking that [Chorus] [Interlude: Fat Joe] If I don't know you boy I'm lettin 'em go I tried tell you boy I'm lettin 'em go Your momma
I never like to ball in But I maintain and keep a grip on the mic And say a punchline that'll get the crowd hyped, right I never could determine who'
'em 'bout the Macks that I stash in the grass And that ten mill' Terror Squad start up cash I'm a law abidin' citizen, I barely smoke blunts now We
fucking with Coco, baby, I'm the poster, baby I'm a hustler's dream, you suppose to pay me I was dope in the airness, now I stick crack I stay fly, you seen a
O's just like Ohio I'm fuckin' nuts... cashews But I'm so DC like fat shoes I skate away... like later dudes! Never get caught baby I'm mashed potato
cause I'm not a playa Hey yo I shot the place up and pass the heat off like a hot potatoe I'm out to make a million dollies but still I'm rowdy So
think that I'm done, Run don't got no flow? What is you loco? I'm grande gato pa-po Run and Bo, D.M.C. and Fat Joe Fo' cats on the same track got dough
my bumper baby [Fat Joe:] U want the flow thats sick [Remy:] Well thats me [Fat Joe:] U talkin bout the coldest bitch [Remy:] Well thats me [Fat Joe
, I prey like The Predator, whoever want it go and get it set it baby and I'm gonna bury you So remember the Squad that I'm repping I pull a clip for
'll be a cold day in hell the day I'll take an L Make no mistake for real I wouldn't hesitate to kill I'm still the Fat One that you love to hate Catch
The scent of weed got me thinkin I remember the time 1979 they planned a biological test The doctor said I'll be fine and planted a mic in my chest It's Highteck, I
connections I got, I can lamp while you get done Remember that, I dismember cats that act A plain and simple fact is I react on impact I'm plenty versatile