Fat Joe lyrics
Fat Joe lyrics
"King Of N.Y. lyrics"
The Ninth Wave lyrics
a dream, she was beautiful she was the most beautiful she should be the one she was true, she, wife of my kings she who got in me, like this and my madness is not smaller than her beauty i didn't run away after having her no fear, she was mine the dream was mine 'cos noone understood the judge of blind servants she was mine sea all around me can you understand me? speaking beyond the ni
(feat. Buju Banton)a dream, she was beautiful she was the most beautiful she should be the one she was true, she, wife of my kings she who got in me, like this and my madness is not smaller than her beauty i didn't run away after having her no fear, she was mine the dream was mine 'cos noone understood the judge of blind servants she was mine sea all around me can you understand me? speaking beyond the ni
[Saya]
An' bamba clad boy feel dem bobbin try an' test now!
Is that? Cut off dem blood-clot nigga don't give a fuck!
Watta feel like? Don't know how to kill?
[Khalid] Uh-uh.. Saya, Saya!!
[Saya] What is it Khalid, what is it?
[Khalid] The original King of New York has returned
The King of New York, the Don Cartagena
Joe Crack, Terror Squad leader!
(Whoo.. whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo!!)
[Fat Joe]
The fuck?! What?!
Yeah, mind on my money; money on my mind
Nigga mind on my money; money on my mind
Aiyyo, who can test I, the true King of N.Y.
Well ever since Big Boy died from Bed-Stuy
I've been, controllin the street, holdin the heat
Shit I only want what's stolen from me (Nah you ai
Too Late lyrics
The young boy has turned into a man and he's growing stronger he's battled through things he thought he could go on no longer father stood by his side wanting nothing more than just be his dad but pride only answers to one call he only condemns him and if the boy only knew the father's pain the nights that he stayed up late wondered why doesn
n't fuckin wit us)The young boy has turned into a man and he's growing stronger he's battled through things he thought he could go on no longer father stood by his side wanting nothing more than just be his dad but pride only answers to one call he only condemns him and if the boy only knew the father's pain the nights that he stayed up late wondered why doesn
Rollin with me, could only get you fast cars and
Fuck mad bitches and, dine amongst the stars,
but we gettin mad chave in the life we live
MTV's comin over just to feel my "Crib"
Man fuck them other kids! That's how I feel
I thought I said it all in "He's Not Real"
But you beggin me to kill, must want ya brain spilled
I tryna keep cool but it's hard to tame still
Shit's still real man you never shoulda bought it
Must feel ill to see your boss get extorted
Specialize in audits and makin hot tapes
This rap shit don't cut it then it's back to flippin weight
Man I'm feelin great (Whoo!) Pushin mad units
Hustlin is the key to success but could you do it
I been layin it down, the spray and the town
It's about time the rightful owner claimed his crown
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A Small Victory lyrics
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[Chorus: Buju Banton + Fat Joe]-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- (p) Faith No More ( Angel Dust [Slash Records, 1992] ) ------------------------------------------------------------------------
[BB] Who the fuck you know be fuckin with this?!
As Big Pun's knowin you'll be givin a shit!
[FJ] Not a damn soul! I let you know from the get go!
Wanna war with the Squad, walk through the threshold!
[BB] Who the fuck you know be fuckin with this?!
As Big Pun's knowin you'll be givin a shit!
[FJ] Not any squad or clique can squab with this!
Shit I'm O.G. nigga y'all know how this is!
[Fat Joe]
Hey yo, it's all over, I want a piece of the pie
Nigga hand it over or all your seeds gon' die
And it don't take much for me to kidnap a DJ
Or clap at ya truck while you ridin through the freeway
Shit is mad ea-say to wet you up
Betta, watch yo' bitch and who's dick she sucked
She gon', set you up,
Sinking lyrics
I am slowing down As the years go by I am sinking So I trick myself Like everybody else The secrets I hide Twist me inside They make me weaker So I trick myself Like everybody else I crouch in fear and wait I'll never feel again If only I could remember Anything at all
I been to the cribI am slowing down As the years go by I am sinking So I trick myself Like everybody else The secrets I hide Twist me inside They make me weaker So I trick myself Like everybody else I crouch in fear and wait I'll never feel again If only I could remember Anything at all
I don't know why you surprised bitches love the kid
I'm more realer than the way you act
A born killer quick to wave the mack
And all you niggaz gotta face the fact
I pop shit cuz you can't stop me
More rich cuz they can't rob me
I plant clips at ya fam's lobby
Joe the Don and you been warned
But niggaz never wanna listen till they kin's gone
Now you wanna get it on cuz ya dollars stack
Now how you plan to holla back with a hollow back?
Joey Crack and I be the truth
Don't believe that's the streets till proof
Ask the deez how my Eagle blew
Betchu sayin, "Damn, what we did to duke?!"
Better gather them young'ns and hope you make it through
[Chorus 2x]
The Don is the King of New York..
The Don is the King of New York...