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Wonder if we all
Wanna know the that we fuss
Now sit back and witness the cut
And niggaz throw T.S.'s up
(Beat Novacane)

Go figure it, Joe runnin' New York
Who woulda it, God above and Pun did
Yeah, they came I was 'sleep
Whispered in my ear is your year
(Crack preach)

So I
To down the throne, niggaz follow my lead
Save your for crownin' me King of N.Y.
I'm the one and godfather, one through three

Pardon me, but I was raised in the
I wasn't the only object
We was more concerned cuttin' up and choppin'
fiends with that work, get it poppin'

Now who wanna pop off 'til they get popped off
By the MC and that's me
Joe Crack the Don, I came from the
deep in the game, other half in the streets

I got permit to bury ya ice grill
Shoulda this album hurr, 'Licensed To Kill'
Ahh, yes my life chill
Mansion in Miami, other in the Jersey

Chill, that's '88 flow
Small face 20's, that's '88 dough
Joey Jefferson, I'm on the 88th
Cali hit with that talk
(Un-un-un-unbelievable)

One Phantom, two castles and a fo'
Five mics a classic, like my six-fo'
Several years I cake, let me tell you more
Joey Crack, A.K.A. '88, Cook

One Phantom, two and a Jeep fo'
Five a classic, kinda like my six-fo'
Several I earned cake, let me tell you more
Crack, A.K.A. '88, Cook Coke

Wonder why I paint a picture of the street life so I lived it
dudes innocent, y'all just visitin'
And that's the reason why call me ghetto
D.O. have you homeless [Incomprehensible] diggin' holes

Police know, but just figure me out
I'm like [Incomprehensible], have 'em makin' pies in the
It's grill, spit fire like I been out
And I ain't gon' retire 'til there's never a

The wheels in my head spinnin'
I'm anybody go against me losin' chil'ren
I'm thinkin' there's no time than now to start some killin'
It's Coke Crack, 2005's ghetto version of Achilles nigga

One Phantom, two and a Jeep fo'
Five mics a classic, kinda like my
Several I earned cake, let me tell you more
Crack, A.K.A. '88, Cook Coke

One Phantom, two castles and a fo'
Five mics a classic, kinda like my
Several I earned cake, let me tell you more
Joey Crack, A.K.A. '88, Cook

Yo, yo, loop and you crash the remix
And forget who you thought I was, I'm Crack,
The same that made you lean back
And had nigga Mase spittin' that gangsta shit

Can't wait my nigga Shyne come home
Six minutes, six minutes, Crack you're on
Is my on? Yes
New York, I brought the championship home

Now, throw up your signs to the sky
For all our that died
That Biggie Smalls, Tupac, Big L and Left Eye
And Big Pun the greatest of all time, it with me now

One Phantom, two and a Jeep fo'
Five mics a classic, like my six-fo'
Several I earned cake, let me tell you more
Joey Crack, A.K.A. '88, Coke

One Phantom, two and a Jeep fo'
mics a classic, kinda like my six-fo'
Several years I cake, let me tell you more
Crack, A.K.A. '88, Cook Coke

Wonder if we all
Wanna know the that we fuss
Now sit back and witness the cut
And throw your T.S.'s up

Wonder if we all
Wanna know the streets that we
Now sit back and the director's cut
And throw your T.S.'s up