Luyện nghe bài hát Beat Novacane

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

wait 'til my nigga Shyne come home
Six minutes, six minutes, Joey you're on
Is my on? Yes
New York, look I the championship home

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

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

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

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

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