Luyện nghe bài hát Beat Novacane

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

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

So I
To down the throne, niggaz 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 in the projects
I wasn't the only object
We was more concerned with cuttin' up and
Supplyin' fiends with that work, get it

Now who wanna pop off they head get popped off
By the realest MC and me
Joe Crack the Don, I from the streets
Knee deep in the game, half in the streets

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

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

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

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

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

Police know, but just figure me out
I'm like [Incomprehensible], 'em makin' pies in the house
It's grill, spit like I never been out
And I gon' retire 'til there's never a doubt

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

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

Yo, yo, this and you crash the remix
And who you thought I was, I'm Crack, beyotch
The same dude that made you back
And had that Mase spittin' that gangsta shit

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

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

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

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

Wonder if we all
Wanna the streets that 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 throw T.S.'s up