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[Fat
Coca!

BX, T.S. I die muh'fuckersssss
CRACK! Ka-ka-ka-Crack-Crack-Crack, aowwww!

Yeah, hi at the bad guy
And you can ice grill when I by
See if I be givin a
My on the woodgrain, fat ass tucked
Ha ha, shit a nigga just off tour
Mister Mister Rainman, I'm it pour
I when I used to have to play that hard
5B, Forrest Projects y'all
A too fat, so I couldn't play ball
So I hit the strip, started that raw
My would sag, now they callin me Crack
Used to love graffiti, so I it my tag
Me and Tone Montana we was bangin hammers
New York niggaz, ever wore bandanas
Got so money, a nigga would abuse it
Then I left the streets alone for the of the music

[Chorus:
You I never dreamed that I could be perfect
Cause that's the only thing I've ever been, ohh
And when I back on my life it's all worth it
Because I know I know my people me, I do it for love

[Fat
Yeah, yo
They say Joe too selfish, he won't let us in the
I say shit I could have Pun in front of that store
Could have left Remy Ma ass in Castle
Where every day another nigga get killed
They say what's without Dre?
I say shit, if them niggaz never met Jose?
Hell 'Ve was a DJ
Now he Roc Boyz, headed for a Grammy
What if I would have Khaled to stop buggin me?
probably never be President of that company
Shit you probably woulda heard the movement
I ain't gotta talk, I ain't gotta prove
Scott Storch is the best, kept sleepin on him
he's a white boy, he kept ghostbeatin for 'em
Dropped "Lean Back," then that shit hit and what?
I made the rich cocksuckers!

[Fat
I was never girls, I was just into my music
Dropped so many hits, still niggaz just confuse it
Went to my old school, gave 'em computers
And the niggaz in the hood be sayin I don't do shit
Bein ain't got no love in they hearts
I just moved to Miami, a crib and a yacht
I bought my daughter an equestrian park
Now she's horses, tell me that ain't hot
Sade, Luther
Mills, El DeBarge
I used to at them like Gods
Now tell me why a wouldn't go hard?
Bye {?} boricua, why you hatin on me
been sweet 16, still them haters can't stop me
In fact man I'm just like
Lordy we did it baby, you keep goin

[Fat Joe - Chorus]
Yeah, man I did it for the music!
I did it for the
Ha! I mean Mother's Day I'm for your mother
and your girl... can't be with my family man
You know what? Be what you wish for
Joe Crack's here to let you know the man is not a SUCKER
9 to 5 man you get to go and be wit'cha kids man
I'm in Budapest
I'm in Africa the heat come, Crack bitch, aowww!