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Here we go, joe sinistr representin the joint

one: erick sermon

Yo yo, I pause for the
I seen niggaz heads busted, pass the gauze
This rhyme may affect the to a point
And crash the membrane, so you should a joint
*inhale* there I go and now it's without
Kiki shepherd, now the bitch feels
the memo, remember you listened to my demo;
Yeah the one about the limo?
Rewind because I'm pushed for right now
What where when how, my sound's out like moscow
I nuttin but the music, raw fusion
No mass confusion or
Blink blink, blink so what you I'm not playin
Hey man, yo I you playin
So don't be conspicous, cause you can't get this
Hardcore scientifical, far from
My rap style, is
It make you wanna be like the e double, and not like
Yo, my acoustics, swing!
Deranged, when I rock the mic I feel
Now back to our program, fuck batman, bang
Sound from the
Let me quit it, I feel I have shitted
And got mad niggaz
Joe sinistr
So y'all get my dick, tomorrow

joe sinistr

It's the payback, payback part ii
Yeah, it's the payback, the payback part ii
Uh-huh, yeah -- the second payback, the payback part ii
Uh-huh, yeah -- the second payback, payback part ii
It's ii, uhh

Verse two: joe

And while niggaz still virgins, I rips it ill
As erick sermon's, we's the ones usin the method
So joe came through the armed recruit to blank crews
My six fix another one greedy
Foreal, let's peel hats back for deal slow
And we'll catch clown, with they pants down low
The screwball work a rupaul and switch fast
Or we'll be in the cornfield, your bitch ass
And timb's through bad bad odor but it is home
Wild and more sex than mad cobra
So take it easy ? just to mash a kraut? the cheesiest
And I'm sworn to keep eyes on more than cbs
I make the funk turn to a process
I mob just any nigga, I don't who he
I still get doughs, takin off girbauds
And lamp with erick, a champ merit I flip foes
See these screws loose, I repeat, beetlejuice,
But stop there the third time with the cock-a-roach
And I get more than vic tayback
So kids, here come the second big

1/2

Verse three: sermon, joe sinistr

*tire squeeling sound* I return rubber
The black brother, low key so call me undercover
The from the boonies
I love muhammad ali, so fuck cooney
Oops, can't forget, a roof from one nation
*rrraow* participation
Shit, I'm so upset, I like snappin niggaz neck
But i'ma and let joe get wreck

My secret recipe put on diet's, uh-huh
The funk dog as I low to piss on hydrants
And howl at half and white owls and mad tunes
Live quite fowl, leavin in bitches bathrooms
I crack granite, and pack a mass it's so weird
My style is more fear-ed black planets
And I fuck your shit, suck my dick for
I let clips at your name, pay rent in your
And I gets wicked,
And keeps a clip in case the bullets get evicted
And now to twirl up the fat nigga, psychiatric
I worlds and galactus
I gets mean troop, grabbin around the block
At sixteen, the green pea soup
And cock nines, when got slime, the only men
Puffin nick nick nick's- with
It's joe no diss the funk mist flow
Make a mess aunt tess when she leaped off the sixth flo'
So straighten it out if knock-kneed
'fore they draw chalk around the