Yo kid? how you, yeah up and down This is the chef comin out of wu-tang shaolin, to the fullest son! I I'm here right now with my nigga, fat ji-doe Representin the boogie down, and the rest of the So we gonna do right here son Aiyyo matter fact son, I'm tired of niggaz man! up!
[fat Hey yo it's devestation, for any mc that poses I paint the town red with clips and dum-dums and The fat mc, the b-x Vicious a t-rex, who slips into a three-x fuck up, and end up, in the obituary Don't know the of real, check the dictionary I got no for conversation Makin run for the border like the immigration A puerto rican villain who be dealin and for nothin You a playa, you just bluffin blank, we can even do this with gats and shanks It's selection I can president, without elections I got mad connections, fat joe, the rap come in swarms, get lost in the blizzard Word to I take your life Sodomize your daughter, and make a widow out wife the relentless, nobody can check this Fat joe, you the yung and resless respect this .. to all the mc's
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[fat Yo who gets wrecked on the spot? you get wrecked on the I got this whole rap shit Many mc's perpetrated, and I'm number one so yo hate it Listen here suckers, you don't meet the chuckers It's the same motherfucker who said the ruckus Back in ninety-three, when everything was and dandy I was the nigga puttin razors in kids candy Mad connivin, it don't get any Best reverse thoughts disperse Even if you get loud and You don't put any fear in my Don't even start, you get apart Fat joe, the life Yo I get trife, and do a number on ass With the butcher - slice after slice, yea more destructional horror, than the antichrist Niggaz know the time Joe represents b-lawn, mine