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2009-07-22

Part Deux

How many emcees must get dissed? How many motherf**kin' mics I got to rip? 'Til you Are considerate, illegitimate, rap motherf**kers Stop talkin' your shit, yeah Fat Joe, Jealous One's Envy Steppin' to the jam niggaz actin' all friendly Smilin' in my face and all the whiles they wanna Take my f**kin' place, them back-stabbers, them back-stabbers I got some shit for your whole damn crew How the f**k you gon' face a Mac-11 with a twenty-two? And then deliver, I'll shake your shiver And shatter your bones, the modern day Al Capone Step into my zone and get blown He who claims to wear the crown'll get the throne, check it There's many emcees in this world of rap But not too many emcees can f**k with Joey Crack In fact, yo, I be the realest you know With the illest of flows, bustin' caps at po-po's You gotta flow Joe, all these niggaz know the time When I come through, I shine with these genuine rhymes Let 'em know Joe, what you mean they don't know? I'm representin' right now like I represented befo' You gotta flow Joe, all these niggaz know the time When I come through, I shine with these genuine rhymes Let 'em know Joe, what you mean they don't know? What you mean they don't know? What you mean they don't know? Many thought it couldn't happen, Joe was never rappin' He was always gettin' loot off the crack and f**kin' with them heavyweights, who had shit sewn in every state The very sight'll make the average man defecate Livin' the life of stock, bonds and cars, word bond When I be gone I'll be worshiped like Nicky Barnes It's on, you don't want no confrontation Killer communication, I suffer from multiple lacerations Take a look at Joey Gambino Spilled your chips in the casinos while feastin' on shrimp scallapino Niggaz don't want it, word to mother I be that catchin' body else that'll leave that a*s six feet under Rappers wonder, where I been since The Real I been plannin' my strategy for the next kill Ninety-five for the real live Only the strong survive, that's why I pack a four-five We got, all these actors playin' characters and killers Wanna be hammer cockers, but, shit is realer than they think f**k around and get them clothes rentin' Many believe Fat Joe will be the cause of Armageddon You gotta flow Joe, all these niggaz know the time When I come through, I shine with these genuine rhymes Let 'em know Joe, what you mean they don't know? I'm representin' right now like I represented befo' You gotta flow Joe, all these niggaz know the time When I come through, I shine with these genuine rhymes Let 'em know Joe, what you mean they don't know? What you mean they don't know? What you mean they don't know? You gotta flow Joe, all these niggaz know the time When I come through, I shine with these genuine rhymes Let 'em know Joe, what you mean they don't know? I'm representin' right now like I represented befo' You gotta flow Joe, all these niggaz know the time When I come through, I shine with these genuine rhymes Let 'em know Joe, what you mean they don't know? What you mean they don't know? What you mean they don't know? You gotta flow Joe

  1. Bronx Tale
  2. Success
  3. Envy
  4. Gangbanging Interlude
  5. Fat Joe's In Town
  6. Part Deux
  7. King NY
  8. The Shit Is Real (DJ Premier Remix)
  9. Fat Joe's Way
  10. Respect Mine
  11. Watch Out
  12. Say Word
  13. Dedication
  14. Bronx Keeps Creating It