pants need an alarm Need some non-alcoholic whiskey And some giuliani charm Just because you?re paranoid Don?t mean they?re not out to get ya Just because
down in the sewer 'Cause there's crocodiles down there My hovel needs a barricade My pants need an alarm Need some non-alcoholic whiskey And some Giuliani charm Just because
Translation: Joe Jackson. Just Because....
Hall of dope niggas from the past to present is sayin', "Next is Vishis" I'm, one of the illest, the realest feel it Competition isn't existence because
call it a tummy tuck My every records jumpin', or playin' double dutch I shit on rappers every verse just got the bubble guts [Verse 2: Joe Budden]
call it a tummy tuck My every records jumpin?, or playin? double dutch I shit on rappers every verse just got the bubble guts [Verse 2: Joe Budden] Let
well i'm nimble and i'm nice like kris kringle but Joe I got caught, caught, got swindled me and a couple of boys at Kings Plaza walkin' through the mall
's like straight up fuck you The city that I'm from is just a dot on the map Where dope houses get robbed and most of the clubs ? ? ? ? ? (dem shouts) Michael jackson
'm not H to the izzle I'm D to the dizzay I called up Macy Grey but she forgot what to say I asked Justin Timberlake If they know just hit was a mistake
E'ry time I hear that lonesome Sunny Land, blow Now you know, it make me feel lonesome? 'What man?' Lord, just because I want to go 'I comin',
your back out because your spineless I'm never makin music for the mindless Cause I'm hard to the core, and I'll never go soft Just consider us the hitmen
that well, but not because he's black my favorite actors are Denzel and Samuel L. Jackson, I also like Bill Paxton, but not because he's white, but because
Violent J] The tree is all right It ain't much going on but that's where I belong Because some of them days be shiny diamonds, (sometimes) And it can't be wrong, because
back out because your spineless I'm never makin music for the mindless Cause I'm hard to the core, and I'll never go soft Just consider us the hitmen
call it a tummy tuck My every records jumpin', or playin' double dutch I shit on rappers every verse just got the bubble guts [Verse 2: Joe Budden] Let
a tummy tuck My every records jumpin', or playin' double dutch I shit on rappers every verse just got the bubble guts [Verse 2: Joe Budden] Let me tell
