Fat Joe

Fat Joe - Make ‘Em So Proud (Hold Up) lyrics

rate me

(Prod. By Lord Finesse)

Ft. AG & Diamond D

(Intro)

Replaced by the prettier things

When I see ya with all these girls

I just don't understand

I guess I'm not like the rest of them

(Verse: AG)

Many people tell us our style is terrific

It is quite different now let's get pacific

I'll focus on a lyric, mind, body, spirit

Inspires when ya hear it, so ya feel it

I'm birthed in the Apple, Bronx is the cradle

Fightin' off demons, embracin' all the angels

Mastered all the angles, ya should do the same too

Before yo inner self blame ya, came through

With the same crew, D I double G I N til the end

Feel a pen, kill again with the will to win

Nah, we're not like the rest of 'em

In the same sentence don't mention 'em, hold up

I said we make 'em so proud, this style loud, nigga roll up

See, Andre's a giant, Joey got that crack

Finesse is the Lord must shine on a track

Buck got the heat, Show got the street

L is still with us, best producer with lyrics

It's D square, so ya better beware

So lit with the shit 'till we leave here, yeah

(Break: Fat Joe)

Often imitated, never duplicated

D.I.T.C. nigga

(Verse 2: Fat Joe)

I was at the castle dapper dan on

Finesse on stage, I'm like put yo fans on

Ever since the shotgun flew over the sofa

Been buildin' the empire, preservin' the culture

Life's what ya choose it, crack before music

I put it on the wall, now my name's on the Hall of Fame

Next to L and the rest of the crew

I had to board therefore I was destined to shoot

I'm like Vince with his arm in the rim, tell ya honor with 'em

That I'm never goin' back, but it's still cook coke crack

She stash the dope where I showed ya at

Don't make me have to give his soul class, nigga

(Verse 3: Diamond D)

Uh; and now ya got all these 9 descripts

Lookin' for an angle, all dressed up

Like they lookin' for a bangle, I'm pressed up

I'm just lookin' for a strangle

Cuz these lames want a hook and entangle (uh)

In the League of Extraordinary Men

All blessed with extraordinary pen

Fans screamin' now they want the more live six shit

That uncut 1-0-4-5-6 shit, yeah

Bodacious (uh) so gracious

I don't talk much, but the flow is loquacious

(Digging) rough beats and rough raps

The vanguards of boom bap, fuck that

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