Fat Joe - Painrate me
Coker the dawn yeah
Back in magazine, just in case I got a clap a boy who f*cking up my vibe
Ever since I’m 17 had and jump in Jax happen in and out of ride
Nobody that keep sweat, nobody like sweet Jax
S*ck em misses softy with the wall, with the wall, with the Brooklyn J steps
When you think this sky came from, nigga we’ve been marve since day 1
When the cops rush, niggas had to run, stash the crack in the pay phone nigga
Damn, it’s the ..that, triple gold diamond desident
Heavy is the head the wizard crowd in the top screaming fly delicate
In the roof top, flip Bengions, niggas losin’ their religion
Gold lies I .. Coca-Cola, sweat as pitchin’ what we stitchin’?
What you know about pain?
I know about pain nigga
Against all lie, true color here callin’ in the air of the night
That’s the sound of crack fins and tat teams
S*ckin there ‘bout the pipe,
Down the block from where begin
Took this last breath, thirty mattress uhh
I feel like I go palm, how they get em dirty for them f*cking taxes
Worse the beast kay on that shout like I swing it
In the elevator going up with big meast taking ..
Made and paid off like Robin Hood on the wall streets
Working for the basket .. brush you painted with