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[Chorus 2X: Fat Joe]

Lord forgive me temptation to kill

But I gotta give these crackheads the definition of real

Motherfucker die - don't look in my eye

Take this wit'cha nigga, tell the devil I sent ya



[Fat Joe]

Yup!  Death ain't sweet man

But it's a fact that one day ya breath gon' cease

Some niggaz get cremated, others rest in peace

You can get shot tomorrow if you test these streets

Go against Crack - hehehe - that's a problem

I'm a driveby, stabbin, napalm kinda problem

Choose one, the AK or revolver

I'll leave your body leakin layin on the carpet

Yeah, this nigga don't care

Have your head spinnin like that chick Linda Blair

I'm the Exorcist, niggaz don't know when they exit is

But I keep a K that cause a mass exo-dus

You don't want no problems, problems

Fuckin with these frauders {?}

I had the ambulance racin the street

Have your poor momma raisin the sheets, muh'fucker



[Chorus]



[Fat Joe]

Let me tell you 'bout myself, you can find me alone

On the streets of the Bronx, that's the county I own

Well at least that's the one I'm claimin

You know a muh'fucker that's realer then name him

Damn near a decade done passed and we still on top

My nigga Pun died, niggaz thought the shit gon' stop

I'm not concerned with the rumors and the small talk

Thought a nigga learned when he caught it and he walked off

Shoulda put the burn to a nigga so he'd slow down

Niggaz won't be thinkin, that's it rap, when it go down

In L.A. we got Bloods and Crips, in Chi-Town the Kings

Got other mob bosses kissin my ring

Don't confuse me wit'cha favorite MC

Difference is this mans'll kill him as a favor for me

Until then it's just...



[Chorus]



[Fat Joe]

Yo - wake up in a cold sweat

5:15 in the mornin, hear my phone ring

It's my nigga Ant speedin, slow down dog

You actin like the po-po chasin ya, be easy

He tellin me, "Crack where the fuck is you at?"

I'm at the hotel Radisson, hour ago

I did a show out in Patterson, took the bitch home

Nigga you know she was the baddest one, as was the Fattest one

This nigga Ant yell, "Crack what's her name?"

Carmen, why you stallin, why the fuck you callin

He said, "Joe they tryin to set you up

Put you six feet deep tryin to wet you up

You know that nigga Pablo from... Ave

Now he push pounds of blow, niggaz swear he bad"

Yeah, Mr. Friendly, he's pussy I bet'cha

Nah he sent his sister to the club to come get'cha



DAMN! Wake up ma

I'm sho' gon' miss ya purty face suckin my DICK bitch!

{click-click, BLAM}