Yeah.. uh huh..
 Chill.. hah  yeah..
 C'mon..

 I'm comin rougher than the roughest motherfucker could get
 Playin Russian Roulette  never lost a bet yet
 Bluffin  ain't my style  niggaz ain't sayin nothin
 Cause I'm buckwild without frontin
 Raw to the core  I grew up poor
 Once I hit the door  I began to explore
 Curiosity killed my cat  but not me
 because I learned how to kill with agility
 I grew up in the South Bronx, punch you in your mouth punk
 I know these streets like Fred Sanford knows junk
 In the trunk of a car lays a body
 Head decapitated, bust him with my shotty
 Stabbed the mug, to make sure, he wasn't comin back
 Now police, can picture that, with a Kodak.. huh!
 They can't stop me with a homicide investigation
 Cause if they do my crew is hittin up the station
 Your best bet, is to let me jet
 Cause I bring war, like a vet, when I'm upset.. huh!
 I'm not the one you wanna play out in a program
 Yo, you better tell them who the hell I am

 "This is Joe Da Fat Gangsta" Yeah! (2X)
 "This is Joe Da Fat Gangsta" Tell em who the hell I am
 "This is Joe Da Fat Gangsta"

 [Fat Joe]
 Now on the hip-hop tip, I'm no joke
 Get live at a jam, and leave a system broke when I spoke
 MC's froze, but I never said freeze
 Hopin I don't hit em like a fucked up disease
 Fall up in the club, Mr. Hype for a night
 Choke a rapper with a cord, hang him from the lights.. huh!
 Now you do wanna mess around with the Fat Man
 cause you see my face in every newsstand
 Every other magazine from Billboard to Spin
 Pick it up and read Fat Joe strikes again
 How true, I'm not about weed and brew
 I'm just another papichulo like the rest of my crew
 So give me the microphone
 This jam is dedicated to my main man Tone
 Cause he flips, and I flip, and we flip the script
 And you know, you don't wanna get your ass WHIPPED
 Party over here, another in the hospital
 Lincoln, Memorial, notice that's how I sent you, hah
 I was the one who played the shoot 'em up games
 Here's another patient, and yo what's my name?

 "This is Joe Da Fat Gangsta" Yeah! (2X)
 "This is Joe Da Fat Gangsta" Tell em who the hell I am
 "This is Joe Da Fat Gangsta"

 [Fat Joe]
 So I cruise around in the B-M
 or in the Benz, hurtin enemies and makin new friends
 They shake my hand, smile in my face
 The nine's in my waist, so there won't be a chase
 That's it, the situation is blown out of proportion
 When you leave, you must use caution
 Look over your shoulder, even on your block
 When I come to visit, you know you're in shock
 So don't say who is it, act like you know
 Kickin down doors is the Gangsta Fat Joe
 And I got no time for games
 My name is goin down in the gangsta hall of fame

 "This is Joe Da Fat Gangsta" Yeah!
 "This is Joe Da Fat Gangsta" Tell em who the hell I am
 "This is Joe Da Fat Gangsta"

 [Fat Joe]
 Yeah.. Fat Joe Da Gangsta
 Representin in ninety-three
 Peace to my man Diamond D
 Peace out to my man Ski
 This jam is ?letido?, ha hah