Meet Joe Black

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Why would I ever have to cop a chain or game When the QB chain birth moved the chains in the game? No post office was stampin' time Took out a slice out of the Big Apple made apple pies Family sized Leather bombers and Nike Sacais Dangerous corners you better pray that tomorrow arrives Rap Sugar Ray Robinson nothin' sweet Y'all too out of shape to even box with me Heavyweight I know my way around the ring Just like shorty know her way around the store Makin' hits with Hit-Boy all he gotta do is hit record Record breakin' news had to show up just to fill the void Confused spoiler oh boys y'all better keep your poise Leave me out of the weasel shit Be cool when you see me, I'm hotter than all that rap diva shit The hood know you pussy so we don't buy or believe in it Locked in on the instrumental I took back the key to this Uh Run me the keys, run me the B's, run me that float back Your top 3, I'm not number 1, how could you post that? I wear the crown, the city is mine, you cannot hold that I'm not the one to go at, you fuck around Meet Joe Black Run me the keys, run me the B's, run me that float back (What I'm sayin'?) Your top 3, I'm not number 1, how could you post that? (Uh) I wear the crown, the city is mine, you cannot hold that (Yeah) I'm not the one to go at, you fuck around meet Joe Black What I'm sayin' people sayin' what's already been said Predictions I don't listen it's already in my head No funny shit Your most hungry place, I was past that at twenty-eight Underground tapes, ask my ASCAP and publishing stakes As we slide in the G-ride I been gettin' criticized, it's keepin' me energized Create with a business mind I'm from where killers reside A wild hood, only knew goons since my childhood Niggas say anything in they raps 'cause it sound good Don't even mean what they say, horrible outlook Y'all ain't really 'bout this, house nigs Y'all was in the house with it We don't respect fake jewelry and silly outfits Window down, blowin' out kush Grey tints, New York's J Prince on Houston Street I caught the bounce before my nigga even bounced the beat I took the hard way in this shit, man it's the route for me Uh Run me the keys, run me the B's, run me that float back Your top 3, I'm not number 1, how could you post that? I wear the crown, the city is mine, you cannot hold that I'm not the one to go at, you fuck around Meet Joe Black Run me the keys, run me the B's, run me that float back Your top 3, I'm not number 1, how could you post that? I wear the crown, the city is mine, you cannot hold that I'm not the one to go at, you fuck around meet Joe Black Why would I ever have to cop a chain or game When the QB chain birth moved the chains in the game? Why would I? "For real talk, the nigga who killed hip hop for real is Nas, dog That nigga killed hip hop (Hip hop is dead) That nigga went and told everybody about it He came out publicly and said Hip hop is dead"