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joey bada$$ - belly of the beast
[Intro]
Dangerous, dangerous
These niggas can't hang with us hang with us
Nigga we dangerous, dangerous
My nigga we
[Verse 1: Joey Bada$$]
I swear all my life I been around crips and bloods
Crips and slugs, the trigger happiest thugs
Claiming the slums, and all the hoods that they from
Too much of the some, got it twisted up blinded in a rat race
Cash straight, the fake kill jake, the snakes too late
My eyes dilate, and I could tell them how he strafe
Coming at me sideways, get straighten up
Don't deflate it up gimmie the bucks my cash wrinkling up
Looking back in the days, amazed
Cause the lab rat done made it out the maze
Still feel caged, enraged though
Used the underground railroad like a runaway slave
Broke off the chains still runway fresh
Got you on that mental plane with my project jet
I'm two steps above that nimbus cloud
My limit is low, when I'm smoking on that loud
Focus in the now, when the lotus is around
It's the Brooklyn sound, a pro found, Biggie would be proud about
But I don't need a vet to even shop me out
Punchlines pack a Pacquiao they can't box me out
[Bridge: Joey Bada$$]
Big up big up, it's a stick up stick up
Niggas hit a nigga quick if he hiccup hiccup
Big up big up, it's a stick up stick up
Niggas hit a nigga quick if he hiccup hiccup
Tell me what them know bout the Badmon named Jozif
Women come around, I look em down like they don't know shit
Word around the town is that they got the match explode it
[Hook: Chronixx]
I'm a child of the city
Son of the streets
And it's just a pity
They not tough like we
And things not look pretty
When we got to eat
Things get much deeper
Deeper and deeper
[Verse 2: Chronixx]
And I survive, thank the father
Feel like I was raised by Clans One Order for nada
Had to keep calm and hold ma corner
Cause a stray gun shot if you cross the border
Pro Era teach them the pros and cons
Of living in a city with a thousand dons
A thousand ghetto youths with a thousand guns
Cold hearted killers with frozen lungs
But praise rastafari we wheel and come again
Know I Nyabinghi sit know we the drummer dem
Dem ammunition are tougher we power dem
Lightning and thunder a devour them
Pro Era teach them the pros and cons
Original Chronixx and Joe Badmon
No King Selassie, we have the golden crown
Get ready for the shift we are the chosen ones
[Hook: Chronixx]
I'm a child of the city
Son of the streets
And it's just a pity
They not tough like we
And things not look pretty
When we got to eat
Things get much deeper
Deeper and deeper
joey bada$$ - big dusty
Check my style, check, check, check it out
Check my style, check, check, check it out
(Check it out y'all, check, check, check, check it out y'all)
Check my style, check, check, check it out
Check my style, check, check, check it out
(Check it out y'all, check, check, check, check it out y'all)
Check my style, check, check, check it out
Fuck jumping the broom, honey moons, I, I hit the pot
Soak me up like a mop, Know I'm up, know there's levels
Staring down at the devil, hello, guess I got the memo
Pulling strings like Geppetto, you just a puppet, fellow
I came up out of the tomb, don't drop a L
Uh, you don't want to see the evils, which I dwell in hell
To excel, this shit never fails, always excels
They been swallowing sons before the double Xl
Sex cell, ex ask why it never work out
I guess I exercise too much when I work out
Shows too turnt out return home burnt out
Now I got to hear all the shit that you heard 'bout
Can I live? What, these niggas want me off a bridge?
If I say it's turnt down, do I burn that shit?
Truth is, if it ain't real, I don't feel it
If it don't hit my spirit, I don't get near it
And that's point blank period, know some niggas that fear it
Same niggas who know that we the illest
Lines so deep a great shark is what I reel up
Hit the flow and it can't go realer, my whole camp gorillas, nigga
(Check, check, check it out)
Check my style, check, check, check it out
Check my style, check, check, check it out
Check my style, check, check, check it out
Don't jack my style
Check my style, check, check, check it out
Check my style, check, check, check it out
Don't jack my style
Jack, jack, jack it out
(Check, check, it out)
I stand juxtaposed to all my Pro's, realest illest niggas I know
See these foes biting the flows, they even jooks the pose
I guess my Cd really shaking the coast
Cause this really be the year that I feast, capisce?
Nothing defeats the beast, I speak my piece
Know niggas in the streets that heat seek for me, release and squeeze
Might put a Halloween between your spleen
Retreat or trickle down to your last pound of green, know what I mean?
Shit it's like taking candy from the babies
All of these rappers are just a bunch of Now and Laters
They too sweet, plus they lease their Mercedes
Can't be second greatest, I'm the best and def your favorite
My flow in-depth nigga, I got my wave up
It's either get your tidal waved, or you could be my neighbor
Cause if I can't eat, then you can't either
I need to know, need the pizza dough fuck I'm spitting ether for?
Yeah nigga
Reigning rap supreme in this bitch
Cause bitches lie niggas lie numbers, too
Cause bitches lie niggas lie numbers, too
Bitches lie niggas lie numbers, too
Bitches lie niggas lie numbers, too
What the fuck you gon' do when the Era come for you?
Check my style, check, check, check it out
Check my style, check, check, check it out
Check my style, check, check, check it out
Check my style, check, check, check it out
Don't jock my style
And I'm from the blocks where they sell
Cell blocks rock my mental
See them fake thugs that you see before can't even spell
My flows filled with words you can't pronounce, stories you can't tell
Check my style, check, check, check it out
Check my style, check, check, check it out
(Check it out y'all, check, check, check, check it out y'all)
Check my style, check, check, check it out
Check my style, check, check, check it out
(Check it out y'all, check, check, check, check it out y'all)
Check my style, check, check, check it out
joey bada$$ - blooming blossoms
Now
If I ain't know no better
I could have been sucked right up into the setup
But I kept my head up
And every time I fell I would get up
See I don't need no nines and berettas
I kill with the lines and the letters
with the verbs and the nouns
Just a kid trying get his sound heard around
Jump into cyphers and keep the old timers astounded
They said he was the best in the surroundance
Cause everyone around him was drowinin'
In the fair one, no one son could pound him
With the lyrics, you pray you hear it
They said it's bad hood credit, imagine good spirit
And one day his mom and dad
Will be cheerin' to his grammy nomination
And proclamation to his world domination
Inauguration into greatness
From making rations to cakin'
2 Am and he be up like attic
He's an addict, alarm clock pop, he back at it
Barely got any sleep
But, he gotta eat
Cause ain't shit cheap and his soul sole torned out of feet
He got dreams, but don't plan on sleeping
until he reach 'em
Until you out feastin', paying houses where you sleep in
Until his album ready and his fans
Get it leaking just for sneak peaks and
Until then, his home is the booth
He spittin' to the plaque it's poof off his tooth
Like hocus pocus
Or word he's too focused
You should quote it
His goal is the denial that he wrote it
Flowin' like oceans and menstruals
Ink from the pen, lies within my credentials
They told me that I could be mental
But momma always said that I was special
Haters tell me I should stop
My enemies tryin' see me in the box
So the streets tell me to cop a glock and pop it
But something down deep tells me I'm the next prophet
Like the new muhammad or the new marcus garvey
Or probably, it makes sense why I'm so heavily guarded
Wait, no, please restart it
I'm heavenly guarded, it's the golden child and for a while
God been looking down with a smile
Watchin' me prosper
Attackin' with the raps and then conquer
The junior frank sinatra, rapping out the opera
You should spectate in the booth with a suit and binoculars
Like nigga it's a honor, it's motherfuckin' honor
joey bada$$ - christ conscious
Mother, mothersucker, yeah, microphone checker, yo
Uh, motherfuckin' microphone checker
Keep that grip tight, like my smith & wesson
Ike with the mic, which nigga tryna turn up
Hit you with the hurtful fuckin' truth like sojourner
Motherfuckin' microphone eater
Spittin' hot shit, hit your dome with the heater
Wouldn't want to be ya, this lyrical fajitas
Got dragon balls, like my name was vegeta
Motherfuckin' super duper swanking
Niggas still hating, pigs want him for the bacon
Take 'em to the slaughterhouse
Say we 'bout to order out
Tell 'em we the badass motherfuckers
That they heard about
Yes, I guess the word is out, we coming for the top dollar
Top rottweiler, since I popped my collar
Niggas say they hit us, they ain't ever shot nada
Me? I'd rather not snitch up on my own problems
Cause I'm a microphone killer
Especially when my head is gone off the liquor
Specially educated, heavily medicated
Give me that beat and I'll put you next to dilla, my nigga
Flow sweeter than vanilla
Tell these haters beat it, can't jackson thriller
I'm the nigga that you see when you're in the mirror
Say my name five times, this what I deliver
This a motherfuckin' nuke that I'm droppin'
The world in my pocket, kick you out your continent
Always drop hot shit, toroidal flow be constant
And I won't stop 'til I reach christ conscious, nigga
Which one of y'all niggas really want it with me
None of y'all niggas, fuck outta here
Beast coast, nigga, pro era in your area
This a motherfuckin' nuke that I'm droppin'
The world in my pocket, kick you out your continent
Always drop hot shit, toroidal flow be constant
And I won't stop 'til I reach christ conscious, nigga
Niggas know, niggas, niggas, niggas know mother
joey bada$$ - curry chicken
Like "oh he's broke! I told you he was broke!
I told you he ain't got no money", or you know
This and that or whatever whatever
Then you'll see some other people
You'll put that you're here in this house
"Oh joey done made it! He bought a crib!
He this, he that". So it's all a story
It's a perception that people make for you along the way
So it's not really what it necessarily
Is at any point or given at time
and that's the thing that concerns me
Break it down
We break it down like
Joey bad he break it down like
My nigga fly he break it down like
My nigga statik break it down like
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
1-2
Alright
First things first is I been rehearsing these verses
In hopes that I hit the surface and keep myself afloat
But I know one day I'm earning me some platinum
and some gold
And all them labels could
just reimburse this dick in they throat
And tell my mama "oh no, " your purses will never run low
No more cause back when I was four, and we was poor
You would purchase the store
So here I go, your little man has got to grow
I'm walking out the door
My mama just be smiling, cause she know
I got my back and got her worried
Only thing she ask is that I hurry
Home in time for christmas for some dinner
Seen you on tv again, boy you lookin' thinner
But you lookin' like a winner, aye
You got to give to get and then you give back
You got to give to get and then you give back
You got to give to get and then you give back
Then you give back, then you, then you give back
Worst thing worse, I could've been stealing your purse
Or just been, putting in work and leaving niggas in the dirt
But ever since birth I knew
I would be something on this earth
So now I spit that dope, that shit be hittin' ya nerve
And to my papa my word is my bond
When you held me in your arms
Did you know along that a star was born?
Then you named me jo-vaughn, now that name ring alarms
Nearly 20 years later we on a plane to the palms
I gotcha back and got her worried
Only thing I ask is for some curry
Chicken when we land we eatin' dinner
Mama seen me on tv again lookin' thinner
But I'm lookin' like a winner, aye
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord, my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
I pray the lord my soul to take
Break it down
joey bada$$ - devastated
[intro]
Yeah, do you feel it?
[hook]
I used to feel so devastated
At times I thought we'd never make it, yeah
But now we on our way to greatness
And all that I took was patience
I-I-I used to feel so devastated
At times I thought we'd never make it, yeah
But now we on our way to greatness
And all that I took was patience
[verse]
Ok, just getting better each day
Stacking that cheddar, cheesecake
Looking up to the lord, we pray
Trying to be my best each day and
'til I'm laid to rest we lay, yeah
'til the time being we lit
Hoping I don't let it get all in my head
I don't need money just to say that I'm rich
Couple little honeys wanna get in my bed
But they used to run from me when I had nothing
Now they want to fuck cause they see me stuntin'
Nigga came up off the hustling
Living in a life of lux
And I'm feeling like the man
If you ain't in my chucks
Then you wouldn't understand
Homie buy these rubber bands for me
Make her wanna dance for me
Prolly leave her man for me
Standing in the stands, goddamn
(she used to front way back, now she just a fan)
[hook]
I used to feel so devastated
At times I thought we'd never make it, yeah
But now we on our way to greatness
And all that I took was patience
I-I-I used to feel so devastated
At times I thought we'd never make it, yeah
But now we on our way to greatness
And all that I took was patience
[bridge] (x2)
I put my pain in the cadence
Turn my brain up a wavelength
Now we're flowing the ceiling
So just go with the feeling
Baby soak up the vibe
Let's roll some dope up, get high
We gon' blow smoke in the sky
'til we can't open our eyes
[vocalize]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Skrrt, skrrt
[hook]
I used to feel so devastated
At times I thought we'd never make it, yeah
But now we on our way to greatness
And all that I took was patience
I-I-I used to feel so devastated
At times I thought we'd never make it, yeah
But now we on our way to greatness
And all that I took was patience
joey bada$$ - escape 120
Joey Bada$$
An ode to the worst of my days
I've been working away
But the sky's been looking so gray
Sometimes I really need to get away, yeah
I just need to get away, yeah
I just need to get away, yeah
Sometimes I really need to fly away
I could never forget them gloomy days
Although I regret where my time was played
If I could go back, some things would be changed
And I would know that, for a fact, it was fame
That drew me to this unfamiliar side of my brain
That withdrew me from familiar and the closest remains
Although I'm gaining ends now, I'm loosing friends
They say that time is money, and my time is well spent
Girlfriend hit me up to chill, but does this shit make sense?
And I don't expect for you to know if you ain't paying rent
I got to make this album, and hold it down for my camp
Surrounded us all like bonfire
When I lay a verse down that's born fire
I was born fire
Went outside this morning, morning, uh
Seen the sky was falling, falling, yeah
Old man no longer snoring, snoring, ah
The rain just won't stop pouring, pouring, uh
Whats heaven's capitol like, like, li-like
Maybe I can crash tonight, night, night
Cause I'm trapped inside this hell, hell, hole
God, please answer your cell, cell, phone
I'm coming home tonight, can't touch no microphone tonight
Outside my comfort zone tonight
My brain's blown my dome tonight
Tonight's the night, don't you try to put up a fight
Don't you trying looking for life
Cause I'm bout to take that flight
Raury
Indigo father, meant to go farther
And travel across the water and park at a million dollars
I am the spirit, I am the guava
You sippin' out of your coconut beverage in the Bahamas
Pardon me mother, pardon me father
I'm glad that you spared a part of us, part of my firestarter
Along with niggas, bitches, and ballers
And people that look down on me like they so taller
I go harder, I go smarter, the flow's water
Like how to rob a dollar, every single piece of change
Movin' to the woods so I never ever change
Lose a couple things but I never ever change
I probably miss some money but I never ever change
And they can say whatever but I never ever change
I feel I understood what the stars wanna say
I'm brain battered from scattering every Saturday
Pitter patter with people that really matter
And I'mma fuck her regardless cause I'm a kid right?
That's why you can't spell summer without trouble
Stripper with no bubble, threesome with no double
Love without hate, life without pain
This without that, choice without thought
A dog with no day, a Seattle without rain
If it rains in Seattle
I'll with lil' nigga, can ride with ya nigga
Fly with ya nigga, high with ya nigga
Ride with ya nigga, survive with ya nigga
Say, if it rains in Seattle
I'll take you 'round the world on a Sunday
With me, one day, one day, one day, one day, one day
joey bada$$ - greenbax
[Kirk Knight]
I'm trying to get that green back
I'm trying to get that green back
Pro Era on the rise, man you tape that
We'll never be broke again
Bro-Broke again
Whole damn world in the palm of my hands
Pro Era on the rise, man you tape that
We'll never be broke again
joey bada$$ - hardknock
[Verso 1: Joey Bada$$]
Just got word from my mans on the island
He said he needed guidance
Niggas on the streets is wildin'
He look to God but can't find him
So he demand silence from the glarin' signs
The sympathy zippity
Only thing plain is the mad violence
No lyin' niggas just won't let go the iron
They wanna burn ya molecules until you let go ions
Sleep beef like they let go lions
So don't eye em' they get the wrong message
Wrong message put you on that long stretcher
Too much pressure God bless ya when the semi wet'cha
They told me boy dress up I'm givin' too many lectures
And I'm puttin' in too many effort in my nouns and verbs
Like they gon' catch up fuck what you must heard
But I done puffed enough herb
To be listenin' to young birds and dumb nerds
I got enough shit on my mind
So I don't need to be stressin' and shine, define
[Refrão: Joey Bada$$]
One day I'm tryna have a wife and kids
So I just can't live my life like this
And I ain't tryna learn what lifeless is
So I just can't live my life like this
I want the golden chains and diamond rings
But I just can't live my life like this
And sometimes I just wanna light this spliff
But I just can't live my life like this
[Verso 2: Cj Fly]
Just got a collect call from up top
My cousin called me and what not
The motto never changed it's still fuck cops
We went from havin' lunch in our lunchbox
Our lungs is hot whenever we puff pot
We touch blocks and end up havin a gut shot
But fuck that, ain't tryna live that life no more
My mind corrupted but my heart is still pure
Gotta be brave can't be afraid
Braids and waves never matter when you catch the fade
Trapped in a maze and your fade is your only escape
Fuck a priest's opinion
Knock the hinges off of Heaven's gates
Tryna share my cells with' my mate
Not share a cell with' mates
Wreckin' shit with' my wrecklessness
The L get lit that's when I start second guessin' shit
Thinkin' 'bout Tot and then I reminisce
What you thought you niggas could've fuck me over
Never nigga guess again
I'm street so cross me like pedestrians
And that's gon be your end of it
Straight revokin' your membership
[Refrão: Cj Fly]
One day I'm tryna have a wife and kid
So I just can't live my life like this
And I ain't tryna know what lifeless is
So I just can't live my life like this
I want the golden chains and diamond rings
But I just can't live my life like this
And sometimes I just wanna light this spliff
But I just can't live my life like this
[Verso 3: Joey Bada$$]
Niggas wanna know what I'm about
I'm bout blowin' loud on the block sporty
Glock 40 in a politician mouth
I take the competition out
Commission with' my composition
Who the kid spittin' behind the bars
Like a con position
Gotta give 'em time to listen
They'll soon bump to it they'll like me
I kick it like Nike they'll adjust to it
But if you hate I know you must do it
I ain't mad at you I keep my attitude on school
Learn ya bucks to do it
I'm out for presidents to represent me
Yo chick keep messaging me
Who the bestest Mc?
They be mentioning me
Too hot, I be molestin' the beat
Fuck math, teachers shoul teach
If it keep Smith & Wesson's off the street
So first class be a lesson from me
Fuck what you teach if it's a riggies
I fly it over liggies
All time highs where Jesus can't reach us
Step to me and get the recipe to make you rest in peace
This is for my niggas, killers
Hundred dollar billers
On the block in the rock spot
Glock cocked watchin' out for cops
All about they cheddar
Youngins know nothin' that's better
Like fuck a prison letter
Those Beretta's led us to the lettuce
Real as fetishes menaces
Want the senator's percentages
If you ain't prejudice you still a nemisis
Smokin' on the Clematis
Get open like a present is
Now yo presence is on the premisces for them presidents
My city be the genesis for where they think the terror is
They linkin terrorists from the Stuy
Then linkin terraces
They on that wrecker shit
They leave you left for the dead
Kids don't play they'll erase your head in a race for the bread
Children on the corners slingin' some reds
Poppin' some meds
Shits be so deep in cover they be chasin' the feds
I be back stage grippin' haze breakin' my leg
My folks was makin' the best
When they was naked in bed, muthafucka
[Refrão: Joey Bada$$]
One day I'm tryna have a wife and kids
So I just can't live my life like this
And I ain't tryna learn what lifeless is
So I just can't live my life like this
I want the golden chains and diamond rings
But I just can't live my life like this
And sometimes I just wanna light this spliff
But I just can't live my life like this
joey bada$$ - hazeus view
Will I see you through my Hazeus View?
Will I see you through my Hazeus View?
Will I see you through my Hazeus
My Hazeus, my Hazeus, my Hazeus, my Hazeus view
You ain't running with the apes yet
Apex at the empire state neck
Hand no crown, my niggas take that
In this state of mind, gotta state facts suspect nigga
Get your wig pushed back tonight, to 1999
Who'd've thought that 19 I'd be in my prime
Throw up the right scheme everything else align
Here's a penny for your thoughts another one another one
Eventually the dream was bought
Now that's a real, real, real mind fuck
Might fuck up your mind if you're lighting up
Make sure to take a tight [?] if you tough
Imma titan, like Zeus I enlighten them
Kick flows, till it's kung-fu fighting them
Is it him, it is you who was nice as him?
I don't see nobody no, no
I don't see nobody no, no
And we probably share a trait or two
But I can't see what I can't relate to
Hey Jesus will I ever get to see you through my Hazeus View?
You rap niggas ain't safe yet
I keep the bombs in my basement
When I detonate you can feel the vibrations
I got ya mind shaking and in my right my light gon spark for generations
One day my voice will be heard
On every radio station cause fate rearranging and changing and this
Everyday living in this life I see
That in every way they wanna see my life decease
But I survive the question is for how long
Since my homie died, I been tryin to hold on
The happy days of my life is now all gone
But I cope with that weed I smoke and writing these songs
But it's should I stay should I go?
Should I stay should I go?
I don't know, I don't know
Lord please let me know
Everything cool like in the state of mind
At this state in my correct, cool, calm, collect
Deflect the corrupt with intellect
I talk too much, the jig is up he has risen up
From a division of, most kings, with they vision precision for precision
His mind splitting, and soul uplifting
But still feel so trapped in the solar system
joey bada$$ - like me
[Intro: Joey Bada$$]
One time
What's the word
What's the word
What's the word
Yo yo yo yo yo, yo yo
Turn me up on the headphones
[Verse 1: Joey Bada$$]
If looks could kill I let the swank drill like a deadly weapon
I drop bombs on an enemy at any second
Look at me wrong I turn you to tomb stones
Lock you in the crosshairs and you gone, then I throw my deuce up
Sip sangritas with your señorita, like me gusta
See what that early morning cock will do up to your rooster
I bet my cockiness will boost her confidence
Then you gon' wonder where your highness went
[Refrain 1: Joey Bada$$ & Bj The Chicago Kid]
I bet she get low for a nigga like me
She get low for a nigga like me
I bet she get low for a nigga like me
Low for a nigga like me
[Verse 2: Joey Bada$$]
So we burn the mary jane til' the third degree
Some niggas bitin' flows yo, that's burglary
Same niggas actin' like they never heard of me
A fuck nigga could get clocked, yo that's word to me
[Refrain 2: Joey Bada$$ & Bj The Chicago Kid]
He get blown for a nigga like me
Get his head explode for a nigga like me
Put him on the floor for a nigga like me
[Verse 3: Joey Bada$$]
My mind boggles when time toggles
In the ocean of stars it's hard to find goggles, we twisted up
So we put it in the air
Don't let the j's start unravelling
We gettin' blown like a javelin
She throw it back like she time travelin'
Rocked the boat so well, she jumped out and started paddling
I'm screaming "Land, ho! " 'bout to hit for sure
I motorboat it slow then I ripped the flow
I'm pretty sure-like nice beaches-that
Even at my weakest I still leave 'em speechless
How you like those peaches?
Find me rotting the apple
'Bout to bump so plump, 'bout to lock in the grapple
Feeling like the highest man about to tackle
Facts like the tat under the cap of the Snapple
Cats get decapitated for actin' a fool
Blacks get their ass sprayed just for makin' a move
[Refrain 3: Joey Bada$$ & Bj The Chicago Kid]
We get high and say "fuck the police"
That? s why we get high and say "fuck the police"
That? s why we get high and say "fuck the police"
[Verse 4: Joey Bada$$]
Cause every time I make a move they be sweatin' me
They want another black man in penitentiary
It's even hard for that man standing next to me
Cause he could catch a bullet that was really meant for me
It's like every step bring me close to destiny
And every breath I get closer to the death of me
I'm just tryna carry out my own legacy
But the place I call home ain't lettin' me
[Refrain 4: Joey Bada$$]
You can't get by if you don't respect an Og
You can't get by if you don't respect an Og
You can't get by if you don't respect an Og
[Verse 5: Joey Bada$$]
Cause every corner I turn a nigga testing me
And every morning I mourn just for the less of me
Sometimes I ask the Lord why he be blessing me
And not my brothers whose souls now rest in peace
[Refrain 5: Joey Bada$$ & Bj The Chicago Kid]
I pray there's hope for a nigga like me
Hope for a nigga like me
Just pray there's hope for a nigga like me
[Verse 6: Joey Bada$$]
I'm something like the chairman of the board rantin'
I feel invincible like Mcmannon
One of the last original emcees that's left standing on the planet
Strike like a meteor, do remedial damage, damnit
Cats can't stand it, get they ass handed and branded
By the lyrical New York City bandit
True warrior like rembrandt
Yo some cats claim they fly but really been landed
I really can't stand it
Let me take a seat, this where Rosa Parks her bum, now
Make some room for me
Pe in your beeper, hun you can read it and weep
My old hoes call me now, leave a message after the beep
I don't wanna speak no I don't wanna speak
I don't wanna speak no I don't wanna speak
I just wanna be good, I just wanna be
I just wanna be free
joey bada$$ - no. 99
What's my name? What's my name?
Badmon
What's my name? What's my name?
Badmon
What's my name? What's my name?
Badmon
What's my name? What's my name?
Badmon
What's my motherfuckin'
Ready to bust my gun, I'm rushin' in like vladimir putin
What you want son? Fuck a rou-, let's get shootin'
The 47 goonz recruitin', join or die
We comin' for groups of guys in suits and ties
Who chose to hide truth from the eye
Grab a white collar by his white evil eye
Fight or flight, yo, that's just what it is
When you see a pig, hit him in his baby back ribs
But don't trip, I'm just another black kid, caught up in the mix
Tryna make a dollar outta 47 cents
Yo, this shit is intense, a dumb cop stoppin' me, probably
Cause he's still livin' in the past tense, how shit was back then
They wanna see the downfall of all black men
An african, I was sent to put action in
But what's new when the po keep flashin' in
News flash niggas, get a news flash
These niggas ain't ready for the war
Know what I'm 'bout, cut the cheddar, close your drawer
Please put your bread up
We ain't gon' settle for no iceberg lettuce
Let us eat when there's war
Or end up like venison meat in the street
They're not ready for beef
Let the fish burn in the pot, niggas all in the spot
When it turns 12 'o clock then, we'll be curvin' the block
Yo cut this shit
Man, I'm the best in the sector
Get your ear buds to grip, then I dissect ya
Inject ya with my lethal weapon
Plant a mine in the deepest section, guess who's least expected
Mothafucka please respect it
The last one to pull my card was easily dealt with
They felt it, the shift, records can't be reckoned with
On tracks wreckin' shit, ask me why I'm reckless
Break a wrist, approach my demo with a risk
Brought my demo listens, I'm a demolition specialist
I got the blueprint to this shit, jay to the oh vee
If blue was a prince, I'm still joseph kony
Niggas know they can't ever little bro me
No matter how big they blow, they still a little below
It's the p-r-o e-r-a, indigo with the killer flow
Guaranteed the realest that you ever saw
The badmon young kingpin
I move dope with that ink pen
Been up all night, my third eye ain't even blinkin'
Fuck what you thinkin'
Number 99, never trust no swine
Lick a shot one time
joey bada$$ - oh, deer
I see you sitting on the top, in your better phase
Say, how it feel it feel to be the best and the most paid?
How it feel to be the most praised?
Known to blow the most Haze
Known to have chicks who go both ways and still down to blow J
Remember from rags to riches, being mad ambitious
Screaming "Fuck love" cause you was always mad at bitches
When getting money was the fucking motto
From the place they put potatoes on their nozzles just to silence hollows
Shit, you probably went passed that, Probably still chiefing blunts
As a matter of fact, you probably don't even pass that
You probably in the back of black splitting down the dutch
With a dime chick in the tail flap, but her head is up
I see where the hoes at, but where the bros at?
Call hey where's your Iphone 44 at?
Or did you end up like most cats who split a lot of cheese together?
The more cheddar, the more better, Ya'll won't be friends forever
And I know it's probably killing you softly, pardon me
Thinking you can handle all of your problems costly
No matter what the cost be, you're quick to try and buy it off
Everything is win-win, you know you can't afford a loss
But blowing up was always the main dream
So I can't get mad if you're flowing in the mainstream
But you knew from now that it'll be this hard
Shit, you learned to trick broads when your dick got hard
And if you can do that, ain't shit should be stopping you
Anything is possible and any obstacle should be hoppable
And now you living where it's tropical, you got the most shade
A letter to my future, Sincerely, your broke days
Mother fuck them broke days
Most praise to the mother fucker most paid
Mother fucker, yeah
joey bada$$ - paper trail$
Before the money, there was love
But before the money, it was tough
Then came the money through a plug
It's a shame this ain't enough
Yo, sitting back plotting, jotting information on my nation
Really started from the bottom, boy, cotton
But they still planting plantations, we keep buying in
Closed-minded men, pride is higher than the prices on your Pradas, Balenciagas
Balance my soccer with the henny agua
Me and my niggas tryna eat, you pussies empanada
The flow like plenty lava
With just a penny I could multiply my worth
And make you work for me for twenty hours
I swear these niggas love to copy, thanks for listening
This kid ain't been the same since Biggie smacked me at my christening
Watch your tradition and please play it safe
Cause your position on the top is switching right in front your face
Rocking on this bass with rhymes, I'm bustin' out
He duckin' down, got some issues now, headed for your house
So put the pistols down, got that red dot on your nose
Who put the clown on lock, jaws like the blue knows
Froze, keep your mouth closed or you can see the solar
I got connections that guaranteed to see closed doors
You hear that underground sonar
The way I flows, this wisdom
The Pros been on a mission
Listen into the chamber, get hyperbolic
They raisin' max, I raise stakes to keep the brolic
My bitches is macrocosmic, pass the chronic
The mastered sonics is lightyears above your conscious
You're novice, but I got notes that strike nerves
I promise your minds ain't sharp like my swords
So cut the Bs, and don't worry where my jeans is
And Ps: Your bitch a genius, learnt from my penis
I got dreams filling arenas and breaking brackets
Tend this racket, while I'm cracking a Serena
God damn, God bless the heaven that sent you
But now I'm breezing out, baby, cause my rent's due
Shit is really real out here
I said shit is really real out here
Just trying to get a deal out here
Money ain't a thing if I got it
I'm screaming cream
Who fucking with the rap supreme?
Joey Bad, the Big Preem came to collect the green
I got a dollar and a dream, know what I mean?
And I gotta get my mama off the scene
Cash ruined everything around me
Cash ruined everything around me
Cash ruined everything around me
They say money is the root of all evil
I see money as the route of all people
Cause we all follow paper trails, paper trails
And everybody gotta pay their bills, pay their bills
(It ain't easy!)
They say money is the root of all evil
I see money as the route of all people
Cause we all follow paper trails, paper trails
And everybody gotta pay their bills, pay their bills (It ain't easy)
They say money is the root of all evil
I see money as the route of all people
Cause we all follow paper trails, paper trails
And everybody gotta pay their bills, pay their bills
It's the dollar dollar bill, y'all
It's the dollar dollar bill, it's the dollar bill that kills, y'all
It's the dollar dollar bill, y'all
It's the dollar dollar bill, it's the dollar bill that kills, y'all
Before the money, there was love
But before the money, it was tough
Then came the money through a plug
It's a shame this ain't enough
joey bada$$ - piece of mind
Hello?
Yeah I hear you bro, I hear you
You got a minute?
Yeah I got a quick sec
Alright I want you to hear somethin', I'm play somethin' for you alright?
Alright, alright
Yo yo you hear it bro?
Yeah
Yeah
Alright listen, listen
Let me tell you what shit is like right now y'all
What life like now, tryna figure out
They put this mic on trial cause he be killin' now
Forever bitin' my forbidden style
Laying low for a minute in the game
Since I came all these niggas lookin' timid
My life can never dimeth, the Lord is my sheppard
Jesus woke a devil in him, the sinnin' with least effort
Thinking back to those lefferts days
And I ain't been the same since I left 6th grade
My mind's strayin', you think I had the biggest heart
Taking walks with abuela in the park just to tell her
I'ma grow propellers one day and be a good fella
Play the hero or whoever, the hood gon' tell us
Let's just pray it ain't the villain
Tell 'em I be feeling some way
Thinkin' I can get the Maybach off gun play
Instead I let the words play with 90 beats a minute
Bet the streets lose a heart beat before the verse finish
But life goes on, basic rules still apply
And you can feel that lot in any hood that you live by
From Flatbush, to Figg side, I was a school boy too
Hoppin' trains, I just missed my cue
And what's life like for me, it's but a dream
Everything ain't what it seems, up underneath
The surface is but a screen, we only see
What we know
And what's life like now, I can't figure out
They put my mans on trial, say he a killer now
Conspiracies, we gon' get you out
Just keep ya head up G, shit is wild
It's bugged out cause I know you tryna see your child
But I'ma hold you down still cause you my brother
I just gave Will a lil' somethin' for your baby mother
But don't stress, know you caught up in the b. s
But next time you see us, we gonna be our best
Love you my nigga, word is bond, you'll stay strong
Out in New York this same shit is goin' on
Peace to all my brothers who keep still holdin' on
Been away so long, feel like a tickin' time bomb
They make judgement to my kind, who the odds is against
Put our backs on the fence, so we self defence
Followed by a series of unfortunate events
Looking like white America got a brother again
Take shots to the face with no peace of mind
Give me my piece of mind
Take shots to the face with no peace of mind
Give me my piece of mind
This life is all we know, this life is all we know
Man that's crazy yo, that's amazing b
Thank you bro
Word bro
That one is for you my nigga
Good lookin' bro, good lookin' man
That just boosted my adrenaline
It's been ages, I gotta get out this joint b. I love y'all man, real bro, for real man
I think by every day that go by, I just be thinkin' bout y'all for real
You, Kirk, everybody. I heard the new one on Rosenberg, that shit is a bomb one b
Oh you heard that shit!
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