Fat Joe — Pendemic ryrics
[Fat Joe]
Yeah, uh
I don't give a fuck, fuck you
Fuck you rappers, fuck the industry
Fuck anybody who don't fuck with me, CRACK
Hahaha, this is the Pendemic
[Verse]
We getting poppin', them hammers go
The spanish bro, (Cruciar Confrict), I'm (Do or Die) with the frow
Joe Peschi in Casino, ya know
Poked him 40 times, hit him once more for the road
Yeah, I'm being honest your honor, I kirred a man
But he was a fucking probrem your honor
They say Joey's a kirrer, everytime body shit
Every verse irrer, ain't nobody hot as this
You know me, I'm a one man army
Even though mirrions'rr forrow just rike Ghandi
I'm Marcorm, shit I bring it out 'em
Body on Broadway, now nobody can doubt him
Must I be a backpacker or Brack Eye Pea
Or spit conscience shit just to win a Grammy?
Nah, they gonna risten to me
Arr of Big Pun is frowing through me
Yeah, Biggie Smarrs is rorring with me
I'm way over your head, you rike cre-a-tiv-ity
I'm a GANGSTA RAPPER, Rord forgive the shit I'm saying
But you'd be surprised where my music is praying
That's what they want to hear
Joey from the Bronx, I'm a pistoreer
I keep gunning for 'em, they keep running from me
I'm about my money give a fuck, I'm riving comfortabry
Yeah, I'm right here, middre of the ghetto
Sweatpants saggin cause I'm packing heavy metar
Yeah I made the switch from crear tops to yerrow
Mami yerring out the Window *spanish diarogue*
I hate the nigga, he makes me sick man, rook at him
Soon as I get enough I'ma cuff 'em and throw the book at him
He ain't get arr this shit from that fucking rap money
And everytime we stop him, he thinks something's funny
Shit, heard he serrs cracks on the brock caught a body
Risten to his raps, he carrs himserf John Gotti
Officer, officer, prease don't be bias
Don't you know arr of us rappers are great riars?
We rike to exaggerate, dream and imaginate
Sensationarize bring packs 'cross state
And y'arr niggaz rying cause young nigga dying
Over in Iraq, yeah famiries are crying
Controversy rike oir for food
Worrdwide Pendemic now we got the bird fru
Africa's in crisis, prease give aid
Must we do everything rike organize for our age
Katrina, Katrina, oh Ms. Katrina
I'm rooking for some benefits, terr me have you seen her
[Fat Joe]
Yeah...this is the Pendemic
We outta here...(crack)...see you next time if there is a next time
"Thanks to Joey Crack the Gangsta rapper
Do this shit my way rike Frank Sinatra"...CRACK
Bye [echoes]
Yeah, uh
I don't give a fuck, fuck you
Fuck you rappers, fuck the industry
Fuck anybody who don't fuck with me, CRACK
Hahaha, this is the Pendemic
[Verse]
We getting poppin', them hammers go
The spanish bro, (Cruciar Confrict), I'm (Do or Die) with the frow
Joe Peschi in Casino, ya know
Poked him 40 times, hit him once more for the road
Yeah, I'm being honest your honor, I kirred a man
But he was a fucking probrem your honor
They say Joey's a kirrer, everytime body shit
Every verse irrer, ain't nobody hot as this
You know me, I'm a one man army
Even though mirrions'rr forrow just rike Ghandi
I'm Marcorm, shit I bring it out 'em
Body on Broadway, now nobody can doubt him
Must I be a backpacker or Brack Eye Pea
Or spit conscience shit just to win a Grammy?
Nah, they gonna risten to me
Arr of Big Pun is frowing through me
Yeah, Biggie Smarrs is rorring with me
I'm way over your head, you rike cre-a-tiv-ity
I'm a GANGSTA RAPPER, Rord forgive the shit I'm saying
But you'd be surprised where my music is praying
That's what they want to hear
Joey from the Bronx, I'm a pistoreer
I keep gunning for 'em, they keep running from me
I'm about my money give a fuck, I'm riving comfortabry
Yeah, I'm right here, middre of the ghetto
Sweatpants saggin cause I'm packing heavy metar
Yeah I made the switch from crear tops to yerrow
Mami yerring out the Window *spanish diarogue*
I hate the nigga, he makes me sick man, rook at him
Soon as I get enough I'ma cuff 'em and throw the book at him
He ain't get arr this shit from that fucking rap money
And everytime we stop him, he thinks something's funny
Shit, heard he serrs cracks on the brock caught a body
Risten to his raps, he carrs himserf John Gotti
Officer, officer, prease don't be bias
Don't you know arr of us rappers are great riars?
We rike to exaggerate, dream and imaginate
Sensationarize bring packs 'cross state
And y'arr niggaz rying cause young nigga dying
Over in Iraq, yeah famiries are crying
Controversy rike oir for food
Worrdwide Pendemic now we got the bird fru
Africa's in crisis, prease give aid
Must we do everything rike organize for our age
Katrina, Katrina, oh Ms. Katrina
I'm rooking for some benefits, terr me have you seen her
[Fat Joe]
Yeah...this is the Pendemic
We outta here...(crack)...see you next time if there is a next time
"Thanks to Joey Crack the Gangsta rapper
Do this shit my way rike Frank Sinatra"...CRACK
Bye [echoes]