I'm Gone (Explicit)-Fat Joe

I'm Gone (Explicit)

歌手:Fat Joe

时间:2010-07-27

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I'm Gone - Fat Joe

Yeah!

This is it y'all (Darkside), Darkside Volume One

Hope you enjoyed

We had to take you out classic status, you feel me?

We had to touch it (Darkside) - Yeah!

So I say

Peace God I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm on my way

Peace God I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm on my way

Peace God (peace God!) I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm on my way

Darkside, Darkside, Darkside

("Listen to the situation my son")

Premo on the beat, yeah I know it sounds different

But his man's just passed, yeah his soul's just risen

Cold, cold, world is the word that was given

As he see me fifteen with the burner out of prison

Gangster - f**k that, I'm (GangStarr)

Tell Nas (hip-hop's dead) now, my man's gone

As I rise to the top, knee-deep in thegame I survived every shot

Back to life like (Thriller), back to reality

Flipped the light scoop, got everybody mad at me

Uhh, don't let nobody put the battery

'Cause those things'll go 'pop pop' through your anatomy

I'm hungry ni**a, I'll eat your flesh

I'ma butcher, chainsaw through your spleen and chest

There's a darkside of Texas too, word to syndicate

No matter how intricate sh*t gets, the hit you get

Joe Crack, yeah man on fire

Conversatin with the devil, rockin diamond messiahs

Uhh, I seek the truth while the streets admire me

Killers across the world say it's me they inspire to be

Feds on my back from my ties to criminology

Can't look back now, tomorrow's never promised B

Where I'm from, for (president) we voted Eric B

Joe been crack way before my philosophy

Banned from TV, BET won't play me

Still we do it B.I.G. it's all gravy

It's our reality, you call it crazy

But it's a darkside, it's what you made me

No more Mr. Nice Guy - pay me

What you niggaz owe before I come for your babies?

"Listen to the situation my son"

So I say

Yeah! Been in this game for a minute man - seen a lot of sh*t man

Shout out Forrest Projects man, Diggin' in the Crates Crew

Went to the Amateur Night at the Apollo, won four weeks in a row

That ni**a Chris Lighty came and signed me, ni**a I had like ten cars

Medallions down to my dick ni**a, Davader suits on - haha!

Saved my life ni**a, I took a motherf**kin pay cut to do this sh*t right hereman

All these rappin niggaz talkin about they d**e boys, they real niggaz man

I don't know - I don't see these niggaz, feel me?

So I wanted a lil bit more than that underground sh*t

Had that army fatigue, the Chuckers

I signed a ni**a by the name of Big Pun

That ni**a went double plat on niggaz

We was at the Grammy's with motherf**kin fo' fifths in our waist ni**a

Hahahaha!

So you know Pun passed, I had to carry on tradition ni**a

Don Cartagena had to rise to the occasion

All by myself ni**a!

Linked up with the R, linked up with Ashanti - the rest was history ni**a

Platinum plaques man

We been rollin ever since man, we been bank rollin ever since man

You feel me? That Lean Back was number one song of the f**kin decade

Check the f**kin Billboard ni**a!

Sh*t! Niggaz wanna sleep on Crack

Niggaz wanna front onCrack, I said,"F**k y'all niggaz, I'm goin independent man!"

Make it Rain, threemillion iTunes sold man

I don't give a f**k ni**a!

Fight for my life, this is the resurrection ni**a!

Hop out the motherf**kin casket - brush the motherf**kin dust off my shouldersnigga!

Yeah - see what you don't understand is that I eat, sleep, drink music man

Nobody knows music like me man - this is what I do man!

All these miserable f**ks man - e'rybody got they f**kin hand out

E'rybody want you to just come, give 'em money

Go across the world ni**a, go earn, come back and give 'em money for free man

Tell them niggaz get a life, get a job, suck a dick ni**a

It's Crack b**ch!

Welcome to the Darkside - a.k.a."I Don't Give a F**k Music" ni**a

A.k.a."I Will Kill You Niggaz Music" - haha!

Seen that ni**a Puff surfin on the hood ni**a

You killed that Harlem sh*t bruh - HA!

Yeah, Darkside ni**a

Azariah I love you baby - that's my little Queen

Ryan what up? Junito what up?

Chu-Chu what up? John-John what up?

Gianni what up ni**a? - HA!

Little Joe rock on, Little Joe rest in peace

Big Fred rest in peace

Guru

rest in peace ni**a

Now I can officially say hip-hop is dead ni**a

Crack ni**a

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