Текст (слова) песни: Fat Joe - Beat Novacane

[Fat Joe]
Yeah, T.S., yeah, uhh
Yo, yo...

Wonder if we all V-Sesus
Wanna know the streets that we fuss
Now sit back and witness the di-rectors cut
And niggaz throw your T.S.s up {BEAT NOVACANE!}

[Fat Joe]
Go figure it, Joe Crack runnin New York
Who woulda thunk it, God above and Pun did
Yeah, they came while I was sleep
Whispered in my ear this is your year {CRACK PREACH!}
So I testify
To burn down the throne, niggaz follow my lead
Save your breath for crownin me King of N.Y.
Im the one and only Godfather, one through three
Pardon me, but I was raised in the projects
Forgettin I wasnt the only object
We was more concerned with cuttin up and choppin
Supplyin fiends with that work, get it poppin
Now who wanna pop off til they head get popped off
by the realest MC, and thats ME!
Joe Crack the Don, I came from the streets
Knee deep in the game, other half in the streets
I got that permit to bury ya ice grill
Shoulda named this album hurr "Licensed to Kill"
Ahhh - yes my life chilly chill
Mansion in Miami, other in the Jersey Hills
Chillll, thats that 88 flow
Small face 20s, thats that 88 dough
Joey Jefferson, Im on the 88th flo
Khaled him with that talk nigga {UN, UN, UN, UNBELIEVABLE!}

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
One Phantom, two castles, and a Jeep fo
Five mics a classic, kinda like my six-fo
Several years I earned cake, let me tell you more
Joey Crack, a.k.a. 88, Cook Coke

[Fat Joe]
Wonder why I paint a picture of the street life so vivid I lived it
Yall dudes innocent, yall just visitin
And thats the reason why they call me ghetto
D.O., have you homeless {?} diggin deep holes
Police know, but just couldnt figure me out
Im like {?}, have em makin pies in the house
Its grill, spit fire like I never been out
And I aint gon retire til theres never a doubt
The wheels, in my head keep spinnin
Im thinkin anybody go against me losin chilren
Im thinkin theres no better time than now to start some killin
Its Cook Coke Crack, 2005s ghetto version of Achilles NIGGA

[Chorus]

[Fat Joe]
Yo, yo, loop this and you crash the remix
And forget who you thought I was, Im Crack BEYOTCH
The same dude that made you "Lean Back"
And had that nigga Ma$e spittin that gangsta shit
Cant wait til my nigga Shyne come home
Six minutes, six minutes, Joey Crack youre on
Uh-um, uh-um, is my microphone on? Yes
New York, look I brought the championship home
Now, through up your peace signs to the sky
For all our soldiers that died
That means Biggie Smalls, Tupac, Big L and Left Eye
And Big Pun the greatest of all time, sing it with me now

[Chorus]

[repeat 2X]
Wonder if we all V-Sesus
Wanna know the streets that we fuss
Now sit back and witness the di-rectors cut
And niggaz throw your T.S.s up {BEAT NOVACANE!}
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All I Need
Beat Novacane
Born In The Ghetto
Bust At You
Crush Tonight
Definition Of A Don (Feat Remy)
Does Anybody Know
Everybody Get Up
Fight Club (Feat Mop And Petey Pablo)
Gangsta
Get It Poppin
Get The Hell On With That (Feat Ludacris)
Hes Not Real (Intro)
Hold You Down
I Can Do U
Intro
Its Nothing
It`s O.K.
J.o.s.e.
King Of N.Y. (Feat Buju Banton)
Lean Back (Remix)
Life Goes On
Listen Baby
Loyalty
Murder Rap (Feat Armageddon)
My Fofo
My Lifestyle
Opposites Attract (What They Like)
Prove Something
Rock Ya Body
Safe 2 Say (The Incredible)
Shit Is Real Pt3
So Hot
So Much More
Still Real
Take A Look At My Life
Temptation Pt1
Temptation Pt2
The Wild Life (Feat Prospect And Xzibit)
Ts Piece
Turn Me On
We Run Shit
We Thuggin (Remix) (Feat R Kelly  Busta Rhymes  Noreaga And Remy)
Whats Luv (Feat Ja-Rule And Ashanti)