| Song | Fat Joe's in Town |
| Artist | Fat Joe |
| Album | Jealous One's Envy |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : TERRENCE THORNTON/GENE THORNTON JR/WRITERS UNKNOWN | |
| 作词 : Fat Joe, L.E.S, Nakamura ... | |
| {*dj cuts "guess who's back?"*} | |
| [fat joe] | |
| Yeah.. | |
| The fat gangsta.. | |
| Here comes the nigga from the east | |
| Who just been crowned for most hated by police | |
| The public enemy, rapper at large | |
| Who's known throughout the industry for pullin niggaz cards | |
| You know the situation, zulu nation | |
| Never forget the bronx because the bronx the foundation | |
| Fat joe, a.k.a. joey crack | |
| Niggaz be like he's fat, bitches be like he's all that | |
| Motherfuckers know my rep, i never fronted | |
| Niggaz be talkin mad shit, but they don't want it | |
| It's the realer mc, the drug dealer mc | |
| If a nigga fake jax, i'm gonna kill a mc | |
| Yeah, you can't handle the truth | |
| Fuck around and get thrown off the project roof | |
| Mad lives have been lost and forgotten | |
| Niggaz better watch they back, the big apple's gone rotten | |
| Microphone check, one two one two | |
| Shouts to the east and the west coast crew | |
| Whatever you do, keep this hip-hop shit true | |
| {"that's all i ask of you.."} | |
| When i step in the jam all eyes are on me | |
| Sold out crowds, with curiosity | |
| Everybody wants to know, could the man still flip it? | |
| Microphone gifted, unrealistic | |
| Comin with the bomb bass for the underground heads | |
| Flex got the most, serge got the landspread | |
| Keepin shit real, niggaz know the deal | |
| Just through trial and comin down on appeal | |
| Microphone joe i own it, bitches wanna bone it | |
| Blowin out the tweeters in your musical component | |
| It's your man fat joe, oh, is that so? | |
| You remember me from, "you know ya got to flow" | |
| One time for your mind off the top of a dome | |
| Never leave for home without the motherfuckin chrome | |
| Word to tone, big daddy, i know he's chillin | |
| Peace to all the villains out of state makin millions cause ah | |
| Microphone check, one two one two | |
| Shouts to the east and the west coast crew | |
| Whatever you do, keep this hip-hop shit true | |
| {"that's all i ask of you.."} | |
| Microphone check, one two one two | |
| Shouts to the east and the west coast crew | |
| Whatever you do, keep this hip-hop shit true | |
| {"that's all i ask of you.."} | |
| From the bronx to queensbridge, on back to redhook | |
| Never lost a gram on any eighth that i cooked | |
| Fat joe, army fatigue and black chuckers | |
| Hardcore lyrics to all my real motherfuckers | |
| I'm tryin to see cream, in the millions, retire | |
| And go play golf with russell simmons | |
| That's the type of mission that i'm on | |
| Aiyyo my word is bond, i keep a army just as deep as farrakhan | |
| You.. can't.. deal with the man | |
| Who be holdin down the fort with the gauge in his hand | |
| I know you love the way i grab the mic and spark it | |
| You hookers'll never get your hands inside my pockets | |
| Microphone check, one two one two | |
| Shouts to the east and the west coast crew | |
| Whatever you do, keep this hip-hop shit true | |
| {"that's all i ask of you.."} | |
| Microphone check, one two one two | |
| Shouts to the east and the west coast crew | |
| Whatever you do, keep this hip-hop shit true | |
| {"that's all i ask of you.."} | |
| {*"everybody knows fat joe's in town.."*} |
| zuo qu : TERRENCE THORNTON GENE THORNTON JR WRITERS UNKNOWN | |
| zuo ci : Fat Joe, L. E. S, Nakamura ... | |
| dj cuts " guess who' s back?" | |
| fat joe | |
| Yeah.. | |
| The fat gangsta.. | |
| Here comes the nigga from the east | |
| Who just been crowned for most hated by police | |
| The public enemy, rapper at large | |
| Who' s known throughout the industry for pullin niggaz cards | |
| You know the situation, zulu nation | |
| Never forget the bronx because the bronx the foundation | |
| Fat joe, a. k. a. joey crack | |
| Niggaz be like he' s fat, bitches be like he' s all that | |
| Motherfuckers know my rep, i never fronted | |
| Niggaz be talkin mad shit, but they don' t want it | |
| It' s the realer mc, the drug dealer mc | |
| If a nigga fake jax, i' m gonna kill a mc | |
| Yeah, you can' t handle the truth | |
| Fuck around and get thrown off the project roof | |
| Mad lives have been lost and forgotten | |
| Niggaz better watch they back, the big apple' s gone rotten | |
| Microphone check, one two one two | |
| Shouts to the east and the west coast crew | |
| Whatever you do, keep this hiphop shit true | |
| " that' s all i ask of you.." | |
| When i step in the jam all eyes are on me | |
| Sold out crowds, with curiosity | |
| Everybody wants to know, could the man still flip it? | |
| Microphone gifted, unrealistic | |
| Comin with the bomb bass for the underground heads | |
| Flex got the most, serge got the landspread | |
| Keepin shit real, niggaz know the deal | |
| Just through trial and comin down on appeal | |
| Microphone joe i own it, bitches wanna bone it | |
| Blowin out the tweeters in your musical component | |
| It' s your man fat joe, oh, is that so? | |
| You remember me from, " you know ya got to flow" | |
| One time for your mind off the top of a dome | |
| Never leave for home without the motherfuckin chrome | |
| Word to tone, big daddy, i know he' s chillin | |
| Peace to all the villains out of state makin millions cause ah | |
| Microphone check, one two one two | |
| Shouts to the east and the west coast crew | |
| Whatever you do, keep this hiphop shit true | |
| " that' s all i ask of you.." | |
| Microphone check, one two one two | |
| Shouts to the east and the west coast crew | |
| Whatever you do, keep this hiphop shit true | |
| " that' s all i ask of you.." | |
| From the bronx to queensbridge, on back to redhook | |
| Never lost a gram on any eighth that i cooked | |
| Fat joe, army fatigue and black chuckers | |
| Hardcore lyrics to all my real motherfuckers | |
| I' m tryin to see cream, in the millions, retire | |
| And go play golf with russell simmons | |
| That' s the type of mission that i' m on | |
| Aiyyo my word is bond, i keep a army just as deep as farrakhan | |
| You.. can' t.. deal with the man | |
| Who be holdin down the fort with the gauge in his hand | |
| I know you love the way i grab the mic and spark it | |
| You hookers' ll never get your hands inside my pockets | |
| Microphone check, one two one two | |
| Shouts to the east and the west coast crew | |
| Whatever you do, keep this hiphop shit true | |
| " that' s all i ask of you.." | |
| Microphone check, one two one two | |
| Shouts to the east and the west coast crew | |
| Whatever you do, keep this hiphop shit true | |
| " that' s all i ask of you.." | |
| " everybody knows fat joe' s in town.." |
| zuò qǔ : TERRENCE THORNTON GENE THORNTON JR WRITERS UNKNOWN | |
| zuò cí : Fat Joe, L. E. S, Nakamura ... | |
| dj cuts " guess who' s back?" | |
| fat joe | |
| Yeah.. | |
| The fat gangsta.. | |
| Here comes the nigga from the east | |
| Who just been crowned for most hated by police | |
| The public enemy, rapper at large | |
| Who' s known throughout the industry for pullin niggaz cards | |
| You know the situation, zulu nation | |
| Never forget the bronx because the bronx the foundation | |
| Fat joe, a. k. a. joey crack | |
| Niggaz be like he' s fat, bitches be like he' s all that | |
| Motherfuckers know my rep, i never fronted | |
| Niggaz be talkin mad shit, but they don' t want it | |
| It' s the realer mc, the drug dealer mc | |
| If a nigga fake jax, i' m gonna kill a mc | |
| Yeah, you can' t handle the truth | |
| Fuck around and get thrown off the project roof | |
| Mad lives have been lost and forgotten | |
| Niggaz better watch they back, the big apple' s gone rotten | |
| Microphone check, one two one two | |
| Shouts to the east and the west coast crew | |
| Whatever you do, keep this hiphop shit true | |
| " that' s all i ask of you.." | |
| When i step in the jam all eyes are on me | |
| Sold out crowds, with curiosity | |
| Everybody wants to know, could the man still flip it? | |
| Microphone gifted, unrealistic | |
| Comin with the bomb bass for the underground heads | |
| Flex got the most, serge got the landspread | |
| Keepin shit real, niggaz know the deal | |
| Just through trial and comin down on appeal | |
| Microphone joe i own it, bitches wanna bone it | |
| Blowin out the tweeters in your musical component | |
| It' s your man fat joe, oh, is that so? | |
| You remember me from, " you know ya got to flow" | |
| One time for your mind off the top of a dome | |
| Never leave for home without the motherfuckin chrome | |
| Word to tone, big daddy, i know he' s chillin | |
| Peace to all the villains out of state makin millions cause ah | |
| Microphone check, one two one two | |
| Shouts to the east and the west coast crew | |
| Whatever you do, keep this hiphop shit true | |
| " that' s all i ask of you.." | |
| Microphone check, one two one two | |
| Shouts to the east and the west coast crew | |
| Whatever you do, keep this hiphop shit true | |
| " that' s all i ask of you.." | |
| From the bronx to queensbridge, on back to redhook | |
| Never lost a gram on any eighth that i cooked | |
| Fat joe, army fatigue and black chuckers | |
| Hardcore lyrics to all my real motherfuckers | |
| I' m tryin to see cream, in the millions, retire | |
| And go play golf with russell simmons | |
| That' s the type of mission that i' m on | |
| Aiyyo my word is bond, i keep a army just as deep as farrakhan | |
| You.. can' t.. deal with the man | |
| Who be holdin down the fort with the gauge in his hand | |
| I know you love the way i grab the mic and spark it | |
| You hookers' ll never get your hands inside my pockets | |
| Microphone check, one two one two | |
| Shouts to the east and the west coast crew | |
| Whatever you do, keep this hiphop shit true | |
| " that' s all i ask of you.." | |
| Microphone check, one two one two | |
| Shouts to the east and the west coast crew | |
| Whatever you do, keep this hiphop shit true | |
| " that' s all i ask of you.." | |
| " everybody knows fat joe' s in town.." |