| Song | Respect Mine |
| Artist | Fat Joe |
| Album | Jealous One's Envy |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Yo whassup kid? how you, yeah | |
| Straight up and down | |
| This is the chef comin out of wu-tang clan | |
| Representin shaolin, to the fullest son! | |
| I mean i'm here right now with my nigga, fat ji-doe | |
| Representin the boogie down, and the rest of the tri-borough | |
| So what we gonna do right here son | |
| Aiyyo matter fact son, i'm tired of these niggaz man! | |
| Word up! | |
| [fat joe] | |
| Hey yo it's total devestation, for any mc that poses | |
| I paint the town red with clips and dum-dums and bloodshed | |
| The fat mc, from the b-x | |
| Vicious like a t-rex, who slips into a three-x | |
| Rappers fuck up, and end up, in the obituary | |
| Don't know the meaning of real, check the dictionary | |
| I got no time for conversation | |
| Makin mc's run for the border like the immigration | |
| A puerto rican villain who be dealin and illin for nothin | |
| You ain't a playa, you just bluffin | |
| Point blank, we can even do this with gats and shanks | |
| It's your selection | |
| I can become president, without elections | |
| I got mad connections, fat joe, the rap wizard | |
| Brainstorms come in swarms, get lost in the blizzard | |
| Word to mother i take your life | |
| Sodomize your daughter, and make a widow out your wife | |
| It's the relentless, nobody can check this | |
| Fat joe, you know the yung and resless respect this | |
| .. to all the fake mc's | |
| [raekwon the chef] | |
| Ch-chk-blaow! move from the gate now | |
| Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9 | |
| Ch-chk-blaow! move from the gate now | |
| Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9 | |
| Ch-chk-blaow! move from the gate now | |
| Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9 | |
| Ch-chk-blaow! move from the gate now | |
| Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9 | |
| Ch-chk-blaow! move from the gate now | |
| [fat joe] | |
| Yo who gets wrecked on the spot? you get wrecked on the spot | |
| I got this whole rap shit locked | |
| Many mc's perpetrated, and gladiated | |
| I'm number one so yo they hate it | |
| Listen here suckers, you don't wanna meet the chuckers | |
| It's the same motherfucker who said fuck the ruckus | |
| Back in ninety-three, when everything was fine and dandy | |
| I was the nigga puttin razors in your kids candy | |
| Mad connivin, it don't get any worser | |
| Best reverse them thoughts disperse | |
| Even if you get loud and curse | |
| You don't put any fear in my heart | |
| Don't even start, you get torn apart | |
| Fat joe, livin the life | |
| Yo i get trife, and do a number on that ass | |
| With the butcher knife - slice after slice, yea | |
| Causin more destructional horror, than the antichrist | |
| Niggaz know the motherfuckin time | |
| Joe represents b-lawn, respect mine | |
| [raekwon the chef] | |
| Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9 | |
| Ch-chk-blaow! move from the gate now | |
| Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9 | |
| Ch-chk-blaow! move from the gate now | |
| Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9 | |
| Ch-chk-blaow! move from the gate now | |
| Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9 | |
| Ch-chk-blaow! move from the gate now |
| Yo whassup kid? how you, yeah | |
| Straight up and down | |
| This is the chef comin out of wutang clan | |
| Representin shaolin, to the fullest son! | |
| I mean i' m here right now with my nigga, fat jidoe | |
| Representin the boogie down, and the rest of the triborough | |
| So what we gonna do right here son | |
| Aiyyo matter fact son, i' m tired of these niggaz man! | |
| Word up! | |
| fat joe | |
| Hey yo it' s total devestation, for any mc that poses | |
| I paint the town red with clips and dumdums and bloodshed | |
| The fat mc, from the bx | |
| Vicious like a trex, who slips into a threex | |
| Rappers fuck up, and end up, in the obituary | |
| Don' t know the meaning of real, check the dictionary | |
| I got no time for conversation | |
| Makin mc' s run for the border like the immigration | |
| A puerto rican villain who be dealin and illin for nothin | |
| You ain' t a playa, you just bluffin | |
| Point blank, we can even do this with gats and shanks | |
| It' s your selection | |
| I can become president, without elections | |
| I got mad connections, fat joe, the rap wizard | |
| Brainstorms come in swarms, get lost in the blizzard | |
| Word to mother i take your life | |
| Sodomize your daughter, and make a widow out your wife | |
| It' s the relentless, nobody can check this | |
| Fat joe, you know the yung and resless respect this | |
| .. to all the fake mc' s | |
| raekwon the chef | |
| Chchkblaow! move from the gate now | |
| Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec9 | |
| Chchkblaow! move from the gate now | |
| Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec9 | |
| Chchkblaow! move from the gate now | |
| Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec9 | |
| Chchkblaow! move from the gate now | |
| Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec9 | |
| Chchkblaow! move from the gate now | |
| fat joe | |
| Yo who gets wrecked on the spot? you get wrecked on the spot | |
| I got this whole rap shit locked | |
| Many mc' s perpetrated, and gladiated | |
| I' m number one so yo they hate it | |
| Listen here suckers, you don' t wanna meet the chuckers | |
| It' s the same motherfucker who said fuck the ruckus | |
| Back in ninetythree, when everything was fine and dandy | |
| I was the nigga puttin razors in your kids candy | |
| Mad connivin, it don' t get any worser | |
| Best reverse them thoughts disperse | |
| Even if you get loud and curse | |
| You don' t put any fear in my heart | |
| Don' t even start, you get torn apart | |
| Fat joe, livin the life | |
| Yo i get trife, and do a number on that ass | |
| With the butcher knife slice after slice, yea | |
| Causin more destructional horror, than the antichrist | |
| Niggaz know the motherfuckin time | |
| Joe represents blawn, respect mine | |
| raekwon the chef | |
| Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec9 | |
| Chchkblaow! move from the gate now | |
| Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec9 | |
| Chchkblaow! move from the gate now | |
| Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec9 | |
| Chchkblaow! move from the gate now | |
| Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec9 | |
| Chchkblaow! move from the gate now |
| Yo whassup kid? how you, yeah | |
| Straight up and down | |
| This is the chef comin out of wutang clan | |
| Representin shaolin, to the fullest son! | |
| I mean i' m here right now with my nigga, fat jidoe | |
| Representin the boogie down, and the rest of the triborough | |
| So what we gonna do right here son | |
| Aiyyo matter fact son, i' m tired of these niggaz man! | |
| Word up! | |
| fat joe | |
| Hey yo it' s total devestation, for any mc that poses | |
| I paint the town red with clips and dumdums and bloodshed | |
| The fat mc, from the bx | |
| Vicious like a trex, who slips into a threex | |
| Rappers fuck up, and end up, in the obituary | |
| Don' t know the meaning of real, check the dictionary | |
| I got no time for conversation | |
| Makin mc' s run for the border like the immigration | |
| A puerto rican villain who be dealin and illin for nothin | |
| You ain' t a playa, you just bluffin | |
| Point blank, we can even do this with gats and shanks | |
| It' s your selection | |
| I can become president, without elections | |
| I got mad connections, fat joe, the rap wizard | |
| Brainstorms come in swarms, get lost in the blizzard | |
| Word to mother i take your life | |
| Sodomize your daughter, and make a widow out your wife | |
| It' s the relentless, nobody can check this | |
| Fat joe, you know the yung and resless respect this | |
| .. to all the fake mc' s | |
| raekwon the chef | |
| Chchkblaow! move from the gate now | |
| Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec9 | |
| Chchkblaow! move from the gate now | |
| Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec9 | |
| Chchkblaow! move from the gate now | |
| Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec9 | |
| Chchkblaow! move from the gate now | |
| Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec9 | |
| Chchkblaow! move from the gate now | |
| fat joe | |
| Yo who gets wrecked on the spot? you get wrecked on the spot | |
| I got this whole rap shit locked | |
| Many mc' s perpetrated, and gladiated | |
| I' m number one so yo they hate it | |
| Listen here suckers, you don' t wanna meet the chuckers | |
| It' s the same motherfucker who said fuck the ruckus | |
| Back in ninetythree, when everything was fine and dandy | |
| I was the nigga puttin razors in your kids candy | |
| Mad connivin, it don' t get any worser | |
| Best reverse them thoughts disperse | |
| Even if you get loud and curse | |
| You don' t put any fear in my heart | |
| Don' t even start, you get torn apart | |
| Fat joe, livin the life | |
| Yo i get trife, and do a number on that ass | |
| With the butcher knife slice after slice, yea | |
| Causin more destructional horror, than the antichrist | |
| Niggaz know the motherfuckin time | |
| Joe represents blawn, respect mine | |
| raekwon the chef | |
| Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec9 | |
| Chchkblaow! move from the gate now | |
| Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec9 | |
| Chchkblaow! move from the gate now | |
| Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec9 | |
| Chchkblaow! move from the gate now | |
| Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec9 | |
| Chchkblaow! move from the gate now |