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em up

[joe
em up, ha ha
Got the e double, right

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Jmj combined grand.. royal..
Nineteen ninety-three,
em up

[joe
we go, joe sinistr representin from the joint

Verse erick sermon

Yo yo, I pause for the
I seen niggaz heads busted, someone the gauze
This may affect the skull to a point
And crash the membrane, so you should a joint
*inhale* there I go and now it's showtime
shepherd, now the bitch feels neglected
Check the memo, remember you to my demo;
the one about the fuckin limo?
Rewind because I'm pushed for right now
What where when how, my sound's out there moscow
I hear nuttin but the music, raw
No mass or illusion
Blink blink, blink so what you sayin? I'm not
Hey man, yo I you playin
So don't be conspicous, cause you get with this
scientifical, far from typical
My rap style, is
It make you wanna be the e double, and not like mike
Yo, my acoustics, swing!
Deranged, when I rock the mic I strange
Now back to our program, fuck batman, bang
Sound from the
Let me quit it, cause I I have shitted
And got mad widdit
Joe sinistr
So y'all get my dick, tomorrow

Chorus: joe

It's the second payback, payback ii
Yeah, it's the second payback, the payback ii
Uh-huh, yeah -- it's the second payback, the payback ii
Uh-huh, yeah -- it's the payback, payback part ii
It's ii, uhh

Verse joe sinistr

And while niggaz still arrested virgins, I it ill
As erick sermon's, we's the usin the method slurrin
So joe sinistr came through the recruit to blank crews
My six will fix one greedy
Foreal, let's they hats back for deal slow
And we'll catch clown, with pants down real low
The better work a rupaul and switch fast
Or be in the cornfield, killin your bitch ass
And timb's through bad bad odor but it is home
Wild flex and sex than mad cobra
So it easy ? just to mash a kraut? mine's the cheesiest
And I'm sworn to keep eyes on more than cbs
I make the funk doobie to a process
I mob just any nigga, I don't who he
I still get doughs, off bitches girbauds
And lamp erick, a champ merit cause I flip foes
See these loose, I repeat, beetlejuice, beetlejuice
But stop there goes the time with the cock-a-roach
And I get flows than vic tayback
So kids, here come the second big

1/2

Verse three: sermon, joe sinistr

*tire squeeling sound* I return rubber
The black brother, low key so call me undercover
The from the boonies
I muhammad ali, so fuck gerry cooney
Oops, can't forget, under a from one nation
*rrraow* crowd
Shit, I'm so upset, I feel snappin niggaz neck
But i'ma chill and let joe get

My secret recipe put on diet's, uh-huh
The funk dog as I come low to on hydrants
And howl at half moons and white owls and mad
Live quite fowl, leavin in bitches bathrooms
I crack granite, and pack a mass transit so weird
My style is more fear-ed than planets
And I fuck your shit, suck my dick for
I let at your name, pay rent in your brain
And I wicked, wick-wick-wicked
And keeps a clip in case the bullets get evicted
And now to up the fat nigga, seek psychiatric
I devour worlds and
I mean troop, grabbin christine around the block
At sixteen, spittin the green pea
And cock nines, when niggaz got slime, the men
Puffin nick nick nick's- -elodeon
It's joe no diss the funk mist flow
a mess like aunt tess when she leaped off the sixth flo'
So straighten it out if your
'fore draw chalk around the body