Power from the street lights made the place dark
But yo they didn't care, they turned it out
Uh, you know who this is, South Bronx
Fat Joey Crack representing the realest
I got my man Big Dog Punisher in the house
Yo Punisher, let these niggas know
Brothers are rapping like Iraqi soldiers
Acting like they cracking boulders
Wouldn't pack a cap gun or attack a blowfish
Always talking shit players that rather bop than pitch
Or often counterfeit, Kings of New York or Mr. Walker's Dick
You make me sick to my stomach you don't really want it
Ripping like you sniffing coke to scare me but you barely blunted
You really done it now you got me mad
More than those be like papi's bad
Making figures cocky when I'm dropping that
Trying to say it couldn't happen, Joey's never rapping
He was always getting nude off the crack and
Fucking with them heavyweights
Who had shits on in every state
The very sight will make the average man defecate
Living the life with stock bonds and cars worth bars
I be gone I be worshiped like Nicki Paul, it's hard
You don't want no confrontation, kill a communication
Or suffer from multiple lacerations
I keep a Desert Eagle cocked back in my tuxedo with my top hat
What you funny motherfuckers know about that?
Looking Doug E. Fresh in my double breast
Like a pimp eating shrimp, gumbo, bubble bathing in the jumbo jet
Set on auto-pilot, gonna fly it to Puerto Vallarta
Charter a chopper on top of the Hyatt
Bitch the chatter's over, shrimp and lobster platters
At Jimmy's Cafe, a glass of Perrier
Chick on my celly booked a room at the Holiday
Inn so I can get her and her friend
Ménage à trois, living the life of a star
Overweight, overpaid, pockets busting out the seams
While you niggas having limousine dreams
I got you all sized up, niggas wise up
Or that meat truck could be picking all you guys up
Who are you hilarious comedians? I'm at the Marriott
With deviants, there ain't no chariots to carry us to various
Evening events, eating the best up at Jimmy's Caf'
Exploiting wannabes for ologies, fuck it just give me half
I'll make it last with the dough I got
If not I'll blow your spot, big knock
Joey Crack please load the Glock, let these niggas learn the hard way
The Word To God way, the motherfucking Murda Mobb way
Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck Master Flex
Keeping it realer, Hot 97
Joey Crack, Big Dog Punisher, full of clips, what?