Fat Joe's In Town - Fat Joe

{*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