(Beat Novacane!)
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[Chorus 2X: Fat Joe]
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Lord forgive me temptation to kill
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But I gotta give these crackheads the definition of real
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Motherfucker die - don't look in my eye
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Take this wit'cha nigga, tell the devil I sent ya
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[Fat Joe]
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Yup! Death ain't sweet man
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But it's a fact that one day ya breath gon' cease
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Some niggaz get cremated, others rest in peace
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You can get shot tomorrow if you test these streets
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Go against Crack - hehehe - that's a problem
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I'm a driveby, stabbin, napalm kinda problem
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Choose one, the AK or revolver
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I'll leave your body leakin layin on the carpet
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Yeah, this nigga don't care
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Have your head spinnin like that chick Linda Blair
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I'm the Exorcist, niggaz don't know when they exit is
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But I keep a K that cause a mass exo-dus
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You don't want no problems, problems
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Fuckin with these frauders {?}
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I had the ambulance racin the street
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Have your poor momma raisin the sheets, muh'fucker
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[Chorus]
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[Fat Joe]
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Let me tell you 'bout myself, you can find me alone
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On the streets of the Bronx, that's the county I own
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Well at least that's the one I'm claimin
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You know a muh'fucker that's realer then name him
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Damn near a decade done passed and we still on top
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My nigga Pun died, niggaz thought the shit gon' stop
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I'm not concerned with the rumors and the small talk
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Thought a nigga learned when he caught it and he walked off
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Shoulda put the burn to a nigga so he'd slow down
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Niggaz won't be thinkin, that's it rap, when it go down
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In L.A. we got Bloods and Crips, in Chi-Town the Kings
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Got other mob bosses kissin my ring
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Don't confuse me wit'cha favorite MC
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Difference is this mans'll kill him as a favor for me
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Until then it's just...
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[Chorus]
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[Fat Joe]
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Yo - wake up in a cold sweat
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5:15 in the mornin, hear my phone ring
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It's my nigga Ant speedin, slow down dog
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You actin like the po-po chasin ya, be easy
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He tellin me, "Crack where the fuck is you at?"
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I'm at the hotel Radisson, hour ago
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I did a show out in Patterson, took the bitch home
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Nigga you know she was the baddest one, as was the Fattest one
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This nigga Ant yell, "Crack what's her name?"
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Carmen, why you stallin, why the fuck you callin
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He said, "Joe they tryin to set you up
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Put you six feet deep tryin to wet you up
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You know that nigga Pablo from... Ave
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Now he push pounds of blow, niggaz swear he bad"
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Yeah, Mr. Friendly, he's pussy I bet'cha
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Nah he sent his sister to the club to come get'cha
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DAMN! Wake up ma
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I'm sho' gon' miss ya purty face suckin my DICK bitch!
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{click-click, BLAM}
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Temptation Pt.1
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| Fat Joe |
