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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #958
Peak in subgenre #47
Author
JOKERJOE2
Rights
YEAH, DONT TOUCH IT!
Uploaded
April 22, 2008
Track Files
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MP3 3.4 MB • 128 kbps • 3:45
Lyrics
EVIL!
i kickflip it & rip it, like skaters gettin twisted//
pissin on ya sister while she's gettin double fisted//
its sickn'n, i know, but dont give a fuck if ya like me//
bite me, ill keep writing til all of you wanna fight me//
most likely, youll give up, that or get ya lipp flipped up//
when i upper cut ya, bust ya, like its a mother fuckin stick up//
dont get up, or get knocked back, im blowin ya frickin top back//
got that? youll get poped like that tall guy in tha top-hat//
im not that typa dude, to speak too out ya neck//
bet, im tha joker, the best in tha fuckin deck//
but im left out, outa most games, cuz im too mean to be beatin//
easily end the games of the lames that i leave bleedin//
squeezin tha life up outchu, right in front of ya families eyes//
i damage lives, when i battle, you cant hide in ya fags disguise//
thats why, i spit free, kick keys & wreck ego's//
check people, im nice wita mic, but my texts evil//
Take a trip wit Joe, through the notes that I wrote//
And lemme show these cats that jokers got the dopest flown known//
Im hopin that ya like it, if not just say ya don’t//
So I can show ya ass the door & kick ya out tha joker Joe show//
lets go..
DISTANT MIND
As time ticks, my mind slips, drifts into the distance//
Thoughts blast my brain waves, like trains blazin pistons//
Im switchin gears, shiftin, steady kickin many horses//
Pick a course, take it over, while im rippin many forces//
Im givin many choices, & I listen to the voices//
Each one more confusing, my abusing mind rejoices//
My lips get moistened, while I spit this shit angrily//
Get rid of it quick, spit it, just as soon as that shit came to me//
Might never make sense, but I embed ya mind with thought//
Like a net, ya mind is caught, better yet, ya mind is bought//
Sold, traded, passed down, to the youth who choose to follow//
The path our footprints make, either to jail or the Apollo//
Cuz we speak volumes, with bass our pen releases//
Speaks to the people, “Read this!”, cuz hip hop never ceases//
Even in the distance, our text reflects the past, no//
Know music aint about money, on that you can bet your ass//
Transcend
I’ma step above perfection, my direction needs no correction//
& according to recollection, Jesus left, I’m the resurrection//
I was destined to be the best, wreckin text was my affection//
Steady stepping in the ring, getting beat wit weak protection//
But that was the beginning, now I’m the idol to all the greatest//
To those who never made it, sorry for ya, dodge them haters//
I’m just sayin, that’s the reason, that yall stay bottom feedin//
While I’m cheesin, eatin caviar, meet-greetin, model beatin//
I’m just speakin what I’m thinking, yall keep doin what ya do//
cuz while your bangin Rosie palms, I’ma screw and fuck ya boo//
I transcended from new recruit, & grew form the looser who//
Usta never get respect, till I moved to this ruthless super crew//
God-status, its Mod status, through and through//
So anyone gotta problem, make a move, ill move through you//
The highest caliber weapon, guaranteed to shoot through you//
Leave a hole in ya stomach, fuck it, the size of a hoola hoop//
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