Fat Joe - Another Wild Nigga From The Bronx Lyrics
Aiyyo fat joe, its your first album right?You comin out the south bronxTime to let brothers know what time it isT.s. in the house, yo t.s. in the house[fat joe]Yeahhhhhh.. like this!Chilly dee (represent, and uh)Gizmo (represent, and uh)Keith keith (represent, and uh)King sun (represent, and uh)Fat joe (represent, and uh)Uptown (represent, and uh)Uptown (represent, and uh)Uptowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwn![gizmo]Im from the west bubble***** so fasten your seatbelts and buckle upIm the type of brother to beat you down then ***** you upGrabbin the mic to rock on tonight to see if the crowd will careStep to the gizzy you dare, you get lit up like a flareFrom the, bronx the boogie down battleground, uptownTurn smiles to frowns as I smack clowns aroundShorts I dont take em, bones I fracture and breakSo make not one mistake, or you get eat like steaks at franks gJack in june, gettin swept, with a broom soonTo meet your doom, mornin night or the afternoonHarassin the mic, with a verbal assault of rapStick lyrics back to back, thatll pack, to keep myself on waxHot like an iron, to defeat the kids you gotta keep tryinIf you spread any rumors sayin you took me out, youre lyinA human beat is struck I know when it really sounds trunkIm never ever buck I dont give a ***** if you think that Im a suckerParties that Ive made, people wonder how long it lastedLyrics that are so hardcore, itll leave you flabbergastedGasp for air, inhale it hold it inAnd just wait for the rest of the posse to beginIm the human beat magician with the bag full of funAmmunitions the addition to the sawed offfff!Sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump -> cypress hill[all] another wild nigga from the bronx!Sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump -> cypress hill(keith keith!) another wild nigga from the bronx![keith keith]Run for help when the mics in my handI kick rhymes like Im a rap van dammeAnd eat mcs like a cake or a slice of pieIm not a pimp but I bop like Im superflyPeople say whos he? Ill give any crew beefSo act like you know or get ate-n like stew, chiefI hold my own yet dont stand alone, Im well knownGo head and front and get smocked like a neckboneThink you better chill troop, cause Im not havin thatAnd flippin on niggaz like a somersaultin acrobatGo get your crew and yall still couldnt do the manIm blowin up in ninety-three like an ash canI know niggaz sip this, *****es wanna dip thisI snatch your girl up, and molest her like a rapistHuh, go head and look real hard like Im a suckaIll beat that ass like the l.a. trucker *****aSo step up and let me hear your responseYeah, yo, another wild nigga from the bronxSawed off shotgun, hand on the pump -> cypress hill[all] another wild nigga from the bronx!Sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump -> cypress hill(king sun!) another wild nigga from the bronx![king sun]Mr. fifty-two pick-up, nobody moveIts a stick-up, which proves, my getaway is butter smoothIm not the smooth operator with the ladiesBut I get kinda crazy if you let me pick the daisiesOne thing never say run, king sunI never ran, cause in my hand, I keeps a gunRepresentin where Im from in a bumrushRoll up, flip, then be out on the hush-hushDont touch or feel, its real, showin mad skillsHotter than heat, yet colder than the catskillsDont play the yard, fake gods aint got nuttin for meIm loungin with tone and coreyOn one-six-oh, then I go and check fat joeOn trinity, the south bronx vicinitySmokin up your favorite mc like a dread smoke skunkCause Im another wild nigga from the bronxHittin em up, settin em up, splittin em up, gettin em upRippin em up, trippin em up, bag em! zippin em upMakin them shout, playin them out, son aint the oneThe bigga the nigga to bust em with the sawed off shotgunSawed off shotgun, hand on the pump -> cypress hill[all] another wild nigga from the bronx!Sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump -> cypress hill(fat joe!) another wild nigga from the bronx![fat joe]Aww shit, what we have hereNinety-three and its a brand new yearMy name is fat joe I got shit locked downRunnin with the latins and the blacks from uptownIts a damn shame, you better maintainIm causin hysteria blowin niggaz out the frameYes I can-can, Im the fat manNever run, never ran, its not in the planI got skills you best chills, get off the dillsnilzYour rhymes are trash and no frillsCarbon copy youre sloppy, see joe aint the oneIm beatin bootleggers down with king sunRollin over niggaz like a truckI come from the bronx, a.k.a., west bubble*****My rhymes are homicidal, I take your titleIm joe da fat gangsta, far from billy idolI get you open on the freestyle tipNow are you hip to the way I flip the script? hahIm puerto rican, Ill leave you dead and stinkinI pimp in my beamer, do my drivebys in a lincolnHip-hop was born uptown, the boogie downIf you bring your whole crew I shut em down!Im known from state to state, for shootin down punksIm another wild nigga from the bronxSawed off shotgun, hand on the pump -> cypress hill[all] another wild nigga from the bronx!Sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump -> cypress hill[all] another wild nigga from the bronx!Sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump -> cypress hill[all] another wild nigga from the bronx!Sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump -> cypress hill[all] another wild nigga from the bronx!Sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump -> cypress hill[all] another wild nigga from the bronx!Sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump -> cypress hill[all] another wild nigga from the bronx!Sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump -> cypress hill[all] another wild nigga from the bronx!Sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump -> cypress hill[all] another wild nigga from the bronx! *fades*
