"Bronx keeps creating it.." -> KRS-One {cut and scratched} [Fat Joe] The bigger nigga from the Bronx, Fat Joe! "Bronx keeps creating it.." -> KRS-One {cut and scratched} [Fat Joe] The bigger nigga from the Bronx, Fat Joe!
[Fat Joe] Aiyyo I said yes yes y'all-n, to the beat all-n Always been no peace so I never like to ball in But I maintain and keep a grip on the mic And say a punchline that'll get the crowd hyped, RIGHT I never could determine who's the best It was either KRS or that nigga Lord Finesse But now I maintain that's with my own career Joe gettin gold dough or somethin wrong in here Cause everybody knows I got the skills to pay the bills Plus I got the flow cause you know +The *Hit is Real+ What? Top notch, I give you nuttin but the raw talent But don't fake jax and make me have to get violent You wouldn't like it when I flip the script Cause when I flip the script, my glock can have an empty clip Yeah, straight from the Ave of Trinity I hate it when a juvenile tries to prove his masculinity I got the whole vicinity locked down Police hate it, look what they done to Tupac now You make me wanna blast or somethin But for now I keep infiltratin these crews that be frontin And all these other MC's be hatin it Because the Bronx keeps creatin it, rock on
"Bronx keeps creating it.." -> KRS-One {cut and scratched} [Fat Joe] The bigger nigga from the Bronx, Fat Joe! "Bronx keeps creating it.." -> KRS-One {cut and scratched} [Fat Joe] The bigger nigga from the Bronx, Fat Joe!
[Fat Joe] Aiyyo I'm comin on de dance with de spliff of sensei The name is Fat Joe and the crew is BDP Ninety-three, was the year that I debuted it Representin, for all my niggaz gettin booted Now who is the number one +Boricua on the Set+? When in San Fran' I go check Sway and Tech Otherwise I live the real live back in the BX Known for transformin on rappers like I'm Jesus You didn't know I order hits and what not? Don't make me have to let the dogs loose And hear the two-per shot, BOO-YA Ain't it funny how nobody really cares One minute you're here, the next minute you're under there Word to Christ, I put out your lights Every stripe's precise, K.O.'s in all fights Fatal like Joe with this murderous flow The Bronx keeps creatin it, you know how that go, peace
"Bronx keeps creating it.." -> KRS-One {cut and scratched} [Fat Joe] The bigger nigga from the Bronx, Fat Joe, yeah! "Bronx keeps creating it.." -> KRS-One {cut and scratched}
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