Pendemic / Intro

Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah, uh I don't give a fuck, fuck you, fuck you too Fuck you rappers, fuck the industry Fuck anybody who don't fuck with me, CRACK Hahaha, this is the Pendemic [Verse 1] Yeah, We get it poppin', them hammers go The Spanish bro, Crucial Conflict, I'm Doe or Die with the flow Yeah, Joe Pesci in Casino, you know Poked him 40 times, hit him once more for the road Yeah, I'm being honest your honor, I killed a man But he was a fucking problem your honor They say Joey's a killer, everytime body shit Every verse iller, ain't nobody's hot as this You know me, I'm a one man army Even though millions'll follow just like Gandhi Or Malcolm, shit I bring it out 'em Body on Broadway, now nobody can doubt 'em Must I be a backpacker or Black Eyed Pea Or spit consciousness just to win a Grammy? Nah, Big L is in me The soul of Big Pun is flowing through me Yeah, Biggie Smalls is rolling with me I'm way over your head, you lack creativity I'm a gangsta rapper, Lord forgive the shit I'm saying But you'd be surprised where my music be playing Yeah that's what they wanna hear Shit!, Joey from the Bronx, I'm a pistoleer I keep gunning for 'em, they keep running from me I'm 'bout my money give a fuck, I'm living comfortably [Verse 2] Yeah, I'm right here, middle of the ghetto Sweatpants saggin' cause I'm packing heavy metal Yeah I made the switch from clear top to yellow Mami yelling out the window "Oye déjate con eso" "I hate that nigga, get me sick man, look at him Soon as I get enough I'mma cuff and throw the book at him He ain't get all this shit from this fucking rap money And every time we stop him, nigga think there's something funny Shit, heard he sell cracks on the block, caught a body Listen to his raps, he calls himself John Gotti" Officer, officer, please don't be biased Don't you know all of us rappers are great liars? We like to exaggerate, dream and imaginate Sensationalize bringing packs 'cross state And y'all niggas lying cause young niggas dying Over in Iraq—yeah families are crying Controversies like oil for food Worldwide Pendemics now we got the bird flu Africa's in crisis, please give aid Must we do everything like organize Live Aid Katrina, Katrina, oh Ms. Katrina I'm looking for some benefits, tell me have you seen her [Outro] Yeah...this is the Pendemic We outta here... Crack See you next time if there is a next time "Thanks to Joey Crack the Gangsta rapper Do this shit my way like Frank Sinatra"...CRACK Bye
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Credits
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- Fat Joe