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Got the e double, right

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Nineteen ninety-three,
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Here we go, joe sinistr representin the joint

Verse one: erick

Yo yo, I for the cause
I niggaz heads busted, someone pass the gauze
This rhyme may affect the to a point
And crash the membrane, so you should spark a
*inhale* I go and now it's showtime without
Kiki shepherd, now the feels neglected
Check the memo, remember you to my demo;
Yeah the one the fuckin limo?
Rewind because I'm pushed for time now
where when how, my sound's out there like moscow
I hear nuttin but the music, raw
No confusion or illusion
Blink blink, so what you sayin? I'm not playin
Hey man, yo I caught you
So be conspicous, cause you can't get with this
scientifical, far from typical
My rap style, is
It you wanna be like the e double, and not like mike
Yo, my acoustics, swing!
Deranged, when I rock the mic I strange
Now back to our program, batman, bang bang
Sound the gat-man
Let me quit it, I feel I have shitted
And got mad niggaz
Joe follows
So y'all get my dick, until

Chorus: joe

It's the second payback, payback ii
Yeah, it's the payback, the payback part ii
Uh-huh, yeah -- it's the payback, the payback part ii
Uh-huh, yeah -- it's the payback, payback part ii
part ii, uhh

Verse joe sinistr

And while niggaz still arrested virgins, I it ill
As erick sermon's, we's the usin the method slurrin
So joe sinistr came through the armed to blank crews
My six will fix another one
Foreal, peel they hats back for deal slow
And we'll catch clown, they pants down real low
The screwball better work a and switch fast
Or we'll be in the cornfield, killin your ass
And timb's roam through bad bad odor but it is
Wild flex and more sex than mad
So take it easy ? just to mash a kraut? the cheesiest
And I'm sworn to keep their on more than cbs
I make the funk doobie turn to a
I mob any nigga, I don't care who he
I get doughs, takin off bitches girbauds
And lamp with erick, a champ merit cause I foes
See these loose, I repeat, beetlejuice, beetlejuice
But stop there the third time with the cock-a-roach
And I get more flows than vic
So kids, here come the second big

1/2

Verse three: sermon, joe sinistr

*tire squeeling sound* I return rubber
The black african brother, low key so me undercover
The from the boonies
I love muhammad ali, so fuck cooney
Oops, can't forget, under a roof from one
*rrraow* participation
Shit, I'm so upset, I feel like snappin neck
But chill and let joe get wreck

My secret put pepsi on diet's, uh-huh
The funk dog as I come low to on hydrants
And howl at half moons and owls and mad tunes
Live fowl, leavin lifestyles in bitches bathrooms
I crack granite, and pack a mass transit it's so
My style is more fear-ed than planets
And I fuck your shit, suck my for explicit
I let at your name, pay rent in your brain
And I gets wicked,
And a full clip in case the bullets get evicted
And now to twirl up the fat nigga, seek
I worlds and galactus
I gets troop, grabbin christine around the block
At sixteen, spittin the pea soup
And cock nines, when niggaz got slime, the men
Puffin nick nick's- with -elodeon
It's joe no diss cause the funk flow
Make a mess like aunt tess she leaped off the sixth flo'
So it out if your knock-kneed
'fore they draw chalk around the