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Got the e double, right

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we go, joe sinistr representin from the joint

Verse one: erick

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

joe sinistr

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

two: joe sinistr

And niggaz still arrested virgins, I rips it ill
As erick sermon's, we's the ones usin the slurrin
So joe came through the armed recruit to blank crews
My six fix another one greedy
Foreal, let's peel they back for deal slow
And we'll catch clown, they pants down real low
The screwball better work a rupaul and switch
Or we'll be in the cornfield, killin your ass
And timb's roam through bad bad but it is home
Wild flex and sex than mad cobra
So take it easy ? just to a kraut? mine's the cheesiest
And I'm sworn to keep eyes on more than cbs
I make the funk turn to a process
I mob just any nigga, I care who he
I still get doughs, off bitches girbauds
And lamp with erick, a merit cause I flip foes
See these loose, I repeat, beetlejuice, beetlejuice
But there goes 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: erick sermon, joe

*tire squeeling I return burnin rubber
The black african brother, low key so call me
The funkster from the
I love muhammad ali, so fuck gerry
Oops, can't forget, under a roof one nation
*rrraow* crowd
Shit, I'm so upset, I like snappin niggaz neck
But i'ma chill and let joe get

My recipe put pepsi on diet's, uh-huh
The funk dog as I low to piss on hydrants
And howl at half moons and white and mad tunes
Live quite fowl, leavin 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 dick for
I let clips at name, pay rent in your brain
And I wicked, wick-wick-wicked
And keeps a full in case the bullets get evicted
And now to twirl up the fat nigga, seek
I worlds and galactus
I gets mean troop, grabbin christine around the
At sixteen, spittin the pea soup
And cock nines, when niggaz got slime, the men
nick nick nick's- with -elodeon
It's joe no diss cause the mist flow
Make a mess like aunt tess she leaped off the sixth flo'
So straighten it out if your
'fore draw chalk around the body