Fat Joe - Temptation 1 lyrics

(Beat Novacane!) [Chorus 2X: Fat Joe] Lord forgive me temptation to k** But I gotta give these crackheads the definition of real Motherf**er die - don't look in my eye Take this wit'cha n***a, tell the devil I sent ya [Fat Joe] Yup! d**h ain't sweet man But it's a fact that one day ya breath gon' cease Some n***az get cremated, others rest in peace You can get shot tomorrow if you test these streets Go against Crack - hehehe - that's a problem I'm a driveby, stabbin, napalm kinda problem Choose one, the AK or revolver I'll leave your body leakin layin on the carpet Yeah, this n***a don't care Have your head spinnin like that chick Linda Blair I'm the Exorcist, n***az don't know when they exit is But I keep a K that cause a ma** exo-dus You don't want no problems, problems f**in with these frauders {?} I had the ambulance racin the street Have your poor momma raisin the sheets, muh'f**er [Chorus] [Fat Joe] Let me tell you 'bout myself, you can find me alone On the streets of the Bronx, that's the county I own Well at least that's the one I'm claimin You know a muh'f**er that's realer then name him Damn near a decade done pa**ed and we still on top My n***a Pun died, n***az thought the sh** gon' stop I'm not concerned with the rumors and the small talk Thought a n***a learned when he caught it and he walked off Shoulda put the burn to a n***a so he'd slow down n***az won't be thinkin, that's it rap, when it go down In L.A. we got Bloods and Crips, in Chi-Town the Kings Got other mob bosses kissin my ring Don't confuse me wit'cha favorite MC Difference is this mans'll k** him as a favor for me Until then it's just... [Chorus] [Fat Joe] Yo - wake up in a cold sweat 5:15 in the mornin, hear my phone ring It's my n***a Ant speedin, slow down dog You actin like the po-po chasin ya, be easy He tellin me, "Crack where the f** is you at?" I'm at the hotel Radisson, hour ago I did a show out in Patterson, took the b**h home n***a you know she was the baddest one, as was the Fattest one This n***a Ant yell, "Crack what's her name?" Carmen, why you stallin, why the f** you callin He said, "Joe they tryin to set you up Put you six feet deep tryin to wet you up You know that n***a Pablo from... Ave Now he push pounds of blow, n***az swear he bad" Yeah, Mr. Friendly, he's p**y I bet'cha Nah he sent his sister to the club to come get'cha DAMN! Wake up ma I'm sho' gon' miss ya purty face s**in my DICK b**h! {click-click, BLAM}