Papoose - Shoot Me A Fair One lyrics

That's why I punched you in your face you fat motherf**er Brooklyn Papoose Papoose East coast tell Joe to shoot me a fair one West coast tell Joe to shoot me a fair one Down South tell Joe to shoot me a fair one Beg for mercy it's controversial When I say shoot Pap, ya'll say a fair one Shoot Pap (A fair one) Shoot Pap (A fair one) Shoot Pap (A fair one) Shoot Pap (A fair one) Beg for mercy it's controversial R.I.P. to Stack Bundles, I'm sad you had to go Instead of you dying it should have been Fat Joe Spit ridiculous sentences, realerlist, gimmicklist, images, infamous lyricist, and I deliver with emphasis Scars and blemishes burn em at sizzling temperatures Spitting this syphilis, ignorant, Joe you sensitive A dick with impotents, prick with benefits You quick to forget, remember this I give head shots at high percentages I invented this style, so now again at this, call it the genesis Since you a victim and don't wanna get hit again Put your hands up to the ceiling, then start surrendering k**as adrenaline, gotta get rid of the middlemen Once to the chin, with your mans in them timberlands, trembling Sending them gremlins, finish em, minimum ten of them Getting them dividends, spitting with Eminem, Fif and them n***as who sit with him, get what they get when I'm giving em 4 fifth in them, whole clip in them, tight gripping, ice picking him, stick it in him and enter like insulin My answer this make them play instruments in your remembrance Your mens and them hemraging, injure him over the benjamins Duke your famine like womens son, Lil Kim and them k**a was sending them, far from a friend of them Not feeling him, ladies and gentlemen look how I'm k**ing him East coast tell Joe to shoot me a fair one West coast tell Joe to shoot me a fair one Down South tell Joe to shoot me a fair one Beg for mercy it's controversial When I say shoot Pap, ya'll say a fair one Shoot Pap (A fair one) Shoot Pap (A fair one) Shoot Pap (A fair one) Shoot Pap (A fair one) Beg for mercy it's controversial I heard Fat Joe try to say he ain't get snuffed Somebody put something in his mouth my zippers stuck His fat fingers cover the mic when he rap So when he onstage you hear a lot of feedback Man I hit hard as a dick, believe that Even Fat Joe was forced to lean back This ain't Hatton & Floyd, this ain't the Giants vs. the Patriots Hov & Nas, Beanie Sigel against Jadakiss More like Obama versus Hillary, nothing A intelligent black man against a woman Baby your grandfather you ba*tard You Lil Wayne's son, he should claim you in his taxes Your manager macho is so arrogant and lame You stupid a** scarecrow, he looking for some brains Khaled can't DJ, he trash with his hands All washed up, a rusty a** tin man The new terror squad is too ugly for a photo They two b**hes, they like dorothy and toto Punched you dead in your face, now you keep whining Always act tough but you the cowardly lion So tell me how you gonna try to front on a god When you whole team straight off of the wizard of oz Put em up, put em up, you lookin for some courage You should'a had Geico Insurance In Miami they shot your car up, poor little bizitch I guess now you need the Geico Lizard And you got robbed for you TS chain You tried to buy it back, ain't that some BS man He had your chain on the internet, yea I remember it You was calling and begging, we heard the voice ma**ages When Remy Ma got cut, you ain't ride out partner You went to Western Union and sent her 900 dollars Talking bout your whole squad got a scar in they face That means they were facing the person when they got scraped an*lyze where your scars at cousin Your scars at the back of your neck, so that mean you was running The jails don't respect you, they know you don't bang Charlie Rock lost his eye defending your name You ain't even hold him down, this n***a's a lame No bails bond, no commissary, this sh** is a shame When the last time you visit somebody on Rikers Call yourself god and eat pork with non-cipher You don't look out for [Big] Pun kids, that's bananas You a girl, your name should be Fat Joanna You abandoned New York, why your chain say I-95 South instead of I-95 North Screaming Yadamean and Dade County out your mouth You ain't repping the South Bronx, you rep Dirty South You don't talk like no Bronx n***a, you a ho Shout to all my real Bronx dude, Wa**up Mo There don't call you crack cause you stashed crack They call you crack cause your clothes young and they show your a** crack b**h how much change you got in your purse Mad cause you got exposed when I lifted your skirt Caught you with some good blows so your chin must hurt I was always taught to hit the big ones first Tried to put his lights out, let the drama get dark Approaching Papoose I guess he was trying to get chopped When he got close to me I was trying to depart That n***a stinked, I wanted to ask him why did he fart Trying to size me up, what are you some kind of retard It ain't the size of the man, it's the size of his heart You speaking in tongues, think he better stop that tongue play Cause you don't want no gun play I'm hood, hit your limousine up in a Hyundai Your dudes can't even buy a sandwich on whole months pay This n***as a chump slay, he scared to fly I heard he be sh**ting on himself on the airplane runway I just smoked a blunt, I'm hungry I'm bout to eat this coward up, I got the munchies Everyday of your life should be Big Pun day Because before him your everyday was a bum day And since you the biggest pig in the whole country I'm a speak pig latin, you fat unkpay, you usspay You give me a fair one Monday I'll smack you into next week and whoop you a** on Sunday Some take beef serious, some play Homie I'm a hunter, I want pray Your man wearing them Clark Kent gla**es He ain't never win no fight So I ran up on him and soon as I sent that right Turned to Superman on me, tried to get so hyped I calmed em down, my left hook is kryptonite When I stoved on you, you were shaking in your Nikes All in my face, you stepped on my Timbo twice You mad cause you called me and I spite so nice So I had to whoop his a** like Kimbo Slice Listen to your interview, you take so long to get to the point You talk to the break of dawn Put some bruises on your chin but they was gone On youtube cause you had make up on Rubbing your fat chin, talkin bout you look pretty Then got the nerve to say you used to be skinny You pillsbury doughboy, double neck, I've seen it Sumo looking stup footage and not need it Walk up one flight of stairs and ready to stop breathing Squinting your eyes like your high, but not weeding Keep talking bout that footage but that was irrelevant Cause everyone can tell that footage was edited n***as tried to stunt on Pap I went in my Cadillac and came back with a baseball bat They ain't put that on the internet, I wore them out Show me the video, I'll point them out I hit him with the bat, I hit him with the bat I hit him with the bat, I hit him with the bat I hit him with the bat, that cat ran They used to call me Papoose but you could call me Batman You a ho, I'll smack you with my backhand The beat Pap, you cats can't Denzel Washington, Will Smith, Fat Joe the rapper Macaulay Culkin, all of ya'll some good actors Just take it like a man, you got beat up Can't fight one on one, you goofy punk The trey 8, the trey pound, what he want Come on man, I got more treys then free lunch Mad cause I got a street buzz But I ain't the first rapper to snuff you, Cuban Link was You far from a G, to me you just a joke Real G's don't cut faces, they cut throats You walk around with cops, I walk with wolves I don't like no elephants in my room