Yeah, now in ninety-three
Everybody knows the flav
Fat Joe Da Gangsta, yeah
You know my style
Fat Joe, A.K.A. Da Fat Gangsta
I'm no joke and I'm far from a prankster
I got skills, aiyyo word life
Suckers is scared, because they know I live trife
As I troop down the streets of a ghetto
Skins are jockin', and always screamin', “Hello”
But I keep drivin' in my jet black Beemer
I'm not a daydreamer, but I'm known as a schemer
I'm dead-ass, when it comes to this
And if you fuck around, your moms'll reminisce
Thinkin' of the good times she spent with her son
Somebody shoulda told you that I wasn't the one
Yes, I'm known to get nuff respect
And if you face Fat Joe, well, then you face your death
Now in ninety-three, it's time to take a stand
And you know how I'm livin', I'm a bad, bad, man
Niggaz know the flav
I'm a bad, bad, man
I'm a bad, bad, man
Check it
All the old folks, hate my guts
'Cause I be hittin' all they daughters and they big fat butts
'Cause I'm the papichulo when it comes to rap
And if you fuck with me, then you leave handicapped
I don't give a fuck, don't care who you are
I gotta say peace to my peeps GangStarr
Some real motherfuckers from around the hood
When I chills with them, we be up to no good
Hittin' skins, makin' ends
Loungin' with my friends in my fat BM
Whether uptown in the boogie down
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Or checkin' out stunts in the polo ground
See just like Mel, I'm internationally known
And I'm mob related, like Al Capone, check it
Too hot to handle, blow you like a candle
You never catch Joe in the middle of a scandal
Now in ninety-three it's time to take the stand
And you know how I'm livin, I'm a bad, bad, man
Everybody knows the flav
I'm a bad, bad, man
I'm a bad, bad, man
One day I was chillin', caught a buckshot
The nigga was butt, so then he gets no props
Word spread fast around town
I was layin' six feet deep underground, check it
Niggaz wished the worst, but spoke too fast
'Cause here I am and I'm ready to blast
The cops must have missed, takin' me for a bitch
Because they tried to gas me, and make me turn snitch
But I'm not the one for peace
So I turned around and said, "Fuck the police"
I'm the type to handle this on my own
Pack two joints and pass one to tone
There's no shame in my game, I do what I gotta do
See I'm rollin with a crazy live crew
Now in ninety-three it's time to take a stand
And you know how I'm livin' I'ma bad, bad, man
Yeah, niggaz know the flav
I'm a bad, bad, man
Nuff respect to my man Jazzy J
Diamond D, Showbiz and A.G., and I'm out
Word
I'm a bad, bad, man
I'm a bad, bad, man
I'm a bad, bad, man
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