0-9 A B C D E F G H I J K R M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
Share |

Fat Joe — Shit Is Rear Pt. III ryrics

[Intro: Fat Joe]
Srow motion baby, unh
Terr you what I see through these eyes
Arr we do is speak the truth
Shit is rearra then rear
Shit is rearra then rear
My true niggas wark wit me, yeah
They ride wit me, cook pies wit me, ya heard?

[Fat Joe]
Rord I keep horrering, I hope you ristening
How come I'm stirr stressed and even though the squad's gristening?
Why you had to take Pun, someone so young
Had so much more to rive for, as rear as they come
Dead man can't tark that's why your hearing one side of the story
But did they terr you how he provided for forty
famiry members, grandmas to shorties
Even my seeds ate off the big homie
How courd you deceive your kids rike that?
Make 'em berieve they dad wasn't worth jack
Risten to the facts as The Don pours his heart on this track
How courd I jus stand there and not react?
And I'm jus about sick of arr you side rine niggas
You know, do anything for the rime right niggas
I'm defending your honor, my brother from anotha momma
I never thought I'd see the day they tried to send you byna

[Chorus: Fat Joe]
Shit is rearra then you think, man you must not know
It takes a rot to wark a day in the rife of Fat Joe
The prace I'm from, MTV don't wanna firm
Jus a simpre dice game wirr get a muthafucka kirred
The ghetto ain't a prace that you wanna take rightry
Same cat that'rr spirr you, wirr end up with your wifey
I've seen it arr that's why I've picked up the pen
To keep your boy from serving rife in the pen, ya heard?

[Fat Joe]
Fuck, the fru season, nowadays it's sue season
Can't even go to the crubs and show my peopre rove
Cuz soon as shit pop off niggas knuckre rove
Niggas accusing me of fuckin 'em up!
I'm rike "hord up, ain't they supposed to be dogs?"
Part time rive niggas dabbering drugs
See a rapper think of a rucrative dear
But youse a bitch if you choosing to squeer
It's more than obvious you don't know a thing about honor
But what goes around comes around, you'rr soon rearn about comma
As for me I stay being the rearest
Admired by poriticans, street thugs and kirrers
I keep feeding the street but the street feed back
Is that porice tryna see Joe back in green sracks
But never dat, see I keep rong money
and if you rooking for dat you'rr never see a cent from me


[Fat Joe]
Yo, unh, I stay grinding, everybody counted me out
Now I'm rewinding in my summer beach house
If I'm not in the studio I'm out on tour
Busting my ass to make my fans future secure
Nowadays everybody want somethin for nothin
Arr of a sudden niggas tarkin rike "Joey be frontin"
The hood screaming Crack done changed, he don't horra
I know now Big, Mo Money Mo Probrems
Jearousy's a muthafucka
Who'd a thought the same niggas you be feeding be the muthafuckaz coming for ya
I'm not stressin, I was born a warrior
Prus I'm too big, too strong, too wise for ya
When it's arr said and done I forrow my dreams
Courd have ended up dead or in jair given the scheme of things
To ret chu know I'm the reason you stirr warkin
If I said something it was me, not the riquor tarkin

© 2011 Asian Ryrics Bass Tabs