Fat Joe - Temptation Pt. 1 lyrics

Lord forgive me temptation to kill
But, I gotta give these crackheads
The definition of real
Motherfucker die - don't look in my eye
Take this wit'cha nigga
Tell the devil I sent ya

Yup! Death ain't sweet man
But, it's a fact that one
Day ya breath gon' cease
Some niggas 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 nigga don't care
Have your head spinnin like
That chick Linda Blair i'm the Exorcist
Niggas don't know when they exit is
But, I keep a K that cause a mass exo-dus
You don't want no problems, problems
Fuckin with these frauders?
I had the ambulance racin the street
Have your poor momma raisin the sheets
Muh'fucker

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'fucker that's
Realer then name him
Damn near a decade done passed
And we still on top my nigga Pun died
Niggas thought the shit gon' stop
I'm not concerned with the rumors
And the small talk
Thought a nigga learned when he caught
It and he walked off
Shoulda put the burn to a
Nigga so he'd slow down
Niggas won't be thinkin, that's it rap
When it go down
In LA 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 kill him
As a favor for me until then it's just

Yo - wake up in a cold sweat
5: 15 in the mornin, hear my phone ring
It's my nigga Ant speedin, slow down dog
You actin like the po-po chasin ya, be easy
He tellin me
"Crack where the fuck is you at?"
I'm at the hotel Radisson, hour ago
I did a show out in Patterson
Took the bitch home
Nigga you know she was the baddest one
As was the Fattest one
This nigga Ant yell, "Crack what's her name?"
Carmen, why you stallin
Why the fuck you callin
He said, "Joe they tryin to set you up
Put you six feet deep tryin to wet you up
You know that nigga Pablo from ave
Now he push pounds of blow
Niggas swear he bad"
Yeah, Mr friendly, he's pussy I bet'cha
Nah he sent his sister to
The club to come get'cha