The maze verse 1 Its like I lost something gotta get it back a piece of myself that I gotta re track been lost in the daze from the brew & haze dogg lifes been a craze yet I still love the maze just stuck to my pace and stayed close to the place that felt like home man I cant erase when I raced my life thru those traffic lanes and still feel like a like lame, playing. all them games chasing all those legs & still hanging with lames that been on the same,life is more than plain there is still more to gain, & im going insane been stressed than a bitch when im wrestle'n thangs but still no shame when im aiming for thangs man the light been there I just gotta embrace that I got what it takes just to ace these stakes and my friends been here to support me mane hook I cant hold it back I cant cut no slack I cant let it go I gotta let it flow verse 2 fuck it man we gettin it all A.C.O got the bombs and im sending em off Cause the mic is all I fiend in this time of need gimme a brew and beat and thats how I Eat then gimme my friends cause the truth they feed niggas say they want the real well thats all I bleed Girls say They want That guy & thats all I see Pops Said Im the man So im aiming to be more than an MC though I love these Beats fresh kicks on the feet that I hope dont crease cause the route im on yo its gettin steep still I move on the creep cause my plans get deep and my flow wont peak cause im far from weak You can Drown in a creek if you hate on me Just Let me Be & then You gone see Ima make it to that spot that I need to to be hook I cant hold it back I cant cut no slack I cant let it go I gotta let it flow (x2)

Genie verse 1 Yo Im feeling me and Thats really I can be Still Killing tracks Shit it must be my Destiny A.C.O the genie. mixing tracks I got the hennie lookin swaggy in a beanie feeling like you cant. see me but Im looking at yo gypsy as she toking getting tipsy smoking on that OG And my eyes at where her hips be aintno spelling bee but she F I N E Staring back at me & I wonder where this going hook cause Im Feeling like Aladdin Looking for my Jasmine, flying magic carpet getting high as the aspins brews keeps on passing & we laughing getting plastered laughing at you bastards cause we never moving backwards verse 2 shoutout that middle east this shit be a bomb track bosian gurl chillen my lap where I find that her assets is so fat i sip brews & kick back she twist leaves and spark that her attitude so chill but she can be a bomb threat tokin on that bagdad its so sad these niggas mad but i pull the sticky up out that glad feeling on that ass an forgetting bout my past cause im living for the moment so enjoy it while it last hook cause Im Feeling like Aladdin Looking for my Jasmine, flying magic carpet getting high as the aspins brews keeps on passing & we laughing getting plastered laughing at you bastards cause we never moving backwards

Groovy Tea verse 1 yo im feeling reborn when the beat on still killing these track songs so gone by the rip of a bong its so strong got me feeling like im floating in the sky with a cape on lets get gone So long sorry gurl I dont chase huns I just raise them beer funds and out rap these niggas that think they gettin on keep calm & chive on Shotgun for the ride that we riding on that funk town drift sonn I know that gurl want a lift son Then I Get Sum & mo sum whille sippin mimosa betta use that coasta no brag or boasta but this shit will make yo bitch get lower closer like she suppose ta joe be that lucky left clova taking shit ova mashing the gas & running em over taking the cash gettin less sober mixing the words & gettin more doper burning the herbs and frying his circuits chuggin a brew and runnin this circus Ha Tell me who can do this this lyrical music I got that tool kit that roll back and spit out them red hadukens that hurricane kicks shit we gotta keep these records spinning we winning these samples keep me grinning lol hook But she love it, but she love it tho but she love it, but she love it tho but they love it, but they love it tho yo she love it yo i know they love it But she love it, but she love it tho but she love it, but she love it tho but they love it, but they love it tho yo she love it yo i know they love it Ima Get it ima get it (x4) I got it(x3) verse 2 I want it all we stand tall need plaques in the fame hall let the panties of a dame fall shadow box with a beat till the towel thrown this young man is so grown so cold got the game on lock in a choke hold this shit wont stop no time on the clock so you might as well just get throwed mo shots rambo mo bottles ammo let cha mind just scramble mo bets no gamble how many gurls this van holds tryn to see where the night goes stay fit with the fresh clothes kick back wit a hell of hoes Blow Os of the best dro & crushs foes with the best flow See Joe Them Fans they want mo so I be uppin the dosage kicking em mo shit vibing to beats & flippin the motion sippin the dopeness passin the potion Giving her Dick and waving her ocean bust on her chest she rubb it like lotion neighbors complaining whats the commotion see I dont think they notice this winter solctise I spit that cold shit then cough that flu spit thru music I gots to doo's it I am the truest you cant compute this A.C.O produced it hook But she love it, but she love it tho but she love it, but she love it tho but they love it, but they love it tho yo she love it yo i know they love it But she love it, but she love it tho but she love it, but she love it tho but they love it, but they love it tho yo she love it yo i know they love it Ima Get it ima get it (x4) I got it(x3)

J/O/E Verse: Yeah they Know me J/O/E still killin every beat that I get on G Just trying to make a plan and cover all my friends stacks and hellas bands and expand the brand A.C.O been the man before he was the a man I just keep it in the Fam yo these rappers is spam neva gave a Gaw damn or green eggs & hamm Yo this Beat is So Slam like PB & Jam but besides dat This black bat with the mad raps still loop cats & raise stats, & spit caps, So Boom Bap, ya neck snaps from Dope Raps, & still talk crap to fake dudes & old chaps its like that then im back on her titty fat mind so relaxed then im like where the brew at? where my dudes at? where them Chicks at? man fuck dat where my chips at?

J/O/E Lyrics Hook: I see Them haters talking and I see Them Ladies Watching I been busy Chasing Dreams I dont have time Fo walking no time to be faking no moment for the flaking I been working being patient Yo its my time Verse 1 Yo Im meaning every letter when I put this Shit together You can sense a change of weather hope your jacket made of leather shit I shouldve took a feather grab sum ink and let it splatter like a predsidential matter script a scroll, pack a dagger hold my fist like a panther penning, rapping hella chapters I been lurking like a raptor snatching ladies out they blouses then im crashing on they couches i was Deep up in they pouches smoke an ounce drinking ounces let a sample do sum bounces let my mind do the mapping let my sneakers do the tapping let my pen do the smashing then my vocals monsta mashing let the beat take a thrash'n till the verse take a crash'n Then I got my fingers snapping cause I know I got it crack'n J/O/E he make it happen yo he traffic'n them classics sprinkle them w/ magic from the passion I been packing let em get dramatic yo My skill be automatic yo you couldnt keep a tracking Like im sending you a package Hook: I see Them haters talking and I see Them Ladies Watching I been busy Chasing Dreams I dont have time Fo walking no time to be faking no moment for the flaking I been working being patient Yo its my time Verse 2 yeah I love it wont put none above it been spitting since a young'n now look where we going been a long road rolling and I see them hoes trolling let me pause for the moment and say this game im controlling and I see shawtys posing Say im going to the studio and you got excuses yo still chasing groupie hoes say you got the mad flows but aint got the proof to show cause ya life aint a movie till you got a camera moving & you know what your doing but you drinking, chief'n doobies think you got the call of duty but you playing rattatouie spending rent on that louie so ima keep beast'n till my whole fam eating speaking through ya speakers till the whole world recieve it knocking non believers cause i know them niggas see us and shawty still front'n but Hook: I see Them haters talking and I see Them Ladies Watching I been busy Chasing Dreams I dont have time Fo walking no time to be faking no moment for the flaking I been working being patient Yo its my time

i chug brews and I wreck Crews Joe Do anything he want to rapping till a track through realness is past due deeper than a tattoo my rhymes is taboo back to the lab foo renovate the mind and bend the spine of your main boo sorry but I had too Maybe I should thank you Just For. being lame that ya dame chose a fresh dude dont mean to be rude but her choice just aint you real notice real and for that Im thankful Beats by the plateful shrimp & a steakful always had the gift so my presence is presentable stamping em with music so they know we're unforgettable bitches being difficult I hittem with that hokey poke chillen on that okie doke I laugh em off just like a. joke raging through this life living fast, past the slowpokes watching time go, writing flows till my soul glow Niggas think they cold they freezer burn in they ass hole Joe got the soul shine'n bright like a light bulb Its like a habit yo I just cant Quit cause when the mic is in my hand I feel im the shit Its like a habit yo I just cant Quit cause when the mic is in my hand I feel im the shit Im that nigga nigga the beat whisperer yo the beats caught her ear and the verse blew a kiss to her you betta listen hun I drop Gems & crystals huh shine with the sun then run to have mad fun bust like a gun on mics to get a lil sum stack up them funds then im chillen honey bun give her more then sum the over kill was over done and still never done with lifting minds & frying bums haters smacking gums like ratchet bitches & motor tongues stretching both lungs on blunts & microphone runs A.C.O the one the odd to all the even ones just a 1 of 1 my nigga he make ya speakas bump still checking chumps and spitting sugar with two lumps so double dutch, like kris cross we'll make you jump get down or lay down either way we'll make you duck niggas think they crunk they stuck & aint achieve'n much Joe Pack a Punch & Snatch a broad like.a sack lunch then Clock in the stu to spit flames & Time Crunch