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