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Fat Joe
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| You Must Be Out Of Your Fuckin' Mind
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Featuring Apache, Kool G. Rap
"You must be out your fucking mind, man"
"Im gonna kick your ass" "Hey you, come here" (Repeat 3x)
[Apache]
Aw shit, its time to get (Dum dum!)
If you took what you got, lick a shot (Pump pump!)
When the dough is low, we go (Stick up, stick up!)
You get knocked on the block, we say (Big up, big up!)
Check the misfit, time to rip shit
Time to get with the nitwit lyrical lunatic
In the street I stay strong cause Im armed
With a nine, what up nig? You must be out of your fucking mind
Im much more than you expect, kid
To identify your ass theyll have to use your fucking dental records
So step up, come come, dont be bashful
I got a steel toe and you can get an assful
Cause if its me you think youre better than
Youll need a sniffly, sneezy, coughing, stuffy head, get your ass with medicine
You can feel, shit is real, my mind can set me free
So I can continue my MC killing spree
The police, they try to keep me in the clink, yo
I got em ducking and bucking, so I dont think so
I bust your whole shit if youre not kind
Stomping comp? You must be out of your FUCKING mind!
"You must be out your fucking mind, man"
"Im a kick your ass" "Hey you, come here" (Repeat 2x)
[Kool G. Rap]
Chitty chitty bang bang, Im coming like a chain gang
>From outta Sang Sang to make your motherfucking brains hang
Try to diss this, then youll enlist for the stiffs
Snatch your bitch up at Crystal and then I fuck her with a pistol
A nigga with heart, walk through a park in the dark
Fuck the drug marks stomping me, Ill play your fucking heart, so be smart
Cut all that bullshit and clown, Ill be the only nigga laying down
When everybody else is sitting
So whos the next man to hit? I slip in a banana clip
And I hit, come and get your bandana split
Shit, fuck, bitch whos the snitch?
You may be down with Mikey and Ikey, but youre laying in a fucking ditch
With motherfucking maggots with the rest of them faggots
Cause your license to kill was from Taggets
I warned a brother of another brothers glock
And I said "Whats up, duck?" And I had my motherfucking gun cocked
So be a sport, another lesson drug
Holding down the fort and a stupid-ass nigga got caught
So he made prime time cause I had the nine
Yeah, you must be out of your FUCKING mind!
"You must be out your fucking mind, man"
"Im a kick your ass" "Hey you, come here" (Repeat 2x)
[Fat Joe]
Sucker back up, a real motherfuckers on stage
I shoot the gift like a motherfucking 12 guage
Niggas know Im versatile
No question Im buckwild, Im killing rappers executioner style
Hanging motherfuckers with a mic cord
Im a rap lord, suckers always get me bored
Saying that they that and this
Ayo they get me pissed, cause motherfuckers aint jack shit
Im here to represent the Boogie Down
Making niggas leave town before sundown
And if you dont listen, G
Ill stick a knife up your ass like "American Me"
Im serving motherfuckers like Wimbleton
I shock a crowd like a bottle of insulin
And niggas always get me vexed
Im tired of motherfuckers trying to sound like Das Efx
Youd better hold your own, child
Cause Im laying suckers like rugs and tiles
This is the bigger nigger with the mad lines
You step to me? You must be out of your FUCKING mind!
"You must be out your fucking mind, man"
"Im a kick your ass" "Hey you, come here" (Repeat 2x)
[Fat Joe]
Yeah, now you motherfuckers know the flav, East Coast style
Fat Joe, G. Rap, and Apache
You step to us, you must be out of your FUCKING mind!
(gunshots)
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