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Triplets (feat. Big Punisher & Prospect)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fat Joe
Fat Joe
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Rios
Christopher Rios
Songwriter
Joseph Cartagena
Joseph Cartagena
Songwriter
Diamanté Blackmon
Diamanté Blackmon
Songwriter
R. Perez
R. Perez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dame Grease
Dame Grease
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Uh, since day one, **** died at the Don
'Cause I was anon, now Terror Squad is a thousand beyond
Not only strong, but we loyal and royally treated
Quadriplegic, any squad that want to squab when I'm heated
[Verse 2]
Not even God can believe it, the way we regulate
And levitate heavyweight **** like they was featherweight
Every day, I do the same thang
It's the paid game, to amputate more body parts than Gangrene
[Verse 3]
Yo, this a man's game
It's a shame how **** truly mock me
But who can stop me from breakin' **** off like Fujiyaki?
[Verse 4]
My crew's probably the only **** that really live the lyrics
**** really fear us, they must of heard we really killers
We're Philly fillers and 40 guzzlers with millimeters
And army cutters, Willie **** that laundry dollars
I'm Nostradamus, predictin' the future, my position is crucial
With a known friction obsession, addiction to shoot ya'
[Verse 5]
Hey yo, I'm better off dead than givin' the feds the satisfaction
Subtractin' my freedom, have me missin' in action
[Verse 6]
A fraction of y'all, raw like coke to the jaw
The rest of y'all, fear war
And couldn't follow out the protocol
[Verse 7]
Joe the God is like the Angel of Death
Strangle your neck
That's why Don Cartagena's the name your respect
[Verse 8]
I bring the pain to your chest, that'll make you question your threshold
Flex like you been forced, still "bless you" like a chest cold
We destined to explode, that's why I stay on flip mode
Your dick rode me long enough, Dunn, now you can let go
[Verse 9]
Every man in this world has a destiny
Can't no other rapper in this game get the best of me, unless you just
Deaf, dumb and blind you know the pedigree
Better get ready because I'm veddy and there ain't no gettin' rid of me
[Verse 10]
Every man in this world has a destiny
Can't no other rapper in this game get the best of me, unless you just
Deaf, dumb and blind you know the pedigree
Better get ready because I'm veddy and there ain't no gettin' rid of me
(Uh, uh, yo)
[Verse 11]
Somebody hold me back, Joey Crack's about to load the gat
And blow this track to the stars like the zodiac
Hold me back, this max n' better, out for the ass n' cheddar
But fast cash don't last forever
[Verse 12]
I asked the felons, if I don't stay wrapped in leathers
And hats with feathers, I got all the ostriches actin' jealous
Track the trailers in chrome black Cateras
Two hundred inch Mickey Thompson's, flown back from Paris
[Verse 13]
Dat-dats the illest, these body tracks make a rap killings
Others is trying to stack billions out in crack buildings
My destiny was to shine, the best of me to climb
Especially in time, with the recipe in mind
[Verse 14]
From the jump start, they ain't have to pump hard in this
I was a part of this and marvelous stats, it wasn't hard to miss
And yo, I had to burn cats like arsonists and still continue
Whose on my menu? A record deal they couldn't lend you
[Verse 15]
I had to burn my Glock and earn my spot
The time flew by, had to turn my clock
And start with a new resume, not really that bitch named Des'ree
She ain't really my dream there's a better way, what?
[Verse 16]
Prospect'll have to collect dough
Dialin 905 to L-A-X with somethin' I was tryin' to drive
Allowed to strive for what I want in the fuckin' grave
A thug in pain, I swear to my little cousin's grave
[Verse 17]
Every man in this world has a destiny
Can't no other rapper in this game get the best of me, unless you just
Deaf, dumb and blind you know the pedigree
Better get ready because I'm veddy and there ain't no gettin' rid of me
[Verse 18]
Every man in this world has a destiny
Can't no other rapper in this game get the best of me, unless you just
Deaf, dumb and blind you know the pedigree
Better get ready because I'm veddy and there ain't no gettin' rid of me
Written by: Christopher Rios, Diamanté Blackmon, Joseph Cartagena, R. Perez
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