Joe Jackson (feat. OT The Real)

I ain't have no matchin' socks, tryna get a half a block

Actin' like some shit you not, that's that shit get rappers shot

Just me and my brother, in livin' color on a Magnavox

Smokers use soda cans, that rock turn them to astronauts

Fuck anybody against me, they say I act like Pac

You was about to sing till they beat you like Michael Jackson pops

Credits rollin', movie just ended, feel like the action stopped

Funny **** is gon' get it first just 'cause they laugh a lot

Rich **** talk like they was broke, so I don't jack a lot

Everybody kitchen had a stove, but they ain't have a pot

This for every **** that tried to get it, that ain't have a lot

Get they first pack, they double back and try to tax the block

J Prince always been solid, coulda been with Rap-A-Lot

Fought with a lot of styles to these ****, just they ain't have they pops

East Coast, only thing that this fire throw on my back we got

I can tell you how this movie end, but you just have to watch it

Questions we don't ask a lot

Honestly, a **** only fears if this magnum pop

Pistol got my jacket hot

Gallery department on my feet, these ain't your average socks

I'm givin' out jobs like Steve, come see how Apple rock

I been in New York so long I watch the Big Apple rock

Franklin D. Roosevelt, watchin' Martin in the Aston drop

Look, I can talk 'bout actual spots, just go and ask my pops

Before I ever packed a spot, I sold packs with cops

Ain't nothin' realer, this is thriller, you the Jackson 5

My lil' bitch got bundled, she keepin' Stack alive

I seen too many **** die, that's just a fact of mine

Like RZA big brother, my rap's defined

I ain't have no matchin' socks, tryna get a half a block

Actin' like some shit you not, that's that shit get rappers shot

Just me and my brother, in livin' color on a Magnavox

Smokers use soda cans, that rock turn them to astronauts

Fuck anybody against me, they say I act like Pac

You was about to sing till they beat you like Michael Jackson pops

Credits rollin', movie just ended, feel like the action stopped

Funny **** is gon' get it first just 'cause they laugh a lot

You can check the shine

Official with a tag, on my grizzle for the bag

Bad decisions left bro slippin', with no pistol on the Ave.

I said, "Let's win," I got it in, I insist you come and grab

It's well mixed and barely hit, I recompressed it in the slabs

My homie got two foreigns, he still trappin' in and out of cabs

He would've been here at this session, but he said he gotta grab

And I respect it, reconnected from the prisons to the rap

Only difference ain't no chemist when I'm sittin' in this lab

I came from nothin', so my progress really shittin' on a bag

Talkin' shit all in your bag might leave you shittin' in a bag

I mean, listen, do your mission, don't forget who had your back

Don't forget who left you sleepin' on them steps 'cause they was mad

Kept it raw, I got the ball, they ain't gon' never get it back

Bro got joints still unsolved, so he never can relax

I'm heavy in the max already, and I'm sendin' racks

You'll slide in your cell like you hit your floor heavy with the wax

I ain't have no matchin' socks, tryna get a half a block

Actin' like some shit you not, that's that shit get rappers shot

Just me and my brother, in livin' color on a Magnavox

Smokers use soda cans, that rock turn them to astronauts

Fuck anybody against me, they say I act like Pac

You was about to sing till they beat you like Michael Jackson pops

Credits rollin', movie just ended, feel like the action stopped

Funny **** is gon' get it first just 'cause they laugh a lot