Safe 2 Say (The Incredible)

Stop the presses, I'm back

Good coke that that is Crack

He ain't been gone but for a week

And still the fiends line up for blocks till there ain't no space

Pile high to the top of the Empire State

Crack

Once again so you know it

Ain't been this much hype since that Nas and that HOV ****

Coke spit, the four fifth chrome spit

Dough getter since I was four, no better than yours

Truly, just check the suicide doors

Thirty inch grill and the black mint floor

Looking back, I **** to death

I guess I ain't killing it this rhyme, I'm here to raise the dead

I'm here to raise the stakes, this time it's ten mill

Supply the sink ill, ship five and then build

And I'm, Joe Crack, B.X. finest

Do rewind this, Terror Squad's behind this

I got the streets on smash

**** on the corner watching me roll past the ****

They all gassing

(Once again, back is the incredible)

Damn, right

(The incredible, the incredible)

I got the heat on blast, love the seats reclining on that mean G4

'Cause down in New York, they saying

(Once again, back is the incredible)

Damn, right

(The incredible, the incredible)

Dope man, dope man, I got that ****, mane

Brother Joe, man, the king of the streets

T.S., we incredibly credible like Stuntz said

It was inevitable the metal was gon' bump heads

And you know that K go, chop, chop, chop

In broad day right in front of the One Stop shop

I'm from Misery Boulevard

Right across the street from I Hope You Die Place

In school, studied the crime rate

That's when it became apparent to me

That the pimps and the hustlers will be a parent to me

I plead innocent, Your Honor

I'm just a product of the streets, product of some beef

Product of that Cappadonna Armani three-piece

Problem is when I win, my team eats

But wait, just think the opposite of that

You'll be staring down the opposite side of them gats, ****

I got the streets on smash

**** on the corner watching me roll past the ****

They all gassing

(Once again, back is the incredible)

Damn, right

(The incredible, the incredible)

I got the heat on blast, love the seats reclining on that mean G4

'Cause down in New York, they saying

(Once again, back is the incredible)

Damn, right

(The incredible, the incredible)

Now have you ever felt the metal to your melon, it just cock back

Asked for the money and drugs, and you ain't got that

But where the cops at?

Praying that they coming

Just a few seconds, your brains be laying on your stomach

On my waist you know I gotta keep that oven

For your ginger bread pies **** the heat's running on high

Joe Crack, I bake the cake and serve you **** humble pie

I got the streets on smash

**** on the corner watching me roll past the ****

They all gassing

(Once again, back is the incredible)

Damn, right

(The incredible, the incredible)

I got the heat on blast, love the seats reclining on that mean G4

'Cause down in New York, they saying

(Once again, back is the incredible)

(The incredible, the incredible)