Temptation 1-Fat Joe

　　　 Artist：fat joe Songs Title：temptation 1 (Beat Novacane!) Lord forgive me temptation to kill But I gotta give these crackheads the definition of real Motherf**ker die - don't look in my eye Take this wit'cha ni**a, tell the devil I sent ya Yup! Death ain't sweet man But it's a fact that one day ya breath gon' cease Some niggaz get cremated, others rest in peace You can get shot tomorrow if you test these streets Go against Crack - hehehe - that's a problem I'm a driveby, stabbin, napalm kinda problem Choose one, the AK or revolver I'll leave your body leakin layin on the carpet Yeah, this ni**a don't care Have your head spinnin like that chick Linda Blair I'm the Exorcist, niggaz don't know when they exit is But I keep a K that cause a mass exo-dus You don't want no problems, problems F**kin with these frauders {?} I had the ambulance racin the street Have your poor momma raisin the sheets, muh'f**ker Let me tell you 'bout myself, you can find me alone On the streets of the Bronx, that's the county I own Well at least that's the one I'm claimin You know a muh'f**ker that's realer then name him Damn near a decade done passed and we still on top My ni**a Pun died, niggaz thought the sh*t gon' stop I'm not concerned with the rumors and the small talk Thought a ni**a learned when he caught it and he walked off Shoulda put the burn to a ni**a so he'd slow down Niggaz won't be thinkin, that's it rap, when it go down In L.A. we got Bloods and Crips, in Chi-Town the Kings Got other mob bosses kissin my ring Don't confuse me wit'cha favorite MC Difference is this mans'll kill him as a favor for me Until then it's just... Yo - wake up in a cold sweat 5:15 in the mornin, hear my phone ring It's my ni**a Ant speedin, slow down dog You actin like the po-po chasin ya, be easy He tellin me, ＂Crack where the f**k is you at?＂ I'm at the hotel Radisson, hour ago I did a show out in Patterson, took the b**ch home Ni**a you know she was the baddest one, as was the Fattest one This ni**a Ant yell, ＂Crack what's her name?＂ Carmen, why you stallin, why the f**k you callin He said, ＂Joe they tryin to set you up Put you six feet deep tryin to wet you up You know that ni**a Pablo from... Ave Now he push pounds of blow, niggaz swear he bad＂ Yeah, Mr. Friendly, he's p**sy I bet'cha Nah he sent his sister to the club to come get'cha DAMN! Wake up ma I'm sho' gon' miss ya purty face suckin my DICK b**ch! {click-click, BLAM}