Here's a new one off the third installment from Fat Joe's Darksiders series, which drops for free Sunday night connect with DJ Premier for this new joint.
Fat Joe - Your Honor Lyrics (Ft. Action Bronson)
(Intro)
Rihanna Rihanna heh hoh heh
Madonna Madonna heh hoh heh
Here is a good family nigga
He does give to numerous charities
He did bring back all the money, your honor
We do it for America
(Verse)
For the love of drug dealin, bricks to the ceiling
Tits on display, relatives on payroll
Put my moms in the mansion, me trackin off the yay
Got life, it’s ready to kill when I say so
See on slide these cellphones
Think Italian with my capo, Jesus medallions, it’s elegant
Sittin in the Porsche like I’m Tony M
Niggas tryna X me out, shoot me off the podium
From luxties to brought peace for crime syndicate
I grind in the mix, you niggas rap into this
Pump cracks out the wall, back at us all
At Lil Wayne’s crib writtin crack on the wall
Barcelona 9’s but these squeeze all
23 shots off a hardened man jaws
For my Chi Town niggas, Joey need a statue
‘Cause Joey played the dolly in em
Shoot like paparazzi, I go Kanye crazy
Then beat a nigga blue like Beyonce baby
Uh, lifestyle of the realest
Step on down to tell em when I’m comin out the villa
(Bridge)
This shit separate me from the pack
I’m the reason why the hip-hop Compton patrolling the block
They must’ve heard I was cookin with rock
(Verse)
Respective path made, the 8-50 roof is black suede
Hear slick back like Pac
Drivin glove zipped up, speedin tickets getting ripped up
Eatin chicken, getting my dick sucked is basic
Ronny fake A6
This fuckin beat make me feel like I’m in the basement
These fuckin drugs make me feel like I’m in the Matrix
With a little trench and a motherfuckin feather earring
You better cherish before I perish
Scuba diving off the terrace
Utilizing my athletics
Supersize me on the lettuce, you could keep the beef
Cuz I know you’re tryna keep yo teeth
I like em greek with a petite physique
She make me have big things to eat and never feed me meat
So why keep Chanelle on the feet? I’m a great man
We table then we ate lamb
Then we shake hands
(Outro)
I’m not a stranger to the court of law
That’s how you got the word for the 57
Niggas yelling out the window “Joe’s at it again”
Joe’s at it, Joe’s at it, Joe’s at it again
Why crack have to hit so hard?
Niggas yelling out the window “Joe’s at it again”
Said Jojo crack shit’s all the same
This funk rap goes only now true I’d explain
Bam bam Bracellino
Action Bernstein, Action Constanza
Yo DJ Premier live from headquarters
10 to 12 Friday nights
Get with the fuckin program
Listen to that legend
Bam bam Bracellino in the building flushing
