[Intro]

Yeah, uh

I don't give a fuck, fuck you, fuck you too

Fuck you rappers, fuck the industry

Fuck anybody who don't fuck with me, CRACK

Hahaha, this is the Pendemic

[Verse 1]

Yeah, We get it poppin', them hammers go

The Spanish bro, Crucial Conflict, I'm Doe or Die with the flow

Yeah, Joe Pesci in Casino, you know

Poked him 40 times, hit him once more for the road

Yeah, I'm being honest your honor, I killed a man

But he was a fucking problem your honor

They say Joey's a killer, everytime body shit

Every verse iller, ain't nobody's hot as this

You know me, I'm a one man army

Even though millions'll follow just like Gandhi

Or Malcolm, shit I bring it out 'em

Body on Broadway, now nobody can doubt 'em

Must I be a backpacker or Black Eyed Pea

Or spit consciousness just to win a Grammy?

Nah, Big L is in me

The soul of Big Pun is flowing through me

Yeah, Biggie Smalls is rolling with me

I'm way over your head, you lack creativity

I'm a gangsta rapper, Lord forgive the shit I'm saying

But you'd be surprised where my music be playing

Yeah that's what they wanna hear

Shit!, Joey from the Bronx, I'm a pistoleer

I keep gunning for 'em, they keep running from me

I'm 'bout my money give a fuck, I'm living comfortably

[Verse 2]

Yeah, I'm right here, middle of the ghetto

Sweatpants saggin' cause I'm packing heavy metal

Yeah I made the switch from clear top to yellow

Mami yelling out the window "Oye déjate con eso"

"I hate that nigga, get me sick man, look at him

Soon as I get enough I'mma cuff and throw the book at him

He ain't get all this shit from this fucking rap money

And every time we stop him, nigga think there's something funny

Shit, heard he sell cracks on the block, caught a body

Listen to his raps, he calls himself John Gotti"

Officer, officer, please don't be biased

Don't you know all of us rappers are great liars?

We like to exaggerate, dream and imaginate

Sensationalize bringing packs 'cross state

And y'all niggas lying cause young niggas dying

Over in Iraq—yeah families are crying

Controversies like oil for food

Worldwide Pendemics now we got the bird flu

Africa's in crisis, please give aid

Must we do everything like organize Live Aid

Katrina, Katrina, oh Ms. Katrina

I'm looking for some benefits, tell me have you seen her

[Outro]

Yeah...this is the Pendemic

We outta here...

Crack

See you next time if there is a next time

"Thanks to Joey Crack the Gangsta rapper

Do this shit my way like Frank Sinatra"...CRACK

Bye