Valley of Death

By Fat Joe

On The Darkside Vol. 1

Released on July 27, 2010

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[Intro]

Dead!

I want 'em all dead!


[Verse 1]

Ayo, they left me for dead, amongst the roaches and the maggots

I can still remember shovels spilling dirt above this bastard

I waited for an answer, but God ain't call

I'm hearing demons and the devils and the shots they call

They want Crack... I hopped up out the casket, that's it

Time for some action, consequence is very tragic

I call my crew the Darkside, we all ride

Keep them other crews running running like The Pharcyde

(Can't keep running away)

Triple Black Louis V's provided by the Sudanese

Walking through the desert conversating like it's you and me

Kanye shrug, paparazzi taking pictures

See it in my mugshot; mob boss slash killer

Triple beam entrepreneur, they live for only pure

The world's only cure, fiends keep fiending more, Crack...

CRACK! CRA-CRA-CRA-CRACK


[Chorus]

Wake up in the morning, same motherfucking time

Thinking money, get money, got money on my mind

Fo'-five on my hip, 9 on the other side

Thinking money, take money, make money all the time

Middle finger to the sky, screaming fuck the other side

Thinking money, get money, got money on my mind

Get money, get money, get money


[Verse 2]

Yo, yeah, uhh

BC's filled with leeches, strategic moves

To capture niggas for the deeds we do

And the cars we drive

Red Ferrari California on my way to Arizona

Mexicano at the border

I used to play the corner, Blair Witch on a nigga

Dump your body in the woods, dare snitch on a nigga

Listen; black mask, black gloves, rope and duct tape

Put you where the spare tyre be at: trunk space

Can heaven be just a distant memory?

They say you live a fast life and death'll come eventually

Maybe in my past life I wasn't listening

Cause it's the fuck the police, judges, P.O.'s and the witnesses

Heronious charge, an Apollonia broad

Another day in the life, another bitch to menage, Crack

Crack, Crack, Crack, arrrrrrr!


[Chorus]

Wake up in the morning, same motherfucking time

Thinking money, get money, got money on my mind

Fo'-five on my hip, 9 on the other side

Thinking money, take money, make money all the time

Middle finger to the sky, screaming fuck the other side

Thinking money, get money, got money on my mind

Get money, get money, get money


[Outro]

(Get money, get money, get money)

Crack, Coca baby

Reporting live from the motherfucking desert nigga

Brushing the motherfuckin dirt off my clothes

You see death in my eyes nigga?

I got that AR-15, and I won't hestitate to kill a nigga

(Get money, get money, get money)

Cool & Dre on this one bitches

Absolutely, absolutely nigga

(Get money, get money, get money, arrrr!)