Deep Cover

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Deep Cover by Fat Joe

Deep Cover Lyrics

[00:37.81] Ready for war Joe, how you wanna blow they spot
[00:39.73] I know these dirty cops that'll get us in if we murder some wop
[00:42.76] Hop in your Hummer, the Punisher's ready; meet me at Vito's
[00:45.65] With Noodles, we'll do this dude while he's slurping spaghetti
[00:47.95] Everybody kiss the fucking floor, Joey Crack, buck em all
[00:50.80] If they move, Noodles shoot that fucking whore
[00:52.86] Dead in the middle of Little Italy little did we know
[00:54.50] That we riddled some middleman who didn't do diddily
[00:57.59] It'll be a cold day in hell the day I'll take an L
[01:00.06] Make no mistake for real I wouldn't hesitate to kill
[01:02.58] I'm still the Fat One that you love to hate, catch you at your mother's wake
[01:05.67] Smack you then I wack you with my snub trey-eight
[01:07.62] I rub your face off the Earth and curse your family children
[01:10.12] Like Amityville drill the nerves in your cavity filling
[01:12.57] Insanity's building up pavilion in my civilian
[01:15.06] The cannon be the anarchy that humanity's dealing
[02:03.94] A villain without remorse, who's willing to out your boss
[02:04.46] Forever and take all the cheddar like child support
[02:05.41] I support Pun in anything he does, anything he loves
[02:05.86] My brother from another mother sent from the above
[02:06.58] A thug nigga just like me, one of the best -- might be
[02:07.16] Even better leaving niggas kneeling on they right knee
[02:07.75] Spike Lee couldn't paint a better picture
[02:08.23] You small change, I'm blowing out your brains getting richer
[02:08.74] Hit you with the Mac (Mac), smack your bitch, nigga what?
[02:09.30] You getting stuck, my trigger finger's itchy as a fuck!
[02:09.88] Trunk jewels (jewels), cruising in the Land, pumping 'Cash Rules'
[02:10.54] Last crew to want it caught a hundred trying to pass through
[02:11.09] That's true, so who the next to get it?
[02:11.44] TS is the best that did it (get it off your chest kid admit it)
[02:11.69] Here, and you don't stop!
[02:11.91] Twenty shot glock with the cop killer fill em to the top
[02:12.16] Yeah, and you don't stop!
[02:12.25] Joey Crack's the rock, and Big Pun keeps the guns cocked
[02:12.47] Yeah, and you don't stop!
[02:12.62] We'll make it hot nigga, what bring it I blow your whole spot
[02:12.75] Yeah, and you don't stop!
[02:12.94] It's still one-eight-seven on an undercover cop!
[02:13.12] Fuck the po-lice, I squeeze first, make em eat dirt
[02:13.34] Take em feet first through the morgue, then launch 'em in the T-bird
[02:13.50] The street's cursed, the first amendment's culturally biased
[02:13.60] Supposed to supply us with rights, tonight I hold my rosary
[02:13.81] Tight as I can, I'm one man against the world, just me and my girl
[02:14.72] Black Pearl Athena my sena who keeps it real
[02:14.93] You know the deal, we steal from the rich and keep it
[02:15.09] Peep it it's no secret, watch me and Joe go back and forth and freak it
[02:15.28] Creep with me, as I cruise in my Beemer
[02:15.38] All the kids in the ghetto call me Don Cartagena
[02:15.55] Kicking ass as I blast off heat, and
[02:15.61] You never see me talk to police, so
[02:15.84] You should know that I really don't care
[02:16.04] Pull you by the hair, slit your throat, and I'll leave you right there
[02:16.16] So beware it's rare that niggas want beef, Big Pun speak
[02:16.39] And let these motherfuckers know how we run the streets
[02:16.58] Fuck peace, I run the streets deep with no compassion, Puerto Ricans
[02:16.80] Keep your eyes open, sharp reflexes
[02:17.09] Three techses in the Jeep Lexus just in case police ask us
[02:17.26] Street professors, Terror Squad, ghetto scholars
[02:17.44] Fill the clips off, inflicts the fear of God when the metal hollers
[02:17.59] Better acknowledge or get knocked down until I'm locked and shot down
[02:17.79] Heather B couldn't make me put my Glock Down
[02:17.93] We lock towns like rounds in the chamber
[02:18.10] Boogie Down major like Nine, I bust mine
[02:18.36] Everytime plus I'm the crime boss of New York
[02:18.59] When we talk to walk the walk all my niggas carry chalk
[02:18.77] And stalk, I prey like The Predator, whoever want it
[02:18.99] Go and get it set it baby and I'm gonna bury you
[02:19.14] So remember the Squad that I'm repping
[02:19.30] I pull a clip for my weapon and Punish niggas till it's Armageddon
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From the album: Hip Hop Classics