THIRD:


I take the road less traveled/ see me walk in the mud/
Call me Hurricane Sandy, how I'm causing a flood/
covered in blood/ it's funny cuz it's none of my own/
it comes from dummies who would have the nerve to come in my home/ call me Forrest Gump/ I started out runnin alone/
now I got the world behind me and the sun on my dome/
I'm out to take the crown/ just to put my sons on the throne/
I've built a legacy/ to leave it all for them when they're grown/
I've written these poems/ so they can have me there when I'm gone/
my words will live on/ and ill be looking out from beyond/
while I'm here/ I'm ensuring my impression will last/
because my sons will never learn these type of lessons in class/
it's all math/
I'm adding up my numbers in cash/
moving forward but I always will remember my past//
see,
I don't know about yours but mines dirty/ break laws and never make it court by 9:30/
rhymes worthy of a place in the charts/
but I'd rather have my words find a place in the hearts/ of real fans who appreciate the placement of art/
like a renovation team/ cuz I'm known to rip a basement apart/
then I start fresh/
razor sharp words that'll scar flesh/
stress has got me on the precipice of hitting armed theft//
if I need it then I'm taking it/ by any means necessary/ me and mines is making it/
can't respect the law if the ones in charge are breaking it/ we need come together let EM know that we ain't taking this!/
sick of big brother watching every time I take a piss,
sick of politicians telling lies/
I should make a list/ ...
I take risks like Snake Pliskin/ tryna keep a safe distance/ from state prison/ formally known as Joe Pimpin'/ cuz I'm known for stabbing women like Orenthal Simpson//
If you could take a glimpse in my head/ you'd see that you can find truth in everything that I said/
Id rather walk the walk than talk about the path that I tread/ I'm the type to let my actions do the talking instead//
... so for the people that know Joe/
they know that any opposition shown is a no NO/
I weigh my ounces out to Venti-Ocho/
and did the type of dirt that you don't wash off with GoJo/
Joe - 3 is an OG/ you ain't the man you used to be? Blame it on low T/
you should act like you know me/ or you'll end up in the earth/ 80 inches below me.../
and that's a little over 6 feet/ taking out these birds/ for the shit that they tweet/
shit ain't sweet/ I'm quick to swing, splitting your beak/
when your face and the edges of my fist bones meet/
... Plus I keep 2 blades/ for cats who wanna face me/
step, and your catching 2 points/ like a safety/
before you try to be hasty/ decide how you wanna try to get home safely//
I eat MC's like a rough puff pastry/
flakey soft suckers must be bat shit crazy/
To think a rapper can phase me/
these little shits just play BIG like Gravy...
"Baby-baby"/ always rip it like Notorious/
special operations cuz this bastard is inglorious/
so for those living life with NO honor/
I'll lock you in the booth and burn it Down like Sho-shana//
you don't want no drama/ cuz I'm known to swing harder/ than the old Bronx Bombers/
Lu Gherig to the dome will cause more than head trauma/
if you getting in my way of going FORWARD like Obama/ ...
I do my best to keep my books in tact/ no looking back/ retire me in Cooperstown/ a legend with the wooden bat/
this is excellence your looking at/ Indian giver on the track/ cuz I take it back/
I react like a mad barbarian/ who can't be burned/
like Denerise Targerian/
... If my glass is half full/ I need a bigger cup/ my mic is like the hammer of Thor, you CAN'T pick it up/
... I drop bars like a cell phone dead zone/
quick to carve my name in ya headstone/ I'm well known/
The Roman numeral 3/
when you see it/ go ahead and just assume that it's me/
See,
You get the feeling when I'm tearing a verse down/ my competition couldn't even last through the first round/
...They got a lot to say/ but when I see EM in the street/
they sweets makers after Easter/
they wouldn't make a PEEP/
MC's swearing that their fly in some worn out Phat Farm/
Im whole foods fresh/ with my New York cap on/
cats wanna fight/ then I'm gettin my scrap on/ I'm NICE,
but I'm a street fighter TOO...
no CapCom/