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#153,788 today
Peak #1,119
#96,070 in subgenre
Peak #597
Author
DC
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2004 dialekt productions
Uploaded
March 20, 2004
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Story behind the song
I wanted to write a story with part of myself in it but not entirely me
Lyrics
The story of a young boy called Joe,
Alone on the streets and didn’t know what to do,
Lost in his mind, couldn’t feel the flow,
Lost in the world, didn’t know where to go,
His mother left him on the curb, and left in stride
He was given to a rich family but there he wouldn’t ride,
There he wouldn’t fly, by their rules he couldn’t abide,
Its on the streets he would live n die
Here we go, here we go,
Ready for a heartbreaker? Don’t think so,
If you haven’t heard one before, now you’ll know, the story of little joe,
Little boy who tried to stay on the low,
Joe’s mother left him on the street to die, an officer picked him up and gave him ride,
But for that he wishes all the cops would die, he dreamt of that day all his fuckin life,
He didn’t know but his mother cried, All she heard were his screams at night,
Joe was a little boy lookin for the light,
Pain was nuthin new, something he always felt
All his life he delt, with pain and misery,
He carried his banner with stealth, fuck you and fuck the police,
Joes holdin on, it’s a wild ride,
He wished everyone would die
Joe was doin fine, alone on the streets at the age of nine,
He had just run from his foster home,
From them he took out an extended loan,
Actually he robbed those bitches, those snitches,
Motherfuckin critics, he already wrote down some lyrics,
To say how much he hated them and how he had no fear,
But it was just a lie, everyone is afraid to die,
At anytime joes ready to pull his knife
Joe is goin to the dealer to get his first nine,
Joes gonna make a hit, take his first life,
You heard about the struggle, joe lived in strife.
Some cat on the street was talking shit, joe just didn’t listen and sit,
He went up to this motherfucker in a fuckin fit,
What the fuck you say? You wanna die today?
Held the nine in his face, said he was a fuckin disgrace,
Said if he wanted to live he would say sorry,
He did, but joe pulled the trigger and it was the end of the story
Joe lived on the streets, bathed in blood and glory,
Soon the word spread all his enemies were dead,
And from their fear joes thirst was fed,
To kill more, to steal more, to be more,
Be better than this, joes mind was lit,
Burning inside, his last hit would be the end to his life.
On the streetz joe would live n die.
Joe picked his victim well, the government officer his fate all could tell,
The anger in joe are expressed in words u just cant tell spell,
I can tell u this, he gave em hell,
Watched as the lead blew thru the Teflon, didn’t think for a sec what he did was wrong,
However, as it blew thru the mans vest, penetrated thru hit a women in the chest,
Joe just ran he didn’t care, after all joe was never scared,
He watched on the tv, followed the story,
Its was bathed in blood and it was gory,
They couldn’t show the images on the television, he couldn’t rest,
They began to show the woman and her words in her dying breath,
She loved her boy joe, even if he didn’t know,
Joe was only eleven, joe knew his mother was up in heaven,
Joe wanted to meet his mother bad u can tell, sadly he knew if he killed himself
He’d end up in hell
