ترانه:
Joe Pace At The Cross

come There is room left for one At the cross, there is room just for you There is room at the cross for you There is room at the cross for you For you

is cuties rushing at me So I chose the one that I knew could roll Not one steady fumble on the skatin' floor Follow what the joe shootin' pass me like

Verse 1: Joe Budden] Look here, Look, look... I get a ghetto gospel Only right considerin' the ghetto was my hostile. Memory is gone, but I'm recallin' all through highschool Even at

niggaz that snitch, whoever shot at me? All up on my shit, pussies plottin three days to 'bout a week Wu-Syndicate, most hypnitated 'cross the E-N-T Entire

no it's not H to the Izzo But I push buttons like Jay shoulda did Joe Peoples choice the voice of my time With Royce Da 5'9", we boys at night shine I

no it's not H to the Izzo But I push buttons like Jay shoulda did Joe Peoples choice the voice of my time With Royce Da 5'9", we boys at night shine I