Death on Mulberry [A Gift For Joey "G"]

Random song about my shiny, delicious friend Joe.

Lyrics:
Its a cold dark night in eastside Manhattan
Got my ginny t on and my new track jeeacket
Walkin with my peeps, couple girls nd guys
But little do they know I'm a G in disgusie
Oh fog, I mean mobster look at my dress shoes
Tonight is the night I almost got on the news
Let me tell you the story, this shit is so heavy
I almost went to jail on a street called Mulberry
The vendor wouldnt give us bargin on a shirt
But not on my streets, this is my foggin turf
That will be 22, ohgay how bout twenty one?
Then my boy said 15 and de man was stunned

Chorus:
Cuz its death on Mulberry, death on Mulberry
I'm happy right now, Vinny Vella popped my cherry
its death on Mulberry, death on Mulberry
Better hurry up nd take the Staten Island Ferry

Cuz its death on Mulberry, death on Mulberry
I'm happy right now, Vinny Vella popped my cherry
its death on Mulberry, death on Mulberry
Better hurry up nd take the Staten Island Ferry

Cuz its death on Mulberry, death on Mulberry
I'm happy right now, Vinny Vella popped my cherry
Cuz its death on Mulberry, death on Mulberry

Oh my gahhdd, I'm such a foggin german gudio
Singing all hail Hitler with my boys Joe N Vito
The next thing I know this bitch greeabed my hand
Good thing she did that or I'd be a changed man
She calmed me deeown nd said Joey change ya tone
Or the next thing you know you'll be down in rockroad
Oh my Gahdd, very true ohhgay im gonna be calmm
Oh, I'm a palm reader, let me go read your palms
Ahh long lines, looks like you'll have a long life
But not like the fogging vendor, he's dying tonight!
Pick up the can of pickaichu pinte...SAUCE
Cold as ice, mother fogger call me Jeeack Frost

Chorus:
Cuz its death on Mulberry, death on Mulberry
I'm happy right now, Vinny Vella popped my cherry
Cuz its death on Mulberry, death on Mulberry
Better hurry up nd take the Staten Island Ferry

Cuz its death on Mulberry, death on Mulberry
I'm happy right now, Vinny Vella popped my cherry
Cuz its death on Mulberry, death on Mulberry
Better hurry up nd take the Staten Island Ferry

Cuz its death on Mulberry, death on Mulberry
I'm happy right now, Vinny Vella popped my cherry
Cuz its death on Mulberry, death on Mulberry

I cover him in it and I start screaming and swinging
Oh fog my face huts, shit I think I'm bleeding
What the fuck? What de fuck? How am I not winning?
Ohgay, Joey G don't lose yourself neeoow
You can do anything, I mean you lost 80 pounds
This is true, very true but I thinks it time to run
Next time I'll be strapped with my bibi gun
I better watch my beack when I'm on these streets
At Any given moment I can fall like a leaf
Do unto others, as you'd have them do to you
Guess I better live my life by de golden rule
Joey G on the treack, now you best remember
I'm running from this man, I'll be back in December

Chorus:
Cuz its death on Mulberry, death on Mulberry
I'm happy right now, Vinny Vella popped my cherry
Cuz its death on Mulberry, death on Mulberry
Better hurry up nd take the Staten Island Ferry

Cuz its death on Mulberry, death on Mulberry
I'm happy right now, Vinny Vella popped my cherry
Cuz its death on Mulberry, death on Mulberry
Better hurry up nd take the Staten Island Ferry

Cuz its death on Mulberry, death on Mulberry
I'm happy right now, Vinny Vella popped my cherry
Cuz its death on Mulberry, death on Mulberry

Category:

Comedy

Tags:

• Joe
• Mulberry
• Street
• Freestyle
• Rap