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    My Prerogative

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    My Prerogative
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    By Fat Joe

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      Lyrics for Fat Joe - "My Prerogative"

      [Featuring Armageddon]

      [Armageddon]

      Yo yea yea

      T.S. T.S.

      Armageddon Terror Squad

      It's my world (uhh)

      It's my world (uhh)

      What?

      Check this out yo

      It's my life it's my world my prerogative

      to push things and chase girls who dress provacative

      Terror Squad lock ice ? than Yugoslavians

      Run up in your building bust locks and pull the lobby in

      Find me in the titty bars pollyin with Mafians

      Got drunk and did somethin, now I'm hardly in the party and

      check the book in my Cardigan, it's sort of like my guardian

      Bless you with a halo and wings, on your back origin

      Armageddon bring the gates of heaven and bring the horror in

      Burnin last testaments, sinnin where all the garbage went

      Dominant, pull out the nine and spit, murder anonymous

      The finest bitch couldn't make me make monogamous promises

      First ? bitch, movin guns out of Providence

      Stackin paper like novelists, complicated like calculus

      Raps are marvelous, it's like I been here before

      Niggaz is actin up, but we ain't gettin frisked at the door, uhh

      Chorus: repeat 2X

      It's my life, it's my world, my prerogative

      to push things and chase girls who dress provacative

      Terror Squad, bottom line is we be rockin it

      The first stages of Armageddon and ain't no stoppin this

      My beats, my rhymes, join forces and form the hammer lock

      Trample box from Babylon to Camelot I turn sand to rock

      Slim's my man to heart, though he like to keep me amped a lot

      Your girl's ample hot, man I love the way she handle cock

      Blazin since the sample dropped, never will the glamour stop

      Claimin that you're vandal all you seen is roman candles pop

      Turn the hands on clocks and blow you back to your essence

      Then I'll go back in time and stomp your ass back to the present

      Packin the Wesson, actin unpleasant, Terror Squad shot on your

      presence

      We handle our blessings, just lay us where the baddest is resting

      Took this rap game, molded and mastered it

      Blast my shit, this song shames, any records played after it

      Bag the fattest whips with passengers that'll flip

      and piss on your body after blowin your lungs out the back of it

      Activists with guns, bring forth my arrival

      Armageddon's now, forget about the words in the Bible

      Chorus 2X

      SONGWRITERS:
      GRIFFIN, GENE/RILEY, TEDDY/BROWN, BOBBY /
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