Artist: Joe Mafia Album: This One Song: Showtime Typed by: Cno Evil [Chorus: Joe Mafia] It's showtime with a man, yo, give it up Live byes with the kid, G, live it up Ice work, make the shit hurt, glittered up Either frontline or red shirt, hit 'em up Watch all, trust none, pop that clip Clock that chick, nigga, rock that shit Watch all, trust none, pop that clip Clock that chick, nigga, rock that shit [Joe Mafia] Network, get work, touch bases, connect Nah why for wreck, Fly Ty on the stretch Fake cats Moet, bent over on the top Rapid fire will spit, crash ya click, eject Your gas line of your met, live or die concept Prize down the whole set, playing Russian roulette Staying home with Coulette, put this in the pine wrecks Watch ya pop wallet, bang 'em all in the head Where gatter lockers dead, common wealth is fed We set it off by itself, they don't give a percent We get locked to dead, run the clock movement How the box and apocalypse move unit Time hold your shit, know the DVD pit And the nicks with chicks, line sticks and licks With tons of hits on vicks, Maf' spit hotness Eat legit off this, cop only hot shit [Chorus] [Joe Mafia] For all the minds that's locked up with mad time Get barred up in the club, and scrape dimes V.I.P. on the list, and skip line Middle finger the bouncers, and want times DT's up on the joint, we part time Momma look right in Prada and in Kline Tomorrow right back on the grind, two hot nines Brand new package to rock on Slot Time Blow to the dred, for 'dro and brought lah Set it up in shadows, dumb live and high At the party, look, puento, five or five Lobster, Hennessey, Bacardi lime Bell ringers that got pies and ring times Hogtie a nigga to swine and front live [Chorus] [Joe Mafia] Did his time, executive produce, it's me Courtesy Napoleon and Myalansky Victory aligned, playing no games G I've been behind the scene and seen all the main G For biting ass niggas and corny ass MC's I seen the lies in this, I had to switch up the steeze Brand new the script, new whips and more cheese Export works, to twerk, flooding on the speeds Laundrymat rappers, is on officially You might as well speedball to get an iller D With felonies, I sprayed that case to mystery The co-defendants gotta get missing, it's all plain It's all cream involved in this, and plus we all team So if one of us blow trial, we all bleed One family, reginent NT Mind get mine on the T-O-P [Chorus]