Fat Joe (born Joseph Cartagena on August 19, 1970) is a American rapper of … Read Full Bio ↴Fat Joe (born Joseph Cartagena on August 19, 1970) is a American rapper of Puerto Rican and Cuban heritage. Born and brought up in the Bronx, Joe was popular in the large underground hip hop scene during the early and mid-1990s. During this period, Joe was affiliated with KRS-One — there are pictures online at KRS-One's Temple of Hiphop site showing the pair drawing graffiti ("bombing") together. He is also the most widely known member of the D.I.T.C. Crew (the "Digging in the Crates Crew"), along with smaller hip-hoppers such as Diamond D, Lord Finesse, O.C., A.G., Buckwild, occasional member Big L (deceased), and Big Pun (deceased). The title of the group refers to DJs who "dig in the crates" of used record stores to find rare or novel records with "breaks" that they could use as fat beats for production or in performances. Fat Joe has flirted with gaining mass recognition in the mainstream American music scene, most prominently in his massive cameos on songs by artists such as Jennifer Lopez.
Fat Joe's first single off his eleventh album is, "Another Round," a collaboration with Chris Brown. The Another Round Songfacts reports that it was his first Hot 100 hit for four years.
Fat Joe has also had major beef with his ex TS Crew member Cuban Linkz who was a part of Fat Joe TS Crew until they had a disagreement about money royalties and the pair had a fight and Fat Joe knifed Cuban Linkz on the side of his face. The beef has quiet down now but they are no longer friends and nor do they speak to each other.
Fat Joe's first single off his eleventh album is, "Another Round," a collaboration with Chris Brown. The Another Round Songfacts reports that it was his first Hot 100 hit for four years.
Fat Joe has also had major beef with his ex TS Crew member Cuban Linkz who was a part of Fat Joe TS Crew until they had a disagreement about money royalties and the pair had a fight and Fat Joe knifed Cuban Linkz on the side of his face. The beef has quiet down now but they are no longer friends and nor do they speak to each other.
Wishful Thinking
Fat Joe Lyrics
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What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?
Once you rule the world, every girl will wanna be with you
First, I get the money, then I get the power
B-Real love to kill, eliminatin' the cops
Think I'll jump on a plane
And take a flight out to the Red Light
And smuggle ten pounds of weed
Make it home tonight
Be the number one smuggler in the area
Got enough weight to fill up and aircraft carrier
Herb slanger, Hustler Incorporated
State to state and overseas gettin' faded
The Buddha king, seen the green grow tall
I'm bringing it all right back home to y'all
Many different strains of herb in my brain
I'm slippin' through customs in my hydro plane
Skunk and the one Chocolate Thai bud
Niggas, let's get high in the sky, hit the blunts
And the bongs, fill up the lungs, niggas, don't stop
Fools get sprung when they get too smoked off the crops
I give props for all the soldiers in the war
Yo, what would you do if the world was yours?
Ayo, what would you do if you could do the unbelievable?
Once you rule the world, every girl will wanna be with you
First, I get the money, then I get the power
Joey Crack twistin' caps, enemies I devour
It was only a dream, sixteen battin' Beamers and Benz's
Lyin' pendants with diamonds ill as lacin' the a face with a vengeance
Havin' blocks on in the livest parts known
By mankind with crime is how you shine if you can't rhyme
Dime droppers will give your fed time, if you sleep
But my mistake will be masterin' heat on city streets
And in the east, I be known as Don Cartegena
Claimin' the throne like Calderon in this heron arena
Lacin' the china with Menida
This felony repeater will be a leader
Like your preacher but so much deeper
Peep the shit that I be on, sippin' Don
Until I'm drunk with a million in my trunk like Nicky Barnes
Come on, I be the top extortionist
Adopt a dozen foster kids right out the mothafuckin' orphanage
Yeah, I do it for the youth, I'm livin' proof
All my peeps on the streets know I speak the truth
What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?
Once you rule the world, every girl will wanna be with you
First you get the money, then you get the power
G Rap bustin' the gats and slangin' last by the hour
No doubt
I be the crime story of all ghetto territories
Soldiers at war be blowin' up niggas like glory
With pharmaceutical laboratories
Majored in chemistry, PHD in streetology
Degree in drug industry
Combinin' H2O with matter from crack batter
Residue molecules scatter
Launchin' rockets to make the pocket fatter
Mind brighter than Einstein's for crime
G equals and MC that ain't near the square, son, I gets mine
But yo, the kill will fill with force fields and shields
And holy steel, a nigga keep it real
You know the deal, if the stakes ain't too high for me to grab it
I got's to have it, stack all the cabbage
From conductin' a drug traffic
Police'll chain me and try to find a new pot to frame me in
They rein me in so I resort to evil thoughts like Damien
Display my fury to the D.A and the jury
One hundred grand, the judge's hammer slams, I'm a free man
What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?
Once you rule the world, every girl will wanna be with you
Once you get the money, and then you get the power
Big Pun's the same, son, bustin' my guns for the dollars
Yo, I'd walk on water, spit fire and shit Häagen-Dazs
Idolize no man like Conan and stand beside the gods
Be larger than life, twice as nice as your idol
Pump you with pride, then guide you straight to hell like the Bible
I'm liable to start manipulatin' minds, infiltrate and climb
Out the pitfalls of life, entice with nickel-plated nine
It seems every time I dream, I'm in a nightmare
I fiend to live in a world where mothers and queens of men would fight fair (hell yeah)
I wish I could, I wish I could
Never forget this whole damn world ain't shit, not just the hood
Yo, I'd change my life, make my wife forget the tears from the pain
And physical abuse
Give her back her best years
Grab my chest hairs, pound my fist on the hard cement
Spark the scent, and cloud the sky to my heart's content
Repent, if thou shall be forgiven
How could we be proud to live in a world which condemns man, child, and women?
Child and women
Once you rule the world, every girl will wanna be with you
First, I get the money, then I get the power
B-Real love to kill, eliminatin' the cops
Think I'll jump on a plane
And take a flight out to the Red Light
And smuggle ten pounds of weed
Be the number one smuggler in the area
Got enough weight to fill up and aircraft carrier
Herb slanger, Hustler Incorporated
State to state and overseas gettin' faded
The Buddha king, seen the green grow tall
I'm bringing it all right back home to y'all
Many different strains of herb in my brain
I'm slippin' through customs in my hydro plane
Skunk and the one Chocolate Thai bud
Niggas, let's get high in the sky, hit the blunts
And the bongs, fill up the lungs, niggas, don't stop
Fools get sprung when they get too smoked off the crops
I give props for all the soldiers in the war
Yo, what would you do if the world was yours?
Ayo, what would you do if you could do the unbelievable?
Once you rule the world, every girl will wanna be with you
First, I get the money, then I get the power
Joey Crack twistin' caps, enemies I devour
It was only a dream, sixteen battin' Beamers and Benz's
Lyin' pendants with diamonds ill as lacin' the a face with a vengeance
Havin' blocks on in the livest parts known
By mankind with crime is how you shine if you can't rhyme
Dime droppers will give your fed time, if you sleep
But my mistake will be masterin' heat on city streets
And in the east, I be known as Don Cartegena
Claimin' the throne like Calderon in this heron arena
Lacin' the china with Menida
This felony repeater will be a leader
Like your preacher but so much deeper
Peep the shit that I be on, sippin' Don
Until I'm drunk with a million in my trunk like Nicky Barnes
Come on, I be the top extortionist
Adopt a dozen foster kids right out the mothafuckin' orphanage
Yeah, I do it for the youth, I'm livin' proof
All my peeps on the streets know I speak the truth
What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?
Once you rule the world, every girl will wanna be with you
First you get the money, then you get the power
G Rap bustin' the gats and slangin' last by the hour
No doubt
I be the crime story of all ghetto territories
Soldiers at war be blowin' up niggas like glory
With pharmaceutical laboratories
Majored in chemistry, PHD in streetology
Degree in drug industry
Combinin' H2O with matter from crack batter
Residue molecules scatter
Launchin' rockets to make the pocket fatter
Mind brighter than Einstein's for crime
G equals and MC that ain't near the square, son, I gets mine
But yo, the kill will fill with force fields and shields
And holy steel, a nigga keep it real
You know the deal, if the stakes ain't too high for me to grab it
I got's to have it, stack all the cabbage
From conductin' a drug traffic
Police'll chain me and try to find a new pot to frame me in
They rein me in so I resort to evil thoughts like Damien
Display my fury to the D.A and the jury
One hundred grand, the judge's hammer slams, I'm a free man
What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?
Once you rule the world, every girl will wanna be with you
Once you get the money, and then you get the power
Big Pun's the same, son, bustin' my guns for the dollars
Yo, I'd walk on water, spit fire and shit Häagen-Dazs
Idolize no man like Conan and stand beside the gods
Be larger than life, twice as nice as your idol
Pump you with pride, then guide you straight to hell like the Bible
I'm liable to start manipulatin' minds, infiltrate and climb
Out the pitfalls of life, entice with nickel-plated nine
It seems every time I dream, I'm in a nightmare
I fiend to live in a world where mothers and queens of men would fight fair (hell yeah)
I wish I could, I wish I could
Never forget this whole damn world ain't shit, not just the hood
Yo, I'd change my life, make my wife forget the tears from the pain
And physical abuse
Give her back her best years
Grab my chest hairs, pound my fist on the hard cement
Spark the scent, and cloud the sky to my heart's content
Repent, if thou shall be forgiven
How could we be proud to live in a world which condemns man, child, and women?
Child and women
The lyrics to "Wishful Thinking" by Fat Joe depict a fantasy scenario in which the singer imagines what they would do if they had the power and wealth to rule the world. The lyrics paint a picture of indulgence and rebellion, with references to smuggling weed, evading authorities, and living a lavish lifestyle. The song expresses a desire for control and dominance, with the singer relishing in the thought of being feared and respected.
The first verse talks about smuggling large amounts of weed and becoming the top smuggler in the area. It highlights the singer's ability to travel freely and evade detection, showcasing their confidence and skill. The second verse explores the idea of attaining power through illegal activities, with references to being a top extortionist and adopting foster kids from orphanages. The lyrics suggest a sense of pride and accomplishment in their criminal exploits. The third verse continues this theme of criminality, with mentions of blowing up rivals and having expertise in chemistry and drug manufacturing. The lyrics reveal a willingness to resort to violence and manipulation in order to achieve their goals.
Overall, "Wishful Thinking" portrays a fantasy of ultimate power and control, with the singer relishing in the indulgence and rebellion that come with it. It reflects a desire to live outside the confines of societal norms and regulations, and to revel in the freedom that money and power can bring.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Joseph Cartagena, Christopher Rios, Rodney Lemay, Louis Freese, Nathaniel Thomas Wilson
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