I always respected Fat Joe from his diggin' in the crate days. While many secretly thought the highlight of his career came and gone, coupled with his on-going beef with Fiddy would diminish his rep, he finally returns with a monster hit.
Drop A Body is on repeat in the car, office and ipad.
Fat Joe's lyrical dexterity is on steroids, when he raps:
"And recognize a don when you're in his presence/ and ask Bishop Eddie Long if thugs go to heaven..."
"Crime sagas from an entrepreneur of white powder/ distributed clean at night hours
Purchasing fire arms, praying God forgive us/
But thank god for money and the pussy that they bring us/..."