If All Else Fails Lyrics - Mood Muzik 4 - Joe Budden

If all else fails, I'll get back to what I know 

Rachet for my foes, watching for it fallin take a stab at it was snow 

Long john jacket for the cold 

Some habits are hard to outgrow 

I work so hard you think the studio's my lodge inn 

If all else fails 

I don't have a doubt that I'd be back in that studio apartment 

Getting it in, closet size living room, and the kitchen's my den 

Playing lotto hoping numbers will save the day 

Back to price checking, back to layaways 

Since I ain't never hit nothing like a bad fadeaway 

Back to the corner, takin a bag of haze to face 

Basic flow, when I tried to get my cake to grow 

I hit the pawn shop and turn into Trader Joe 

Shiesty kid, yack ya jewels while they glistenin 

Snatch the hearing aid from a senior, while they're listening 

If all else fails, don't know where I'd be 

Scratch that, probably at home, nowhere to be 

Or probably fuckin a broad that, I treat like a floor mat 

Ugly enough to cover her face when the ? 

And that's a step down from my New York rat 

They ride it like a horse's back, with the horseback 

But it won't fail so if you try to rob the kid 

Banana clips by the bed will put a stop to it 

Nevermind that, first you gotta beat the guard 

I can change the channel on my tv and see my yard 

If it all failed, I'm ready for the sham 

Forging fake checks screamin "Catch Me If You Can" 

If all else fails, I'd be out pullin Jerz capers 

Knowing me I'd be best friends with my worst haters 

I'd be dustin off the AR or be behind state bars 

For jackin a bait car 

If all failed, I'd be back in them block cyphers 

Just to show these local niggas I'm a lot nicer 

Cause the less you succeed the more you loved for it 

While the more you achieve the more you snubbed for it 

If all else failed and my pockets were empty 

Everything I despised I'd probably envy 

Ignorant shit rappers floss that offends me 

Cause I wouldn't be able to attain it, it would tempt me 

Frontin' in my mans Maserati 

I might bag something with a modest body, from a college party 

Next morning hung over so she don't remember 

I'd deck my whole crib out from Rent-A-Center 

If all else failed and I didn't get a break yet 

I'd get unemployment while collecting a paycheck 

Would it mean I wasn't build for the bright lights 

Say goodbye to front row seats and fight night 

If it all failed I'd have a pretty common future 

From a Chart House nigga to a ramen noodler 

Would my girl say you no longer attract me 

Pack up all her shit and head south with an athlete 

My name would hold no wait so I'd lose the perks 

OD on Oxycontin, abuse the percs 

I'd be a felon getting my scriptures tatted on 

First 48 star getting ratted on 

If all else fails I wouldn't take precaution 

New hoopty every month would be my way of flossin 

And the crib would be an all night party 

With 6 baby moms that I Jet on like Lombardi 

Fantasizing the girls I coulda dated 

Pull the burner ? on the ones that coulda made it 

I'd be the only one that cared 

Am I just reciting my fears as they appear 

Shouldn't even put the idea in the air 

Cause it's not possible, let's make that clear BABY!