Stained Lyrics - Mood Muzik, Vol. 2 - Joe Budden

DJ On Point] The name of this shit right here is called Stained 

[Sample- Staind: Outside] 

I'm on the outside and I'm looking in 

I can see through you, see your true colours 

Inside you're ugly, ugly like me 

I can see through you, see through the real you 

[Joe Budden] 

Lemme talk to them real quick 

It's, it's, it's what? It's that On Top music 

Niggaz said the only cat I cared about is myself 

When shit's thick, don't nobody's whereabouts but myself 

When you're faced with it all and your back's against the wall 

You'll be listenin' but all you hear about is yourself 

Tell me what you supposed to do when yourself ain't reliable 

You're lookin' in the mirror but yourself ain't desirable 

Need another nigga besides yourself on the side of you 

Can't listen to yourself, all he do is lie to you 

Now tell me who's supposed to have your best intrest 

When shit ain't lookin' up, you start havin' less intrest 

Tryin' to leave the hood but the slugs keep commin' 

Keep chasin' the buck but the buck keep runnin' 

I don't trust nobody, I don't love nobody 

I don't fuck with nobody but me, I can't lose 

No moves'll be funny and I never let myself down 

How so? I don't expect too much from me 

[Sample] 

I'm everything the hip hop critics try and _____ 

Got no problem bringin' out the shit hip hop hides 

So I do the club shit for the blind, they can't see 

You write some substance and sometimes they can't read 

Needle in the haystack, hidden jewel the most 

So fly, down to earth, he's so cool to most 

A regular hood nigga with he's two the most 

And he's so smart, he's stupid. Still a fool to most 

Tell me how could somebody so sane, be so off 

So normal, he's not. It's so strange, he's so lost 

And you're lookin' for someone to blame, there's no fault 

Now you're feelin' all this pain, there's no source 

Eyes open, I can't blink right now, I can't think right now 

Bartender, I need a drink right now 

Pen movin' but there's not enough ink right now 

Not a ship you can't sink right now 

[Sample] 

T-shirt filthy nigga, eyes lookin' like a guilty nigga 

Beard look like he's a Philly nigga 

Fistball like somebody tryna steal me nigga 

I pour my heart out on wax, you gotta feel me nigga 

And no over the counter that can heal me nigga 

Gun cocked like there's some nigga tryna kill me nigga 

And try whatever it is you tryna deal me nigga 

'Lest they got some new shit that might grill me nigga 

I pull out like break me off, peel me nigga 

The games short like I owe you, bill me nigga 

Unless you're a thick bitch that might appeal to me nigga 

Naw don't beat me down, don't drill me nigga 

I'm like really nigga, I'm too ill to these niggaz 

How long you think this games gonna conceal me nigga 

Even if I don't scan a few milly my nigga 

I fell and I got up and I'm still me nigga 

[Talking] 

It's, it's, it's what? It's that On Top music