Un4given Lyrics - Mood Muzik 3: The Album - Joe Budden

[Chorus - Metallica Sample] 

What I've felt 

what I've known 

never shined through in what I've shown 

never be 

never see 

won't see what might have been 

what I've felt 

what I've known 

never shined through in what I've shown 

never free 

never me 

so I dub thee unforgiven 

[Verse 1] 

Lets talk about the struggle, lets talk about the pain 

Some people say they love you, but that don't mean a thang 

Some folks is so naive, not me.. I go insane 

Some people dap you, they hug you.. they do it all in vain 

That's my depression talking.. maybe it's really real 

Maybe them doctors was right, and maybe I'm really ill 

See I can't really chill.. without feeling the guilt of me 

Stealing these pills ... 

Is anybody feeling me still? 

(Shit) except for the hood.. nobody told me, I ever couldn't 

Instead, I pushed.. back when they told me I never would 

Looking at me, like I was just a crook 

I express the hood, and what I see on the daily 

My scenery daily.... 

Task force.. B & E's daily 

A task y'all.. being me daily 

They want to put, 3 in me nail me 

This is stuff, you only read on The Daily 

Had product, but ain't supply it then.. 

High off more than weed..so the product just got me higher than.. 

Product of my environment 

Look-at-where-they-put-me.. and look where they telling me I gotta be 

Stop and see, the robberies ..the poverty.. 

Naw fam, its not for me.. 

Its got to be, an opt atleast 

Without-dudes-gettin'-chased-by police 

So they gave us film, sport.. and the gift to make a hot CD 

Back to the wall, against the ropes.. 

Nothings believable, feezable.. they don't believe in you 

You've been verbally beaten to... 

A pulse, so the result to you think nothing is reachable 

Reasonable, I tell you dreams come true 

Yeah haters, even YOU! 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 2] 

Now take your hands, and wave 'em high 

They told me I can't, but I said "why?!" 

Like, fuck it, I'll try... 

NOT fuck it and die.. 

See, this is real emotion we deal wit' 

Often, and don't reveal it.. 

Often we stuff it inside, but I'm like fuck it.. lets ride.. 

I-- do what I do, because I do what I do what I feel 

THEY-- do what they do, in hopes of what they do.. they appeal 

They got a image, and a persona that they gotta fill 

That they better do, for revenue.. so labels will be thrilled 

Kind-of-feel like a wanted man... 

I can't talk to folk, cause when I ask 'em to trust me 

All-they-wanna-do-is-judge-me 

I'm feeling like they don't understand 

(I'm) feeling like ain't too many people friendly 

I feel like ain't too many people are what they pretend to be 

Cause I'm in that zone, when I feel alone 

Like everybody is against me 

I just feel like I'm worst enemy 

And naw, its not a cry for no sympathy 

I'm just thinkin' outloud, to a crowd-- I'm just tryna figure out some remedy 

Almost like every lesson, almost like every jewel, every tool.. 

That's ever been lent to me.. 

For the moment, is gone.. 

I'm like a new born.. 

I feel like a man wit' no memory.. 

Slow it down for a second, make sure I'm not losing you.. 

Or confusing you, I'm delusional 

Ever you never been there, then you have no idea what illusions do.. 

Through and through, I'm hoping none of these signs aren't vital.. 

Or none of these rhymes.. inside the recital.. 

Why do it mean, I'm suicidal? 

I'm ain't that Houston dude... 

But-- I'm a MANIAC! 

Don't get over, drunk or sober.. 

This the same way I'd act.. 

And I'm strivin' to pull together.. 

But atleast until these voices inside of me.. 

Go forever, be aloft- I'm liable to do whatever.. (c'mon!) 

[Chorus x2]