[Intro/Chorus: repeat 2X]. I hate why'all duuuuuuudes. That get real life and rap confuuuuuuused. Don't get it fucked up, and don't get shoooot. Tryin to be somethin you're nooooot.
Say blood, heh-heh, what's happening?. What you mean blood? I got what you need (Pusha man nigga!). Go around this corner with me real quick (ohh!). (Fuck you thought?) Oh shit, watch out for thug (Pusha man).
Mami, dude you love dick, caress and rub dick. Love street niggas, love a thug dick. But you don't look like you gettin' enough dick. But do you fuck in public and suck dick.
Pray for me, need y'all to just pray for me. Pray for me, somebody just pray for me. Somebody pray for me, need y'all to just pray for me. Somebody pray for me, need y'all to just pray for me.
Our first again. Our first again. Our first again. . Our first again. Our first again. . Our first again. Our first again. Our first again. . Our first again, our first again.
Tell me how long are we suppose to act like this?. We won't never get on track like this. How can I ever tell you how I feel if you react like this?. You call me over here to talk not get attacked like this.
Tell me how long are we suppose to act like this?. We won't never get on track like this. How can I ever tell you how I feel if you react like this?. You call me over here to talk not get attacked like this.
Tell me how long are we suppose to act like this?. We won't never get on track like this. How can I ever tell you how I feel if you react like this?. You call me over here to talk not get attacked like this.
Joey!. Let's go back in the days before your present. Back when it was a little more pleasent. Before I knew this rap shit would ever lure me in. Let's go back like Mike Fox in the Delorean.
Mic check, mic check 1-2 1-2. Made a lot of mishaps, lot of mistakes, lot of missteps. Grown shit though, is when you can recognize that. And I recognize that, and real recognize that.
The alternate route is a long one. But ultimately, in the end, it gets you to the same exact destination. Yes sir, the journey's been long. And the wins have been short.
Look, look. These niggas lied to me way back,. Said this was where my buck stop. Ridin' right by in my fly shit. These niggas still at that bus stop,.
Whoahhhhhhhhh, whoa. Ladies and gentlemen, you now rockin with the best. (Geah) Jersey City, stand up. Patterson, stand up. Off top.. Just Blaze!. . [Joe Budden].
Uh, I got bitches on my dick, I don't want 'em there.. Closet full of brand names, I don't wanna wear.. Everybody got advice that I don't wanna hear, world in ya palm,.
Uh, I got bitches on my dick, I don't want 'em there.. Closet full of brand names, I don't wanna wear.. Everybody got advice that I don't wanna hear, world in ya palm,.
[Intro]. Salutation, Joe Budden here (WOO!). I be your host tonight for this evening, you know (WOO!!!). Dubb be with the banger, Webb, Nitty, holla (WOO!!!).
[Intro]. Uh huh, yeah. Uh huh, yeah. Oh no (louder) oh no (louder). Uh huh, uh huh. . [Chorus]. (Drop drop) - my homies that ride chromies let it. (Pop pop) - at the bar Budden them bottles and them.
[Intro]. Calm down... calm down.... Baby just calm down.... (Calm down...). She use to tell me to... calm down.... Moms use to tell me to... calm down....
Yeah the world famous DJ Clue desert storm. Jump off Joe Buddens on top. This go out to all my niggas. You ain't gotta chain but you got a. Mean muthafuckin' wrist game.
See what I'ma do is, like.... I just kinda want to be able to, you know.... Smoke by myself,. Without kinda being bothered by what a motherfucker had to ?.