Joe Budden

Joe Budden - Old School Mouse songtekst

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You now listenin to a different type of boss 

Abstract, they cut him from a different type of clothe 

Jers say that mouths want a different type of soft 

Only started when I was lookin at different type of lofts 

Told em, I'm a don, show me somethin with a pool next 

I need four bathrooms, it ain't gotta be a duplex 

White tee, boots yes, see 'em in a suit next 

Or somethin European shirt lookin like a two X 

Runnin for the ball like I'm Plaxico Burress 

Or in Cancun breakin a back on a brunette 

Gimmicks down pat like they rehearse that much 

I don't response to a sublime, it ain't hurt that much 

Yea I scream out Jers that much 

Cause these other dudes fightin for New York like it's worth that much 

And these sitcom niggaz caress and hold bitches 

To them they 'golden girls', to me, they old bitches 

Chicks lookin at G-Ucons lookin to cheat you 

Owe a nigga money, you know he lookin to see you! 

Niggaz lookin to beat you 

Fiend treat the hood like its Saw part two, cause they just lookin for needles 

I wake up grateful that I'm breathin first 

Cause dudes'll kill you, they don't need a reason first! 

These niggaz'll still hit em 

They know the hood is too poor to hire CSI, and Gil Grissom 

Nowadays, gotta keep a blue steel wit em 

I know about snakes, cause I used to deal wit em 

Used to give my heart, used to rob, steal, wit em 

Let 'em meet mom, share my last meal wit em 

To rap now, you ain't gotta have skill wit em 

Just appeal...witta lil bit a' rhythm 

A dude has that and ready to attack y'all 

You gotta kiss ass or else you get blackballed 

If you don't like niggaz, still give 'em dap y'all 

I swear to God this hip hop shit is a trap y'all 

I don't even remember how I used to act y'all 

Something wrong wit the math, I know I can add y'all 

I came out screamin Desert Storm everyday 

And soon as I stop, he don't wanna play 

Stacks sayin what you did for Clue, shit I just laced it 

I didn't even know that dude was doin his tape, shiiiitt 

He don't want the fame no more, its fuckin wit me 

Don't hear Reasonable Doubt the same more 

I can't listen to Blueprint (Naaw!) 

Got a resentment toward Hov, tryin to hate on em, throwin in my two cent 

They say don't bite the hand that feeds you 

Even if I wanted to, I can't, no teeth to 

Don't get me wrong, I still got love for Clue and Hov 

But they both rich, so what that gotta do wit Joe?! 

I gotta bring home food for Joe...Trey that is... 

Like, fuck why I say that shit?! 

See, girl why you take that shit, but it's just how I feel, so naw, don't erase 

that shit 

Child supports a bitch, but I take care of mine 

But the Lord just say I ain't there for mine 

And the judge I look at (what about?) 

Don't wanna hear, nor do he understand that things got pushed back 

I'm sittin here with all this anger, stop me 

He's like what about this thing called a Gangsta Party? 

Must think I live life like it's a Gangsta Party! 

I'm 10 seconds away from a gangsta robbery, nigga!! 

No four leaf clover, I can't luck up 

Feel like removin the seeds and gettin fucked up 

Feelin quick temper, somebody bound to get fucked up 

I feel like everyone around me's a fuck up 

Ratchet on me, I'm screamin out What What 

Bout to live life like my last buck's up 

I ain't got time to run around stuck up 

Not when I just seen a group of niggaz gettin stuck up 

So you damn right, I'm on my grind 

Look like some shit is on my mind niggaz 

Need to talk, but nobody to turn to 

So I go to horoscopes in the Jersey Journal 

It's always somethin bad, I don't know why I read it 

Then I play it off, its fake, I don't believe it! 

Smoking like two packs a day 

Still got about five cartridges stashed away 

And that's just were I'm at today 

I'll be in a better place if I just pass away (Sike!) 

Just hop in the casket and lay 

That's old school mouse, move on, put the past away
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