(feat. Crooked I)





[Joe Budden - Verse 1:]

I broke down a while ago

finally picking up the pieces

Memoirs of how the undefeated

Can feel depleted

I dont talk to God as a matter of fact I plead with

At times I hate my reflection and others I’m conceited

half the time I’m arrogant other times I’m vengeful

at times it’s to convince me, at times it’s to convince you

done a lot of wrong but I aint never felt resentful

its been so many times I’ve lost track of who to repent to

half the time I’m in the cut

dont want you to notice me

roll with me and you’ll see that I’m only awkward socially

half the time I’m spiteful, double barrell rifle

I owe so many payback I feel like I got the right too

so if you need a case in point you can refer to Budden

and it will prove that painkillers never murdered nothing

all it did was make me succumb put ice in me

put ice in me, make me numb

when I revisit the places it takes me from

I’m strong...



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Strong enough to catch contact right

smell it as soon as you get in my ride

see with me, rules never apply

dont tell me how I should live my life

put your seat back, got it if you need that

you should really fuck with me

tell me if you wanna ride or die, la la la la la la la la



[Joe Budden - Verse 2:]

Listen up as the center reports

my inner thoughts are like a inner war

headaches act as a trembling force on my mental ward

mentals distraught

every word fromt his sentence the boss

it’s brought to you like the people your ministers Porsche

tight roping on dental floss

before the haters begin to get lost

coke and weed got my temperment off

but why would my temper get lost

when as soon as the temperature frost

I’m probably having intercourse in a resort

criminal report, pricey condo’s at a minimal cost

my train of thought aint as simple as yours

so if our paths happen to incidentally cross

I pray that you can overlook all my miniature flaws

until then lets let the bass kick

take the shots straight I dont see a need to chase it

trying to fight the urge til there’s something to replace it

I welcome ya’ll to be my co-pilots on this spaceship



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[Joe Budden - Verse 3:]

Yo, me and the game would get so blunted

we’d order take out from the chinese stores

they make sure you bring change for a hundred

rob em, safety on the metal’s off

figured if we beat the breaks off em

then how the fuck was he gon pedal off

some live and die by the high, I was born by it

since Pac gave my mom the needle like go on try it

got me feeling like aint a nigga can harm me

so I go and scoop a mommy that wanna come join the army

she was so militant, disciplined, intelligent

so I whispered to her, bet you wouldnt mind shilling it

I got to know her on my sofa

I gave her my honourable discharge and she took like a soldier

since she the type you gotta watch when she come around

really she only get high so she can come down

lost her when I said she aint gotta settle

once you start to handle life you’ll be on the same level



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[Crooked I - Verse 4:]

When I was five this what my father said

I should have pulled you out and left you on your momma’s waterbed

you asked me, my poppa’s dead

alcoholic jeans from him since a toddler bottle fed

put me on your stainless, I’m brainless, I’m a hollow head

my life was the crazyiest

surprised I’m even walking, can you blame me if I’m atheist

but I aint Stephen Hawkings

I know God is in my radius

I can see him walking in the face of an innocent baby but not when preacher’s talking

my people sleep in coffins I miss em I’m breaking down in the face of a bad bitch that I’m supposed to be taking down

baby ride while I’m crying, I’m dying inside

cause my pain is beside a giant lethiathon and I’m hiding from the World

they hit me with everything but the kitchen sink

how ironic? same place I vomit when I lick a drink

apparently I need to get a shrink

how can therapy take care of me when I don’t give a fuck what niggas think!



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