Joe Budden
Joe Budden - 5th Gear songtekst
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Mic check, mic check Mic check, mic check Ye'... y'all know who it is. Ta-ha Oh! Uh. Uh-uh-uh It's... it's... it's that on top music! Look, come an' cruise with' me I'm good in any hood, no matter who's with' me My mind on gettin' money, bumpin' new 50 Or my mind was off music, 'till Clue hit me An' told me keep it on the booth strictly. So I step in, watchin' my surroundings and my settin' Then I let the Percocet set in. Rough year, lost five of my homeboys I ain't worried 'bout it, y'all alive, just home boy. I feel like I'm the last real nigga left, or... Or maybe all the real niggas just left We growin' extinct, we like Dinosaurs There's only a few exceptions, so minus y'all. The greatest rapper alive, is wearin' suits and ties So you got a buncha' whack niggas sayin' they him. Used to be if you strive for so somethin' you could achieve it Now just say shit, these niggas'll believe it. I'm done screamin' out Jump Off rules Lost my girl, broke all of my Jump Off rules. Kept fu'ckin' the side chick, so a nigga lied more Picked 'er up in the womans car, that I ride for Creepin', I would hide more Got confused as to who I'm 'sposed to fight for I can't even blame the jump, it was my fault 'Cause I gave 'er the gun and she killed the only bi'tch I would die for. So the noise is calt' for When you goin' through Ts type of Pain - Dawg, ya voice gets altered. Know it's hard to stay calm Goin' need State Farm When you fu'ckin' with a con No, not Akon. (Let's go!) I'm high off life, a walkin' napalm Fastballs comin' at 'em from a Dice-K arm! Ridin' suspended L No wonder I'm on fire, I already been through Hell. So... when the the World's against you well... Naw, I never snitch, but I'll let the pencil tell. I suffer from wrong thinkin' (so?) So I avoid straightjackets And the bi'tch that dumped Sean Kingston. (Hmmm) Better they respect'chu then to fear you I learnt' that starin' at the World in my rear view. But come get me, cocksucker I dare you Rather box a felon than a nigga that's fearful. (Understand some'...) Want a clear view, with'out a clear view I put the wall up but thoughts just tear through. God, I hear you, givin' me a earful (but...) But I'mma cruise in 5th gear until I'm near you. (Oh!) Eye of a Tiger, naw, a Sniper with' great aim I won't be another great slain. (Nigga!) Takes planes, embrace pain Ask Eddie Griffin - You gun lose gon' lose everytime goin' up against a freight train. Niggas bleed like us, we in the same World Keep the Patron comin' try an' make the day hurl It's a few niggas checkin' out my chain pearls Go ahead, try' an lift somethin' that'chu can't curl! Far from Wayne's World If life's a bi'tch, it ain't just R. Kelly an' Ush' fu'ckin' the Same Girl (nope!). OG swag, walk gotta' limp in it It's my World, everybody's payin' rent in it. I left Jers. see I took flight on 'em Dudes tried ta' take the crown, (dawg...) didn't look right on 'em (naw!) How you gon' fu'ck with' a crook, heist want 'em Play Vanilla Ice, I get Suge Knight on 'em! Meanest Porsches, gleamin' crosses Came from Queens to restore this Deemed it in orbit When the red carpet rolled out, that mean it's bosses Don't get it fu'cked up, we had fiends before this. My third-eye sharp, so keen it's gorgeous (oh) I've seen it all, even Halloween in August (talk to 'em!) Gun in my hand The game used to make you sell ya soul - Now it gotta' come with' a dance. I'm on the clear view (whoa!) With'out a clear view (oh!) I put the wall up, but thoughts just tear through (oh!) God I hear you, givin' me a earful But I'mma cruise in 5th gear until I'm near you. (Oh!)