[Chorus: Frou Frou sample]

If you think that it's so damn easy

Then what do you need me for?

Just look at the state of you

Babe, snap out of it

You're not listening to this



[Joe Budden]

Yeah... talk to 'em! Ohh

HUH? Joey!

It's, it's, that on top



Must be I'm just avoidin the inevitable, dodgin my fate

So many things a nigga gotta escape

Autobiographical, I need my life to maybe hop on a page

that'll end with a sigh, goodbye, with my mouth open cockin a gauge

How you the greatest at your job, but they dockin your pay?

Guess when God's holdin a bar they start mockin your ways

Murder my fans while I'm rockin on stage

Naw let me chill, I ain't thinkin at a logical state

I catch 'em while they noddin they head, sayin the words

And start a blood bath, right as they repeatin the verse

at the show let 'em know that they help lead to me bein disturbed

I'm thinkin {"You're not making any sense"} ha ha, listen (OHH!)

How much longer you expect me to be degraded

by niggaz who can't appreciate bein appreciated?

Y'all made this beef related

One less person to judge, just one more problem alleviated (HUH?)



[Chorus]



[Joe Budden]

Ya mean, uh, fruck's goin on?

Yeah! Listen



I'll stand before your honor, without a alibi, lost kinda

Just a product of a lost genre

Cuffed like I'ma cause drama, headline un-remorsed trauma

Sweat drippin from my head like I performed a concert

No alibi for my unlawful conduct

I need a pardon from the president, call Obama

And tell him I was goin all out

I was doin God's work, I thought the nigga called out



{"Snap out of it, you're not making any sense"}

They don't hear me, check it!



You lookin at a more honest improve in me

All of the comments and scutiny, drive him to lunacy

Committin hate crimes as if I got immunity

A opportune time to have opportunity

Not, but when he don't stop by it just ruins me

Pride is persuin me, why's it rebukin me?

I got demons by my door, staked out

I'm inside goin over my escape route



[Chorus w/ Budden singing along]



[Interlude: Frou Frou sample]

Now I've had it up to here

Don't ever try that again

Why are you so quiet so suddenly?

Go on, have it

You're just dying to tryyyyy me!



[Joe Budden]

Yeah, uh-huh-uh, uhh

Muh'frucker, uh, uh

Let me tell you



Yo, see I'm in search of privacy

On e'ry social network, but don't wan' network with society

That's, probably why my net worth ain't so high to me

These Percosets work, now they FUCKIN with my sobriety

I'm chasin a hit - all in Heath Ledge

(Dark Knight) overdose, I ain't chasin the SHIT!

I got a audience, they just got me hatin this shit

Or is it how I view life, and how vacant it is

Watch me and see a horrible movie, bad reviews

Scattered views with a cold heart, wrong attitude

I ain't got a thing in common with these rapper dudes

Nigga! {"You're not making any sense"}

Okay, aside from some drawn-out thoughts, mags and tools

I don't think they know what it FEEL like to be battered, bruised

And still they can't see me with the ink

So try fuckin the world ain't as easy as you think, nigga!



[Chorus + Interlude]



[Outro: Joe Budden]

Oh, Joey! Ta-ha

Fruck's goin on?

You need me for?

Fuck them all niggaz, geah

The fruck's goin on?

Nigga! Ta-ha, yeah

It's, it's...

Warn yourself