JOE BUDDEN – What Y’all Want

I can see what they mad for, shit I would be mad too
They wouldn’t acknowledge me, shit my name was taboo
Could fuck who I want now, should be my next tattoo
Passed up on your bitch, she’ll settle and have you
You live in a basement, me, I’m in a castle
And since I’m a drop-out, that’s my cap and tassel
Closest thing to a rockstar, my friends call me Axl
To keep it a hundred I think the credit is past due
(What y’all want)
I mean, shit’s to be expected by now
When the top-tier MCs dodge, it don’t annoy me
If they hearing it like I am, it ain’t a shock they avoid me
(What y’all want)
Personally, I think you niggas is beat
He done battled a million times, he got yet to be beat
Signed to an M&M; but it’s these other niggas that’s sweet

[Hook]
(What y’all want)
Top down and adopted the crown and
I walk out fresh kicks and all this hatred on me
And I won’t give it back, so yall gonna have to take it from me
(What y’all want)
Shoulda got this dough by now
Or should I be that nigga, I could show you how
Been a few years, figured yall would know by now

[Verse 2]
I see why they call him lame though, I would call him lame too
They wanted me out of here, but since then my fame grew
Used to be on house arrest, bracelet on my ankle
Couple million later and they shocked that I’m the same dude
Quick big up to Wu Tang, deaded all that Meth stuff
Youngin’s go and look for beef, adults don’t let it fester
Some of yall still judge though, still believe in Esther
Yall gonna let that ho stop yall from hearing what the best does?
Some of yall don’t know no better so yall just neglect
So they’d rather compare my current girlfriend to my ex
They say I’ll loose my mind if Kaylin leaves me, I digress
I think my track record should show what yall would think about my next
Counting my money like it’s gonna make you some
On my dick like it’s gonna make you come, bum niggas
See it from my perspective, here’s a little word for you
You make enough bread, it eventually goes to work for you

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I see why they think I’m old though, I would think im old too
Reinvented mad times, I keep making old new
Now a nigga worldwide, back then I was local
And every dude yall said was better than me then is old news
Modern day present fans are fickle it’s depressing
1 single, 1 album yall gone say he with the legends
The veterans be pissed when we pay mind to they selections
And the newbies get gassed every time they Jay elect them
It’s niggas with more money and less respect
To me that tomfoolery’s dead, bottom line real niggas
Know what’s more important and dollars ain’t in attendance
When that eulogy said, so let’s get it clear first before
You compare them to me
Wait a couple years, make sure they don’t disappear first
It’ll save us some confusion
Everything ain’t a classic and everybody ain’t dope some of that is an illusion
The funny thing about a label push, you never know
Shit could go either way, go ahead and run along side it
End up on the wrong side of it
When your life change it could be only weeks away
I’m a result of the fans and debt in the middle man
With that logic I don’t got to rely on a good day
Did great on a label
Did greater on my own, so pick the MC of the moment and ponder could they?

[Hook]

Joe Budden – Role Play (Interlude)

Shit, goddamn is it tight
Shit baby, turn up turn up
Take that take that, look at look what you got
You got me doing Puff Daddy in this pussy
I’m a puff you in this pussy take that take that
The best pussy I’ve ever had
Like I must be jammed, I’m drinkin this pussy
Yea I’m giving love to this pussy, I’m a kill this pussy
Yea I’m a slow down, I’m a make that pussy bleed
Slow down with this pussy
Into them hammer damn’s on
Shit!
What the hell? I’m gonna cum for you
I’ll cum for you right now
I’m cumming for you like you a enemy
Goddamn you tryna make me Big Sean in this pussy
Oh God, oh God
Big Sean in this shit
[?]
Oh shit this gon be tough
God
Why the fuck you still going?
Alright, alright baby
Yea I’m bout to get in here, witch position for a minute

JOE BUDDEN – Now Or Never

[Hook: Emanny & Royce da 5'9"]
Racing time, it’s now or never
Here we are, here forever
(You can eat our dust, we’re playing ring around the world)

[Verse 1: Joe Budden]
Nah, this ain’t the story of a soldier
It’s the story of a nigga they counted as being over
It’s just the story of Joseph
A new birth, so if you counted me out
On one hand you understand me but still you had one hand free
I used to do this to feed my son and my family
Now you need those other 5 fingers, they might come in handy
Sprinkle your weed on your blunts
Got haters breaking world records for the most words eaten at once
Just getting out of my self’s way, been a sucker to slavery
Fucked fear without a condom, had a baby named Bravery
Old head said, give em murder on the beats
And fuck going commercial, make commercial go me
If it’s a hurdle I’m a leap, niggas ain’t threats anyway
Odds ain’t in my favor, but I’m taking bets anyway
Wasn’t with me in the gym in Jersey, lost his team
But none of my shots touched the Nets anyway

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Joe Budden]
Remember him, Jerz kid, new to some, old face
Fans matured, so did I, now my words, [?]
Nerve of them doubting I, probably had no faith
Figured I’d be rapper after the fact that we’re soul mates
Long ago I done been enlightening to ya’ll
But they was getting fresh air when the writing was on the wall
Was fucked up a while, smoking 2 packs a day
But never mind that, rather talk about some accolades
Got rich twice, he got clean twice
Put hood bitches on covers of magazines twice
When they say it’s play favorites, shit don’t seem right
And my fans looking confused like fuck you mean he ain’t nice?
I’ve stared death in the eyes without shades on
Blink once, open my eyes and they was gone
Ignore the chatter and my crabs in the bucket turned to lobster on the platter
None of you niggas matter

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Joe Budden]
This here is the victory lap and yet I ain’t even win
Where do I begin? How bout when they wouldn’t let me in?
Won’t address that setback, passed that shit
I got the blackball and behind the back passed that shit
Concerned with getting my pay up
Some never thought he’d be hot, figured I’d just lay up
But I don’t take the easy shot, from the grimiest Tabernacle
My peers can respect this bad apple

[Hook]

[Outro: Joe Budden]
Never thought we’d be back here right?
Never thought we’d be back, hold up
Let my guitars ride out
Just a moody motherfucker
That MME shit, we on it
If by chance I’m past my prime I’m tryna lap it

JOE BUDDEN – Off 2 The Races

[Hook]
And we’re off to the races, places
Ready, set the gate is down and now we’re goin’ in
To Las Vegas chaos, Casino Oasis, honey it is time to spin
Boy you’re so crazy, baby, I love you forever not maybe
You are my one true love, you are my one true love

[Verse 1]
Let her know I’m here if she ever need me to be with her
As long as she know I can never be with her
She asks you why, I just need you to keep it G with her
Tell her I found the happiness that I could never see with her
3 years after that break up, should’ve had closure by now
We’d be best friends, you’d have let this end we’d be closer by now
What you want is upset, hostile, angry, evil, jealous, bitter shit
Fuck makin your bed and lying in it, you bought that house, live with it
I came to you for a second chance, you gave me your ass to kiss
Found another salad to toss, how the fuck is you mad at this?
Oh, I forgot, you not in love anymore
And I’d believe it, but see I’m not on drugs anymore
That’s based on action, words I stopped believing still I hear it though
Would you save them if you knew they became meaningless to me years ago?
But if happiness is the finish line, I beat you there
So karma must be real cause since we broke up he ain’t treat you fair

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Remember our break up? I rapped about it on Downfall
But you know I don’t stay down for long
Remember you met that other dude, he’s smarter and more mature
With more bread that you’d thought would be around for long
Remember you pulled the rug from under me, left me to be alone
I threatened suicide, bang, was crazy about you
But that stalker dude was still right to the point you waste that for this name
And when we speak now you still say I’m crazy without you, my
My, how the tables have turned
Or are they bending just a little, you resent it just a little
Cause dude that ruined your life made you doubt yours
It’s the reason that loneliness you gave me is now yours, check it
Your perspective I can’t even call it hatin
You mad at the situation, really it ain’t even Kaylin
We both sympathized, that pain is felt and shared
To watch a man that you helped better display it elsewhere
Watch a man you spent years with, grew with
Come across to someone that you want nothing to do with
To sleep in a bed with “what ifs?” instead of something special
How can you get over us? The public won’t even let you
I know to wake up with that fear is gross
Love me from far cause you scared to get close
But what are you fearing the most?
If happiness is the finish line I beat you there
I always thought that when you’d put the baggage down I’d meet you there

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Uh, let’s bring up the speed a lil bit
Now a nigga balling, you still tell me to grow some
Entertaining threesomes, you don’t think that it’s wholesome
Say that you can’t trust me, think I’m out here trashing you
Got a lot of answers to questions I don’t be asking you
I tried to be friends so I don’t see a problem passing through
You welcome a nigga to pain, it is me harassing you
You must be misconstruing my love and it’s gassing you
Causing you to wear our shit out, and think it’s fashionable
I’m thinking you should put our history in back of you
That would call for you stepping outside of yourself and being rational
Come to friendship, you question me in that capacity
How would you ever know it’s not something you ever asked of me
And VH1 just gave us another episode
So maybe it’s smart that you can’t let this go
Cause love changes, a thug changes
And soul mates become strangers, word up

[Hook]

JOE BUDDEN – Ordinary Love Shit Pt. 3 (Closure)

I finally found a passion I lacked before
I cant believe I didn’t catch you under the act before
I mean I voiced my complaints. That went ignored
A few things you felt that you was too attractive for
Cuz everythin out your mouth said that you aint wanna hurt
Lead a lifestyle we lived..but you aint wanna work
So I’d sit you down and say its gettin outta hand
While you shoot down every idea, busy worried about a brand
When ya baby dad said all that shit that was trife
How you was married, requestin dick pics from Lyfe
Though it all seems Shady, maybe I was crazy
I ignored my gut feelin, nah not my baby
Accusin’ me, but pretendin’ yourself
I couldn’t catch it, too busy defendin’ myself
Or was I wrong not seein’ a life without you
Or takin’ everythin’ that you said to face value
When you packed up and left dude, I was so glad
Should of questioned how you easily became a nomad
If I could do it all again, it wouldn’t of happened so fast
And it burns with every line jotted in this note pad
Cuz at first you resembled my twin
Fast forward, you gave me identical twins
But then you lost it, honestly that merked my soul
Cuz tho we weren’t tryna have one, we got off the birth control
And we was right back at it, fuckin like addicts
While you was disruptin’ what was seemin like a marriage
You never got embarrassed, interrogatin’ me but that was just Yaris
Yeah we beefin’ I dragged you off the bed
I swear to this day I re-enacted in my head
So I held you up, wasn’t what I aimed to do
I aint attack you, Bitch I was restrainin’ you!
But you was wifey, though I understand it was not a game
Could you imagine my surprise when the cops came
Handcuffed me..you pressed charges
But I made bail its just heartless
You cant smash my laptop on the wall
And then think I wasn’t gonna react, scratch that
Man you cant call my mom like can I crash at your spot, whaddup
When I’m her son and you just locked me up
But wait..this is where it really gets deep
Judge said she gets control of the house for a week
Filed a restrainin order so she couldn’t come near me
The fuck else I do but go right back to Tahiry
I’m sleepin on her couch, not discussin shit
Starign at the fattest ass not fuckin it
I guess despite everythin that she showed me
It felt good to be around a broad that really knows me
I missed all the arguing and yappin’
Percocet and muscle relaxers in a napkin
Cant believe that it happened
I lost my unborn daughter when we fought
I’m thinkin I killed Aspen!
And that’s when I thought that we’d be dead awhile
But we decided to reconcile
Im so hungover from love and what not
How could you not expect us to take another shot
But durin’ all this time we dont live together
Stupid me thought that you would go get your shit together
You know..get a job or if acting’s your career
Seems you’ve persued the shit for a year from right here
And it appears, along with all the yellin’ and the screamin’
We both at the table, but my side is leaning
But rather than end it, we tried to mend it
Fuck bein a couple, lets work on friendship
But then it got weird, I was stunned from that
You took it to a place where there was no coming back
Off my last break up, I was able to stomach that
2 weeks removed and you fuckin with a running back
Life is in shambles, disguised as a damsel
Lies are a handful
bouncin’ offa different guys lookin scrambled
Despised how it was handled
But when you aint got a dime, why not decide to gamble
Said you’d be in L.A doing business
I’m thinkin that’s great, I cant fault her
Said that you would be with Jennifer the whole time
But you probably didn’t think that I would call her
She said she ain’t seen you since you landed
And for days she been blowin up your phone like a stalker
And all I could do is laugh at myself
As I thought, why is ol’girl suckin up Derrick Ward for?
Said we was makin it right, but you couldn’t!
On the phone, I said skype, but you wouldn’t!
The puzzle starts comin together and its brutal
Won’t skype, gmail chat, wont oovoo
The whole time I’m noticing you acting unusual
And I cant figure out who the fuck your being true to
Said the Wifi was down in the tele
But you aint say that you was at hotel his house!
Lookin like a groupie
Or maybe I misunderstood when you said yall 2 was makin a movie
Lookin at the shit pile I stepped in again
And to top it off your hoe ass is pregnant again? Not again!
I been through the world so I suck it up
Its less about the lie more about the cover up’s
So you busted, but your adding to the friction
Cuz you deny it all but you do it with conviction
So you talkin to me real disparaging, so what attitude
Coming off arrogant
If I wanted a trophy wife, then you could be
But all it looks like is that you rentin out pussy
Less about you, nah you aint the one
You grown, you got choices, I’m worried about your son
That’s what got me up being an insomniac
Lil nigga cant control how his mommy act
As for me, I’m tryna flush you out my system
So I counter by filmin all my sexual encounters
Mentally not there while I’m screwin
And I only keep going cuz thats what your doing
I’m tryna see, hows it done, hows it possible
Enough 2 put a weak nigga in the hospital
Starin at one ex, talkin about another
But this one would kill if it meant I wouldnt suffer
But she takin lil shots, Im getting ridiculed
Cuz all she complained about, I went and did with you
Said she knew it wouldn’t last when I lived with you
She’s not ya type, she aint got the right hips for you
So you try and take somethin for pain, it dont work
You still feelin all the novocaine dont work
Nope so we good, I dont let it get me down
Not a pussy that good, not a titty that round
For anything to work, yall trust is a must
And I learned, gotta let a Mutt be with a Mutt
So I dead that bitch and tho the shit’s been over
Some situations dont end without Closure

JOE BUDDEN – Pain Won’t Stop

[Hook:]
Oh, the pain won’t stop (the pain don’t stop)
Almost like it’s got a hold on me (on me)
Shackles and cuffs, I can be no more than a slave
And still the pain won’t stop
Like my demons got control of me
Won’t take me alive
I guess someone’s gonna see the crime

[Bridge:]
And it won’t be me, and it can’t be me
And it won’t be me, I won’t let it be me
And it won’t be me, and it can’t be me
And it won’t be me, I won’t let it be me

[Verse 1: Joe Budden]
I’m staring at the pain in the mirror, or is it a facsimile?
Question hurts more than the fact that it resembles me
Thought em all in the past, I mean essentially
So when we side by side I just act like it’s all a memory
And then I got a whole market of fans
With no clue what I speak of, but some of ya’ll understand
If you knew about my woes you wouldn’t target the man
And if you did it’d be about more than a marketing plan
I got a heart that’s ice cold, I’ve been trying to melt, it’s talent
Honest to ya’ll, all while lying to myself
Seem like I do the most damage, all when trying to help
And no one asked for it, I decided myself
You think the road a nigga traveled
Has been long enough for ya’ll to see the winner in him?
Don’t know if I’m fighting my demons or going to dinner with em
I sit across from that table just looking brave and tough
But it’s only right they get the check, figured that I paid enough

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Joe Budden]
Fans say they waitin on a break up, don’t want me at the altar
But how would their lives alter, I figure how could they fault ya?
Followed me in this business, you witnessed me go through torture
With my ex’s so what if? Wish I wouldn’t want anymore
Begs the question what do niggas really want in me?
Couldn’t be as simple as misery loving company
Can’t be as cliché as being a gift and a curse
But how could you ever claim to love someone then wish em the worst?
It appears my happiness has some people resenting me
Should I appreciate love that come with contingencies?
Ya’ll get mad whenever someone else mentions me
Ironic, got a ex that’s showing similar tendencies
Spite stems from hate, I try to never be near it
Do you only want the best for Joe when we could share it?
That can become obsessive like you wouldn’t believe
Don’t take my word, just look at what happened to Steve
It got Raqi looking rocky, had em by me and I watched em both deteriorate
Was ugly if you trust me then you wouldn’t want to share their fate
And so it seems the people I’d jump in the casket for
Their mind’s playing tricks, I wish they knew they mattered more
Would they ask for more or would that will subside?
Poured my heart out all these years, I’m shocked I’m still alive
Tell him like I toast Stack, it gets no realer
You love something too much, guarantee it’ll kill ya, for real

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Joe Budden]
I crashed a million times, still I’m without a dent
They come to me to air it out but I’m without a vent
I have nightmares about the shit I thought I said
Cried enough that Posturepedic is a waterbed
Look at you like a nobody, it ain’t much I could ask of you
And I’d give you a hand but what the fuck would you attach it to?
Finish one chore, God will give throw you some more shit
It’s not enough I’m fighting mine still I battle your shit

[Hook]

[Bridge]

JOE BUDDEN – Realestate

Yea… Joey…
It’s that on top muzik!
Yea, wait a minute!

[Verse 1:]
Yo, I left the jumpsuit on a park bench
Slept there, smellin like the park stench
Freezin, covered with a dark trench
That room, more like the Kryptonite to my Clark Kent
Tired of all the IQ tests, and all the arguments
Nurses light the candles with the calm scents
I ain’t been calm since, they actin like I ain’t got any common sense
Too much time spent for a godsend
So I left on my own reconnaissance, handful of Klonopins
Lookin for a car jack vict’, preferably dark tints
Seems you got to eat to get even and my odds slim
They say I’m a animal, cannibal, hannibal
Lookin at my past I see how that’s understandable
So you god damn right I’m unmanageable
Everything I’m lookin at is a fuckin intangible
Got me thinking that I’m really a skits
Maybe that room didn’t really exist, cause I left, but…

[Hook:]
These walls still closing, and the room starts spinnin
And the ceiling starts falling and the devil starts grinnin
The floor starts droppin and my eyes get heavy
Then ears start bleeding from the lies niggas fed me
Then the door slams shut and my legs try to run
But my feet won’t move then my body gets numb
And I ain’t on pills, I can’t explain how I feel
Will somebody tell me this ain’t real?!
Realestate

[Verse 2:]
My reality is reality
They reality is all perception
In my reality that’s an infection
My reality don’t want no part of that detection
So I pick it up and move it to another section
They reality you would think is full of perfection
Correction, they reality is all deception
In reality only few will make that connection
But if you like me you know not to take that direction
If reality is dead, I’m the resurrection
Nominate myself so let’s skip over the election
They’ll say I’m the wrong selection
Don’t meet they expectance
But I ain’t lookin for motherfuckin acceptance
Fuck y’all expect shit, the mud on ya white glove
Reality is full of rules, I’m full of objections
They reality is a big misconception
So I left just to lose my recollection! But still…
Realestate

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
Yo, they say money makes the world go ’round
But it really doesn’t
Did I think I was in a room, when I really wasn’t?
I thought I was on the move, wasn’t really budging
But you ain’t never wore my shoes, who you really judging
Some people are so judgmental, I’ll allow that
You can judge anything but my mental
He don’t know what I been thru
From results of the pencil, cuts from being resentful
Don’t cover much of the stencil
When I couldn’t walk, they ain’t have a crutch to lend dude
So I say what I feel, fuck if I offend you!
Some fail, maybe some of succeeded
Some need to be wanted, some wanna be needed
I scream and yell; They don’t hear my call
And it seems much as I fell, don’t know where I fall
Not at all, I’m just actin out fate
But ain’t much change since I escaped… All I know is!

[Hook]

Joe Budden – No Love Lost (Outro)

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
Talk to em…

[Verse 1:]
Last word, check it, unbeatable force, insurmountable object
Bull should’ve known better than counting me out, I’m from the projects
So if I ever do it for greed, indeed something is wrong
Prepare for the future, remember I used to get heat from the oven on
They wanted to see Budden gone, fiend’d out on sour
But nobody helped put Budden on, had to bring my own power so
I’m having a private party, that only myself attends
And if the DJ plays the song to my soul, it’ll give itself a cleanse
They telling me all the pain I ever felt was self-infringed
But I had help from friends, one even held the syringe
Architect of my own path, I’d like to think it’s designed the best
Defied the odds, I never aged while giving time a test
No niggas on house arrest, I’m on a minor rest
You trying to call me or text me, don’t even bother, I’m trying to give mine a rest
I got a treasure but it’s content is invisible
Was filled before with shit that I thought I treasured, but made me miserable
My affairs together, here forever, yeah I’m back to work
Learned in order to lose love, probably gotta have it first

[Verse 2:]
My life’s a crap shoot, my dice are loaded, ain’t no stopping me
Most interesting man, a hard place is between a rock and me
I’m torn within, and my eyes are heavy
I’m born again, just means I died already
Means I survived already, so fuck they want with me?
World been against me so long, misery hates my company
Isolated my whole life, not many know who Joseph is
In order to reciprocate love, you gotta notice it
Gotta recognize it, gotta feel it first
Gotta be let inside it, feel it’s hurt and then kneel to it’s worst
If you contain it, don’t hide it, gotta reveal it first
And when you think you hit rock bottom, gotta feel it worse
Or, my rule book is just dated
And for you to truly appreciate it, you gotta at least be hated
Mama I made it, if anyone know my way was hard
They prayed for my Downfall on deaf ears, I was praying to God
So God, I loved love till it resented me
And if it’s still a stranger, then I love who it pretends to be

[Outro:]
No Love Lost
No love found
They found a little bit though
I don’t know where they found it out, but it was there
So I guess the moral of the story,
Is as you mature, so will it
Just gotta find it
One…

JOE BUDDEN – No Church In The Wild (Freestyle)

Uh-ooooh
Uh-ooooh
Can I talk my shit again?
Just wonderin if I could talk my shit again
I had to do it
Couldn’t blame me
I had to

Y’all can threaten me with ya thoughts just never speak it
One gun accompanied by prayers I never need it
Burning flesh, skin peeling, slow inferno
Take away what we love we’d all be Joe Paterno
Reporting live from the city where they gun tote
Sober in the sauna full of blunt smoke
Y’all concerned with Drake and Common
Me? I’m concerned with niggas havin’ fake in common
Though I’m leading I don’t really know the path
But the future can’t be worse if you really know my past
Begged to be understood anytime I showed the wrath
But how could I expect third parties to know the half
Like, when the temp rises, but you the candle whip
Sorta like Kyle Williams out in candlestick
Err’body shouldn’t grab the hammer by the grip, shit!
Billy Cundiff couldn’t handle the kick, shit
They say I changed since stardom
Can’t share the same success, we ain’t share the same problems
So, got big just to show ‘em what the gym does
Nevermind shootin’ they ain’t show me where the gym was
That’s why I do a lot on spite
So if you, look up to me you got ‘em at the wrong height
I mean, I’m not a role model, I’m a piece of shit
A product of never being giving a piece of shit
Breaking day got the grind of a trucker
And my logic ain’t designed to intertwine with you suckers
Loaded 9 is a buffer, but no time for you fuckers
There’ll be bodies in the sewers when my minds in the gutter
Last night I had an epiphany
It wrote it in my rhyme book in calligraphy
I see so many people looking for validity
That’s the wrong search if what’s lost is dignity
I certainly have grown since Mouse
Chrome under the couch
But I’ll stomp his face to make it known what I’m about
If he on what he spout
Put my Nikes on his cheeks, and I ain’t foaming at the mouth! (get it?)
Reminded when I vent
Nigga God designed it, it’s in the print
Two memos for the spineless, ones repent
Second jewel, leaving my kindness as a strength, nigga!
No beef, no malice, not at all
I got no vendetta for y’all
I mean I only want better for myself
Sometimes I even want better for y’all
I swear, there’s no love in hip hop
Irony, not even on love and hip hop
Spacious closets, Persian rugs
Make sure I’m dressed at my best for the jerks that judge
Had a talk with my ex who knew for certain I was bugged
So I let the door slam feelin’ worse then I was
She said all I ever made her feel was hurt and disgust
Which in turn hurt cause that was my version of love, I care
Clear year, you need better resolution
It seems the chances we agree are forever ruined
You talking bout how, I’m talkin’ about execution
You talking bout now, I’m talkin’ about evolution
But better days gotta come
I’m a good amount of bad, right amount of so wrong!
And Heidi Klum left Seal, which only proves my point, shit can only be ugly for so long!
Slaughterhouse founder, can’t derail a captain
Ain’t enough niggas praying I feel for it to happen
Cause on both side of the coin you’ll get fed shells
In unison, hollow heads from red tails
I don’t wanna see your weapon
To keep me from what I’m destined
Some’ll see that as a blessin’
And my dudes swear they’ll keep me happily from harm
So I do the leg work they carry the arms
Check it, shawty I had over Saturday
Never act away, and squirt ‘til she over saturate
She go hard in the dark
No chains, but see I’m getting’ it, even when the cars in park, nigga!
The hood is on some bullshit
So it ain’t weird to see ‘em aiming at the pulpit
Fates are empty collection place, spirit in ruins
We used to a different type of communion
But guns take the place of the choir, tie up the the Pastor
If he scared can’t believe what he say ‘bout the life after
The stained glass is bullet proof
Sometimes a liars mouth can be full of truth
I done heard gospel from a sinner
Told me to season my pride if that’s dinner
Said there’s no human that walks without sin
So we should prob’ly call the gates make sure we allowed in
Joey!!!

Joe Budden – My Time

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
But today, none of that matters

[Verse 1:]
The time is now, zoom, get close
The ego is gone, the room is for growth
But talent is there, the feeling is new
I mean, bottom is gone but the ceiling is too
I was higher than Whitney, headed toward the top again
Everything I write crack, like it’s with a Bobby pen
But it’s more than what you hear in a song
The wings are extended, the fear is gone
Hold up, the clips are loaded, safety is off
The business is in the black, I ain’t taking a loss
Hold up, standards are high, hoes never hold out
The touring is cool, the shows always sold out
The foes are mad, but fuck it no one else cares
The kicks are custom, you’ll never see em elsewhere
The stakes are high, the risk is crucial
And they love to hate me, but I love it when they do too

[Hook:]
I’ve been waiting here for so long
Gotta take what’s mine
Since time will never wait
Who am I stand up fate?
It’s my time, it’s my time, it’s my time

[Verse 2:]
Look, I’ve been hurt, I could pull up scars
Now the earth is my pull up bar
The journey was long, the roads were slim
Though I thank God today, I probably owe it to sin
Streets were hungry, I was torn apart
Even though them jails were cold, they warmed my heart
Was living the worst, but prayed for the best
Ain’t have a thing given to me, had to rape success
Had to be used for approval, had to use whatever was useful
Had to act old even when youthful
Money don’t make me, that ain’t what I kill for
Cause I was richer than I’d ever been, and was still poor
Some never thought he would propel
Some talked to me just to speak to themselves
Some broke their arm, all while reaching for wealth
So when you come into the game, make sure you leave with yourself

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
We all got demons, a few I rivaled
Looked em in the eye, and they became suicidal
They thought it couldn’t happen, they were too prideful
His head’s an ornament on the wall as proof I survived you
Bills were high, money was low
Strip club was popping, wasn’t money to go
Going nowhere fast, but drugs was a one stop
Couldn’t shine selling that tan, I had my son blocked
Now I’m on acres, in a house, with a loft
The women are foreign, their blouses are off
It’s a whole new me, I redefined my style
And since yesterday’s gone, I guess the time is now

[Hook]

Joe Budden – No Love Lost (Outro)

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
Talk to em…

[Verse 1:]
Last word, check it, unbeatable force, insurmountable object
Bull should’ve known better than counting me out, I’m from the projects
So if I ever do it for greed, indeed something is wrong
Prepare for the future, remember I used to get heat from the oven on
They wanted to see Budden gone, fiend’d out on sour
But nobody helped put Budden on, had to bring my own power so
I’m having a private party, that only myself attends
And if the DJ plays the song to my soul, it’ll give itself a cleanse
They telling me all the pain I ever felt was self-infringed
But I had help from friends, one even held the syringe
Architect of my own path, I’d like to think it’s designed the best
Defied the odds, I never aged while giving time a test
No niggas on house arrest, I’m on a minor rest
You trying to call me or text me, don’t even bother, I’m trying to give mine a rest
I got a treasure but it’s content is invisible
Was filled before with shit that I thought I treasured, but made me miserable
My affairs together, here forever, yeah I’m back to work
Learned in order to lose love, probably gotta have it first

[Verse 2:]
My life’s a crap shoot, my dice are loaded, ain’t no stopping me
Most interesting man, a hard place is between a rock and me
I’m torn within, and my eyes are heavy
I’m born again, just means I died already
Means I survived already, so fuck they want with me?
World been against me so long, misery hates my company
Isolated my whole life, not many know who Joseph is
In order to reciprocate love, you gotta notice it
Gotta recognize it, gotta feel it first
Gotta be let inside it, feel it’s hurt and then kneel to it’s worst
If you contain it, don’t hide it, gotta reveal it first
And when you think you hit rock bottom, gotta feel it worse
Or, my rule book is just dated
And for you to truly appreciate it, you gotta at least be hated
Mama I made it, if anyone know my way was hard
They prayed for my Downfall on deaf ears, I was praying to God
So God, I loved love till it resented me
And if it’s still a stranger, then I love who it pretends to be

[Outro:]
No Love Lost
No love found
They found a little bit though
I don’t know where they found it out, but it was there
So I guess the moral of the story,
Is as you mature, so will it
Just gotta find it
One…

JOE BUDDEN – Dreams (Interlude)

In all actuality
The work gets hard for a passionate, work more than his salary
And it paid off hopefully to make my monthly look annually
So I tell this is a reality

I dream my way through life
Can’t remember if I was awake or asleep
I killed my doubters with kindness
And force-feed em the taste of defeat
They like this nigga been through somethin
How he rap like he ain’t 23
Cause in my mind I’m 9, Millie’s, every round you gon brace for this heat
My city bad but it’s so small at the same damn time
Where failure and success is treated like the same damn crime
They gon hate you either way
Either way give em something to talk about
They must be talkin bout us cause nigga we the only thing that’s worth talkin bout
And they said we next and I said we now
Sayin why and I’m sayin how
Thinkin up a way to make a million
Every time I lay down
And my son and daughter, they gotta eat
And that’s even if my stomach hurt
My girl throwin up every morning
Low key, I think she gon pop the 3rd
I was going through it with just 2
Now I’m thinking it’s 3 for me
But on every last one of em
I swear to God we gon get this cheese
Dreaming since a youngin, writin poetry to pass the time
Never give a shit nigga
So think twice for you ask for mine
It’s Gucci Louis Prada shit
We all bout to be takin flight
I give a fuck if you high right now
I’m bout to put you on a different height
I swear to mom they gonna get me mine
Lampshade nigga, just let me shine
Most go through life and cry
Nigga, I go through life and grind
My heart and soul on every beat
Cause that’s what real niggas gonna do
Some shit might seem small to ya’ll
But somebody out there going through it
Used to battle niggas at lunch
And try to sneak my food in class
I was writtin raps and they was passin notes
And I still passed on they stupid ass
18 with no worries, my my how fast my story changes
Just for me, been where I was from
Most motherfuckers could’ve swore we bang
That G5 shit was epic, but before all that I was such a loner
Every nigga try to fuck with us
Every bitch wanted to fuck on us
I’m just speakin realistic
And reality is so vicious
But no, I’m not bragging about making your favorite girl a statistic

Nigga what you know about splittin poles?
What you know about the eviction notes
What you know about multiplayer on that Golden Eye on that 64?
What you know about walkmens? CD players, stereos
What you know about smart girls? I never really been in the centerfolds
What you know about ridin high? Getting bunked and you had to go
What you know about fingerprints? And waitin on your bail to post
What you know about struggling? And sharing money just to get a meal
What you know about hittin licks? It go bad and the shit get real
What you know about takin losses? Bouncing back in the same week
Shit you might know bout all these but nigga what you know bout me?

I sleep on top of the world yea
Having fantasies, I’ having threesomes with success and my favorite girl yea
But we’ve been going through it since…

And I’ll be drinkin out this bottle like I never gave a fuck
She said she into whatever, I’m pouring in her cup
Looking over the city, feeling like this is for us
If we sleep don’t let housekeeping wake us up
Wake us up cause we’ve been dreaming
For too long
I swear we been dreaming
For too long
They could never alarm us
They could never harm us
We ain’t gotta worry bout him, we’ll leave it to karma
But I swear we been dreaming
Too long

JOE BUDDEN – Intro

Finally got me along
Waited all this time
Stood my place in line and now it’s here, I’m finally home
Clock was moving slow
Had some room to glow
Life is short, it’s time I let these motherfuckers know

Wuddup everyone up in here?
Some of ya’ll know I never left, I been here
Text baby girl I’ll be back, got some unfinished business to attend to
Gotta go sell out these fake niggas
Got niggas, just food on the menu
God, ya’ll don’t know what I been through
But it’s funny watching of ya’ll pretend to

Finally got me along
Waited all this time
Stood my place in line and now it’s here, I’m finally home
Clock was moving slow
Had some room to glow
Life is short, it’s time I let these motherfuckers know

(Finally got home)
(Time I let these motherfuckers know)

JOE BUDDEN – Momma Said

[Hook]
Here we are, all alone
Who gives a fuck about what they say
I’m sure I’ve heard much worse
People need to worry about them first
People need to learn to mind their business instead of mine
Here we are, all alone
Who gives a fuck about their dismay
But still I’m face to face
With the one person I can’t replace
One person I can’t just tell I’m doing fine

What up Ma
Been a while
Lot of catching up to do
Know you got a ear full
I’m listening

[Verse]
Momma said she loves me, said she cares
Said if I need her, she’ll always be there
But even her saying that struck me as weird
Why did she feel those words I needed to hear?
Said she understands me, that was rare
Cause no one understands me, not even my peers
And these just thoughts I never bother to share
So as I write, my eyes start to tear
I ain’t tell her I’m tired, but still trooping
Alone, but I find myself regrouping
Ain’t say my brain now feel like a prison
Figured I’d shut the fuck up and listen
She continued, that was honorable
Said said I get more and more irresponsible
For normal folks, she said that’s a challenge
Luckily I mask mine behind talent
She said “you are no longer yourself”
“I don’t know what to expect of you”
Said I’m putting up with things I normally wouldn’t
She don’t know why it’s acceptable
She said “people living in your house”
“Don’t pay shit, not respectable”
I told her, they’re folk I think highly of
She said “well they must think less of you”
“Must feel entitled, all you doing”
I said I’ll fix it, she said no you won’t
Then I got defensive, but still replied
I told her I need them, she said “no you don’t”
Then she said, “when’s the last time you spoke to your father?”
I said he’s self-centered, why bother?
Cause he only really call about his needs
And I ain’t got enough time to deal with his greed
Cause my days are darker
Cut from a long shank but the blade is sharper
I’m making my not-so-vague departure
Tell pop I’m his son, not his spades partner
Last time that we spoke
He wanted to use the crib, throw a party here
Which wasn’t partly fair
My home need to feel like home
Even if I throw a party here
Then he catch an attitude
And I catch one right back at you
We adore each other, but ignore each other
Think this is how the fuck I wanna act with you?
Things just ain’t the same
But he sure will call about a Yankee game
Like call CC and get back to me
What’s ill is he say it so casually
I love him so much he can have all the perks
Hurts so much, I take all the Percs
Hurts so much but fuck it, it works
Hurts so much that I can’t sleep
Mom say I need to sleep more
Then again, she ain’t on this stress level
So many people rely on me
I’m trying to get us all to the next level
Wait, told her I took baby girl to the doctor
It was only for a check up though
And she gave me the face like
“Now would be time if there’s anything I feel I need to let her know”
But, that’s just mom again, just being a mom again
Looked down at the tat on my arm again
God please give me the strength, keep calm again
She asked me if Kaylin was pregnant
I looked at her like she was crazy
Cause that’s my baby, what’s wrong with a baby?
She said “nothing at all when you’re not dating a baby”
“Beautiful girl, I like everything about her thus far”
“I just don’t wanna see you fall”
“Just a tad bit young, so she got some growing up to do”
And I replied don’t we all
Momma said “why can’t you ever be alone”
I said what do you mean?
Went to correct her, she did it herself
She said “at least that’s how it seems”
Pop ain’t called, he’s still mad
Still pissed, he’s still angry
I’m still going, no plan of slowing
No way I’ll ever let his immaturity taint me
Momma said that Tahiry called
That ain’t shock me, they speak a lot
She’s helpful…..

JOE BUDDEN – All In My Head

Quarter on the loose
Loose quarter
Few questions I ask myself

[Verse 1]
Maybe it started with Slaughterhouse, or was it tour life?
Maybe it wouldn’t had started at all if I had your life
Maybe it was needed or I was thinking immorally
If I wasn’t myself could I say I gave the fans All of Me?
Can’t decide if I’m more ashamed of what this all mean
Than I am of ignoring all the lessons that was taught to me
Headed up field but couldn’t dodge the last tackler
High to the floor we thinkin moves her ass backwards
How could I do with no regrets at all, willing to bet it all
Not realize that quicker demise, how could I neglect it all?
I’m so seasonal, some of you knew what to bring back
With a heart this cold, how’d ya’ll think I’d be receptive to fall
I’m plenty comfortable when danger’s around
And even more so when strangers around
In a bigger picture, was sicker down on my triggers
And all the alarm enforcers
Down to a nigga, that I’m about for drugs and liquor or the harm it causes
Life and death, I tried to lynch myself
Thought I could keep it all a secret, I convinced myself
But really the folk that loved me, they could tell I was loakin
I couldn’t see him, cry me a river cuz it fell in the ocean
Numb to my words now, maybe felt it was open
I cut so many people who was through, I need help with devotion
That’s just some of the things I ask my Lord the savior
And when He calls to me, well He have done us all a favor

[Hook]
How did I make it here?
Who I are?
I feel so lost
Now I’m not seeing it clear
Is it my fault?
Is it my fault?
It’s all in my head

[Verse 2]
I’m looking around like this can’t be happening
Round of applause for the angry rappers
Lord my girl cried me a flood then me a river
That’s love depending on me when I’m a dependent on liquor
I’m up in the shoe store, she got no love to show
You ever look at a bitch she was fucking behind your bitch back like fuck I was fuckin you for, come on
I’m an artist so I’m intelligent
I would tell you to do some soul searchin
But it’s hangin up in my closet with your skeleton
That’s gotta be a god’s work, even a diamond gotta be polished first
The quarter is on the loose and I ain’t been out here getting my dollars’ worth
I had to remove the goggles first
To see through the sippin patrone and 50 phonies fool
I need to go get me a kidney doner
Guru, Nate Dogg, go head blink your eye
Your doctor told me you close, go ahead drink and die
Buried under the stone where the patrone 5th sits by
That reads hella somebody who never wanted to be this guy

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
They say knowledge is power, great cuz every day I learn
As of late been having revelations bout this hate turn
Hate the way they judge me, 2 I got the case adjourned
Hated the belly of the beast to I became its tapeworm
When I said I’d stop getting high tried to say it’s done
No, I’m the type to walk through the fire to check the way it burn
They say my brain is off, I say how can it be?
If I’m out my mind how can I be in sanity?
The people used to say that I was scared of progress
They don’t know how hard a nigga tried to advance
But I don’t know who’s more to blame
Is it them for really not knowing me
Or is it me for never really giving them a chance?
Get too close, be too big of a threat
Now it’s been little than no time
Thinking why I ain’t get rid of you yet
Gotta recognize my maturity
Gotta see I’m grown
Letting my skeletons out the closet just so I never be alone
Since I got trust issues I won’t discuss with you
Besides God tell me who the fuck’s supposed to save you
Pop one, have one man to man, what’s going after the light’s out?
Somewhere in his head probly feel it in his place too
Plus more people will see me soon
I mean I’ll be on national TV soon
So when I ask if people I have around are cancer for me
That’s 4 million more that might be able to answer for me
Joe

[Hook]

JOE BUDDEN – Cut From A Different Cloth

Look at me king
Look at me king
Soul
Kaylin on the couch sleeping
She wake up she gonna be like damnnnn

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]
Come and spar with a titan
If you ain’t knew it’s true I’m Zeus and I marvel at lightning
What a marvelous sight, know the thought is enticing
Flow stupid like 50 Tyson don’t trip with 50 Cent
I beat em all like Tyson, that’s no coincidence
Ab-Soul, don’t forget the hyphen, I might throw a fit
You think I lived in the Salvation Army but all it is
Is that we got a new 2Pacalypse Now
When? Before the apocalypse
Wow, how do you come up with this?
If you behind Ab, then maybe you can stomach this
Who could fuck with it?
I know you got a dick but use your head, bruh
They sleeping on me by a colony of bed bugs
Cut from a different cloth and no one knows my thread count
My mind is like a sword, you’d swore I’d have a hair cut
Soul and Budden, no discussion
Joe, you know it’s nothing
Wrote the score, and then I scored, metaphor, and 1

[Hook]
I don’t know about you, hey, I don’t know about them
I just do what I do, they just do what they can
They be hating on the man, with a knife in their hand
Cut from a different cloth, cut from a different cloth
All these niggas on my dick, all these bitches on my balls
Cut from a different cloth, cut from a different cloth
Middle fingers to the fakers, middle fingers to em all

[Verse 2: Joe Budden]
Yall can hold the applause
I just did what these other niggas was scared to do
Tell me life is hard, I’ll ask what the fuck do you compare it to?
Quarter on the loose, I’m blessed enough that I can spare a few
Told me I’d be dead, the fact I’m breathing is a miracle
Yall got Gollum, listening to all these dudes that yall call lyrical
Excluding under conclusion
That you young and you dumb if that’s how they appear to you
I’d be lying if I said your words ain’t bother me
Be lying I ain’t think it was trickery or reverse psychology
I came in on Rakim, watch yall take the bar, yall lowered it
Won’t stay in line like a battered wife, ain’t too many spots yall can go with it
How long yall gonna febreeze manure and think the fans won’t notice it?
Nah, I ain’t get angrier, but the chip on my shoulder did
Not to gloat, if I ain’t one of the GOATS
Ya’ll probably missed my track record
Either that or yall just ain’t been keeping track of records
I just been waiting till that sentiment passed
Yall ain’t even gotta be drunk to feel this genuine draft
I’m letting Benjamins stack
Shouldn’t be hard to tell if the boy is potent
I’m the only time you’ll see a madman devoid of emotion
Cause they fear me in any cypher the hear me in
Only rapping with Soul for the outer body experience
So hats off, y’all fit for this
But y’all the type we laugh at
I’m way ahead, and when I aim for yours
Something tells me he won’t snap back
All I ever been was a outcast
This time in the moment, I moved past that
But the burner name is Jackson
And your alias is Baghdad
It’s not a game, try to execute
2K’D my old bitch, know I keep a ex to shoot
If anyone tried to do the math they’d probably be mad as fuck
Said I’d never amount to shit, now they trying to add it up

[Hook]