Joe Budden

[fox69]

"Stained"

"Stained"


[DJ On Point] The name of this shit right here is called Stained

[Sample - Staind: Outside]
I'm on the outside and I'm looking in
I can see through you, see your true colours
Inside you're ugly, ugly like me
I can see through you, see through the real you

[Joe Budden]
Lemme talk to them real quick
It's, it's, it's what? It's that On Top music

Niggaz said the only cat I cared about is myself
When shit's thick, don't nobody's whereabouts but myself
When you're faced with it all and your back's against the wall
You'll be listenin' but all you hear about is yourself
Tell me what you supposed to do when yourself ain't reliable
You're lookin' in the mirror but yourself ain't desirable
Need another nigga besides yourself on the side of you
Can't listen to yourself, all he do is lie to you
Now tell me who's supposed to have your best intrest
When shit ain't lookin' up, you start havin' less intrest
Tryin' to leave the hood but the slugs keep commin'
Keep chasin' the buck but the buck keep runnin'
I don't trust nobody, I don't love nobody
I don't fuck with nobody but me, I can't lose
No moves'll be funny and I never let myself down
How so? I don't expect too much from me

[Sample]

I'm everything the hip hop critics try and __
Got no problem bringin' out the shit hip hop hides
So I do the club shit for the blind, they can't see
You write some substance and sometimes they can't read
Needle in the haystack, hidden jewel the most
So fly, down to earth, he's so cool to most
A regular hood nigga with he's two the most
And he's so smart, he's stupid. Still a fool to most
Tell me how could somebody so sane, be so off
So normal, he's not. It's so strange, he's so lost
And you're lookin' for someone to blame, there's no fault
Now you're feelin' all this pain, there's no source
Eyes open, I can't blink right now, I can't think right now
Bartender, I need a drink right now
Pen movin' but there's not enough ink right now
Not a ship you can't sink right now

[Sample]

T-shirt filthy nigga, eyes lookin' like a guilty nigga
Beard look like he's a Philly nigga
Fistball like somebody tryna steal me nigga
I pour my heart out on wax, you gotta feel me nigga
And no over the counter that can heal me nigga
Gun cocked like there's some nigga tryna kill me nigga
And try whatever it is you tryna deal me nigga
'Lest they got some new shit that might grill me nigga
I pull out like break me off, peel me nigga
The games short like I owe you, bill me nigga
Unless you're a thick bitch that might appeal to me nigga
Naw don't beat me down, don't drill me nigga
I'm like really nigga, I'm too ill to these niggaz
How long you think this games gonna conceal me nigga
Even if I don't scan a few milly my nigga
I fell and I got up and I'm still me nigga

[Talking]
It's, it's, it's what? It's that On Top music

 

[fox69]

"Stand Up Nucca"

"Stand Up Nucca"


[Joe Budden]
Uh-huh...
I just want everybody to kinda be clear..
Of what's takin place right now...
It's not an introduction, it's more like a beginning...
It's like the calm before the storm...
I guess you can sorta call it, the rebirth...
Or the birth period... it's the growth...
For all my real niggaz... real people in general...
It's never one-dimensional, it goes out to everybody...
If you can though... just kinda take some time out...
Relate to it

For all my mans that died, with grams at they side
Plans just to ride, gun jammed when he drive
Ballers who never made it out the hood
Cats who owed, but never made it out the hood
If they offered you pleas and you went to court with it
My dawgs doin time cause you got caught with it
Or if you need cheddar, blast heat whenever
And run from the cops cause you know the streets better
Dope niggaz who rich cause they know connects
Or dope niggaz who spit but got no connects
If you pitch to pay rent, but get no business
Life in the state pen but get no visits
Fend for yourself cause you ain't got no boys
Ride or die, cause really you ain't got no choice
If your alibi's straight when you're wanted on the stand
Soldiers that take they football numbers like a man
Hustle O-Z cause your product rich there
Hood know you snitch but you gotta live there
You held your man shot, you don't know where it hit him
And you tryin to buy guns, you don't know where to get 'em
If you strapped in the streets with your palms all black
Young G's that gotta see they moms on crack
Pop can't be found, hand me down
When you the oldest out of five, hold the family down
If you caught a body and your wiz hid you out
If you slept in the park when moms kicked you out
Or if you gonna die, you gon' leave with a slug
Idolized your big bro, but he was a thug
If you squeeze in leather first cause it never hurt
Street cats that never work cause it never worked
Or if you got your shit snatched, ripped clipped and masked
Too small for the kickback, but gotta get your shit back
Killed niggaz playin, was only boxin
Accept twenty flat as your only option
Calm in the jungle in between the system
If you high on parole and gotta clean your system
If you told 'em to stop, cause soon you'll lose it
When you pull up your pants bled, bullet wounds to prove it
Or if you grabbed the liquor, swallow it hard
If they drive-by on you but you follow the car
Full clip cause your foes is lurkin; or the D's at your door
with a picture cause you know this person
If you dead broke, but forced into extortin
Cause your girl pregnant and she don't want a abortion
Got charged but 'fore strap a gun anyway
Took the state's lawyer, but you won anyway
Stand up cats beat the odds by far
Real recognize real, R.R.R.

Don't mistake a amped up nucca.. for what?
For a stand up nucca.. I won't
If you a stand up nucca.. then what?
Then stand up nucca.. R.. R.. R..

Basically, that's about it...
Hope you people get a better understanding...
And roll with me... geah!
Let's get into it...

 

[fox69]

"Star Inside Of Me"
(feat. Suzy Q)

"Star Inside Of Me"
(feat. Suzy Q)



[Intro - Joe Budden - talking (Suzy Q)]
(A staaaarrr)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
One two, one two
(Is inside of meeeee)
One two, one two
Uh, uh, uh
Nod ya head, if you want clap ya hands to it
It's just music, you feel like it dance to it
Uh, uh, come on

[DJ On Point - talking over Intro (echo)]
Name of this record right here is called Star Inside
Shout to Dub B on the beat
Let's go

[Verse 1 - Joe Budden]
If you feel like I feel it's all love, what up?
Now throw ya motherfuckin fingers in the air, (oh), yeah
Mr. On Fact, here to do it like on fact, this ain't about rap
If you ain't come to feel good, we gonna do it without you
Too low, turn the music louder, yeah
Turn the music loud in here
You understand that what y'all about to hear
Feelin myself, homie what?
See I'm a leader, won't show me up
Nah, see they won't slow me down, won't slow me up
Sky's the limit, 'til I die and I'm in it
But that's not the case tonight
Pop a case tonight
Like whatever you want do, it's okay tonight
See 'cause all of that salt we gon' shake tonight
Now bring the break aight

[Chorus - Suzy Q - w/ ad libs]
I'm just tryin to be me
'Cause there's only one me
Strip away materials and seriously
These things don't make me
Nothin can break me
I shine because a star is inside of me

[Verse 2 - Joe Budden (Suzy Q)]
I write Mood Muzik, know a lot of you ain't used to
Jot my life on wax, I'm puttin you through it
No lies, it's all truth to it
Do the music 'cause it's (inside of me) (okay)
Fans wanted the real, I went and gave it to 'em
I'm not a street nigga, nah just relate to 'em
I just relay through 'em
Show the way to 'em, never fake to 'em, that ain't (inside of me) (hold up)
Don't be afraid, show the World who you are
Go and show the World you a star (you could)
Reach to the stars, go ahead show the World that it's ours
And then the World'll know that it's (inside of me)
40 acres and a mule to, 40 K's on the Mueller
See I'm just thinkin of ways to get my dudes up
They use to say we was losers
I beg to differ, that ain't me, now

[Chorus - w/ ad libs]

[Break - Suzy Q - talking]
Give it to 'em Joe
Give it to 'em Joe
Give it to 'em Joe
(You got it)

[Verse 3 - Joe Budden (Suzy Q)]
They say if you don't stand for nothin, you'll fall for anything
'Cause of that there, I see the whole game on the ground
Watchin what works, we all chasin a hit
Instead of takin a risk, so we changin our sound now
Now we all chase jewels, big trucks and income
All that and then some, chase whatever trend come (but)
At least 'til the trend's done (but)
But that don't change within none (yeah)
And I'm not sayin to not have a Benz son
Rings that shiny, whatever things' timely
Those things help to unwind me (but)
But naw those things don't help define me
Aim at the basics, aim you can make it
'Cause even when the whole game seems tainted
I'm a star without the chains and the bracelets
'Cause that fly shit is (inside of me)

[Chorus - w/ ad libs]

[Outro - Suzy Q - singing]
A glow is comin from my heart
Open yours and find a star
(Hey!) ...
(Hey!)

[DJ On Point - talking over the end of the Outro (echo)]
Shout to my nigga NYCEO
Mixtapehype.com
Can't forget my nigga D.C., Central Station
Out in Long Island
DJ On Point, Joe Budden, Mood Muzik 3

 

[fox69]

"State Of You"

"State Of You"


[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

 

[fox69]

"Stay Schemin' (Freestyle)"

"Stay Schemin' (Freestyle)"



Used to strive to be a G but that caper was over wit’
When I wanted a M, this was all labeled appropriate
One I fronted for, one was heavy in the rear
Til I made that and realized that one was already there
Check it, they asking bout my well being, well I been fine
I just did some sets of 50 on the incline
I don’t do the games, but if I happen to be into one
Burner to his melon, just my version of temple run
They tell me I’m crazy, they say that Joe’s off
But I ain’t tryna rap wit new ideas using old thoughts
The whole premise of they argument is so forced
So what that say for you, if you concluded that wit’ no cause
That’s just some lil truth for you know-it-alls
Nigga I can roof a bowling ball
I make a mayor change his point of view
And won’t always show wit’ his face depends on who its pointed to
Now a bunch of groupie niggas want to join the crew
Models want to join the pool, it’s funny what some coins will do
My regular sex’ll be a porn to ya’ll
Its wierd since I never fucked none of my friends that’s porno stars
Wait… forgot about that night up in the fountain blue
Decapitate that other bar, head I wasn’t counted dude
When its normal for you, you ain’t gotta play to win
I’m more concerned with how Melo’s gonna play wit Lin
I took a break for a sec, I’m done chilling
Thought I lost my hunger, kind of had this numb feeling
Haters say I’m wack, paint me as that one villain
But I’ll be nice longer than they gon’ be unwilling nigga!
Now I’m only chasing bills hard
You won’t understand it ’til you face the right pill charge
Worry free cause my lawyer get it crunk
Told me I’d get time serve without ever hitting a bunk
I don't bother wit’ a glock
Or haven’t since I parted from the block
But if duke talking crazy then he’ll do it to a cartridge full of shots
Find his body in a river down in Austin won’t matter if his father is a doc
Nigga!! Feet dangling from a small stretcher
Convo interrupted by a small heckler
Cause the boy feel like rapping again
You heard a Clue tape you know its about to happen again
Joey…

 

[fox69]

"Still My Hood"

"Still My Hood"


[Intro - Joe Budden - talking]
See like
People can't relate to it, don't understand it
Cause they ain't never been there, they ain't from there
I understand it

[DJ On Point - talking over last line of Intro (echo)]
As we wrap this shit up
We call this one (Still My Hood)

[Verse 1 - Joe Budden]
Even though they hate 'em (oh), even though when a nigga try to make a come up
(It's a), it's another nigga waitin just to run up
Though they sellin rocks for shorts
And every night around twelve you hear them shots go off (talk to 'em)
And know niggaz is rats, some boys is wired
And the food in the supermarket's all expired (whoa)
Every block's a liquor store, an abandoned building
Drunk parents at the liquor store abandonin children (let's go)
Though the sky seems gray, we'll get through the weather
And even though they fill our grade schools with metal detectors
Some cops is crooked and police indecent
And you can catch a body up the street from the precinct
Though we got a lot of shit wrong, a lot of shit goin on
Gotta love it, this the place I was born, so I sit here dedicatin this song
This is still my hood

[Chorus - Joe Budden - w/ ad libs]
Now everywhere I roam, though they keep the chrome, it's no place like home
This is still my hood
And it's far from fine, I may like other places but they far from mine
Gotta love my hood
And I only know one place that be like that, if I ever leave, trust
I'll be right back
It's my hood
It may not be good, it may not be like it should
But let me get one thing understood, this is still my hood

[DJ On Point - talking over Chorus]
Shout to Wyks on the beat
Can't forget NV, what up nigga?

[Verse 2 - Joe Budden]
You know they got them Macs out until ya time's up
And the barbers'll fuck ya line up (this is still my hood)
Hold up 'cause even though
You can't meet a girl ain't fucked a nigga you know (gotta love my hood)
This the same place you can't get a job
They look at you, like you young and you black
get the fuck out of dodge (fuck out of here)
Get a gun, get some crack, feel like that's our only op'
Tell ourselves we'll fall back as soon as that money stop (oh!)
They feast on ya watch (and)
And dudes stand on the corner like if life passes us by at least we
wanna watch (talk to 'em)
Clowns get extorted (whoa), gangstas get recorded (whoa)
Mami don't know if she should keep it or abort it (get rid of it)
Cops you'll never will catch me, I'm aware all my warrants
And I'm not goin down (naw), naw that's not goin down (nah)
Carjackings, shootouts is imperial here
And I dare you find a ratchet with the serial, yeah
Though you might have to raise ya gun, just to raise ya sums
This ain't the place you want to raise ya son (never that)
A few dudes'll argue about they favorite rapper
Other dudes sit and think of different ways they could yak ya
Don't take it personal, it's just the paper they after
So I keep mine on me, just in case I might have to
and still no other place that I'd rather
Gotta love my hood

[Chorus - w/ ad libs]

[Verse 3 - Joe Budden]
If you've never been, you can't really know about it (naw)
System's fucked up, the jails is overcrowded (whoa)
Murder rates is up and as a matter of fact
A couple of close friends of mine have added to that
And I rate nothin above it, I know it seems odd but I hate it and I love it (naw)
Naw, I hate that I love it (yeah, yep)
The same things that seem to get me always pissed
As soon as I leave, I always miss, it's always like this
So small, everybody knows everybody
It's body after body, it's robbery after robbery
Hookers on the strip, some girls'll be a ho
We got a few local legends, I guess the world'll never know
From Jers to Little Rock, the hood'll never die down
B-More, D.C., Compton, Chi-Town, New York to VA, ya town's like my town
Let's go

[Chorus - 2X - w/ ad libs]

[Outro - Joe Budden - talking]
Whoa!
This goes out to everybody in every hood man
no matter where ya at, where ya from
New Orleans, Mississippi
Vancouver, London, T. Dot
Wherever you at, I don't even care man [fades out]

 

[fox69]

"Stuck In The Moment"

"Stuck In The Moment"



When the night falls, and the smoke clears
Millions of miles away, yet they so near
I remember memories, so I'm never lead astray
When tomorrow comes I know it's only due to yesterday
Without a boundary, check my latitute
New attitude, see I'm grateful for having grattitude
I'm not complacent, but got no regrets
Few hatin niggas want to see me regress
Deep breath, life is too short for me to be stressed
Interpret ice grillin and their way of sayin he's blessed
You wanna hate, I got my own show, be my guest
Remember doctors used to tell me I was depressed
At the time was dating a model with double d chest
Till I thought, then she laughed that shit off and said these's F's
Before I bought my first gun, was already armed
Teach you bout coof, little bit of class heavy charm
Used to get my laughs(?), for a nice chain, heavy charm
High school drop out, but went to every prom
Now everyone I went to high school with
They 30 years plus still on some high school shit
Seems like all the fly niggas, and bitches that was well off
Is junk head high niggas, all the bitches fell off
From surgery, rappin to niggas that never heard of me
Burglaries, dappin up niggas that want to murder me
If you close minded, I call that an emergency
Blind fold yourself as if there's nothin more to further see
Honestly that's absurd to me
If the sky is the limit then where is the urgency
I embrace life, I'm so carefree
I won't judge y'all if you don't care to be
Just know no matter who you are, the right system
Can turn a role player into a superstar
I'm talking rock bottom, a whole 'nother teir
Stuck in the moment made me move to a whole 'nother year
How'd I become straight forward, no baggage
Y'all can run from the past, I'ma make my way towards it
Nigga I remember stage fright
Back when I didn't know if I could rock the stage right
Who knew I'd end up being the nicest
My point, hard to come up short when shit is priceless
Hard to come up short when shit is priceless

I can't explain it, I just gotta embrace it
But something got me feeling this way
Instead of running, I'm waiting here for it
Cause nothin ever felt this great
I'm stuck in the moment
Stuck in the moment, the moment
Stuck in the moment, the moment
Stuck in the moment

 

[fox69]

"Survivor"
(feat. Kiyamma Griffin)

"Survivor"
(feat. Kiyamma Griffin)



[1 - Joe Budden by himself]
[2 - Joe Budden and K.G. together]
[3 - K.G. singing by himself]

[Intro: K.G. & Joe Budden sing together]
When your mind ain't right, and it's hard to sleep
And you try to hide the pain, but your scars are deep
Nigga look me in my eyes and tell me what you see, yeah..
When your mind ain't right, and it's hard to sleep
And you try to hide the pain, but your scars are deep
Nigga look me in my eyes and tell me what you see..

[Verse]
[1] - And my heart is like
[3] - There's one thing poppa told me
[1] - If nothin else in this world, it's how to survive
[2] - When I'm against all odds, and when the odds against me
[3] - I travel wherever my path may lead
[2] - Knowin nobody got my back like me
[1] - I'm gonna survive
[2] - And if you walk in my shoes
[2] - Guarantee you'll be just like me
[1] - And my heart is like
[3] - And if you leave me alone in the V with the chrome
[3] - I won't hurt nothin, but I need to be alone
[1] - Nigga.. just me and my Sam Cooke tapes
[1] - And my heart is like
[3] - And baby if you don't understand
[3] - Then I gotta let you go... go... go...
[1] - Geah, I'm sorry baby
[1] - And my heart is like
[2] - I'm talkin all along the way
[2] - With all I used to say, I almost couldn't take it
[2] - Said I wouldn't make it, to be twenty-one
[2] - I'ma stand up on my own two
[1] - And my heart is like
[3] - I've travelled high and low and
[3] - If there's one thing I know I know I know
[3] - I know how to survive

[Chorus: K.G. & Joe Budden + (Joe Budden)]
When your mind ain't right, and it's hard to sleep
And you try to hide the pain, but your scars are deep
Nigga look me in my eyes and tell me what you see, yeah..
(And my heart is like)
When your mind ain't right, and it's hard to sleep
And you try to hide the pain, but your scars are deep
Nigga look me in my eyes and tell me what you see..
(And my heart is like)

[Verse]
[3] - Nigga I'm a soldier, ain't nobody gon' hold me down
[1] - Hold me down, nah
[3] - Now that I'm closer, all the snakes play me closely now
[1] - And my soul is like
[3] - Homey I'm a soldier, ain't nobody gon' hold me down
[1] - And my mind is like
[3] - Now that I'm closer, all the snakes play me closely now
[1] - And my soul is like
[2] - Just livin on the edge homey ain't no joke
[2] - And nah baby bro I don't smoke, but go ahead
[3] - Playa.. playahhh
[1] - You can like that, I'm good
[1] - And my soul is like
[3] - And baby if you don't understand
[3] - Then I gotta let you go... go... go...
[1] - I'm sorry baby
[2] - I remember when they hated on me but I made it homey yea
[2] - I remember when they hated on me, YEAH
[2] - Don't smile at me now, YEAHHHH
[1] - And my soul is like
[2] - If you wasn't there for the bad, nigga don't come when it's good
[2] - Naw dawg, it ain't all good
[2] - Wonder what made him think it was still all good, YEAHHHH
[1] - And my soul is like

[Chorus - substitute "and my soul is like" for Joe's solo lines]

[Verse]
[3] - Nigga I'm a soldier, ain't nobody gon' hold me down
[3] - Now that I'm closer, all the snakes play me closely now
[1] - And my heart is like
[3] - Homey I'm a soldier, ain't nobody gon' hold me down
[3] - Now that I'm closer, all the snakes play me closely now
[1] - And my heart is like.. I can't think right now
[1] - Can't cope, can't drink, can't smoke, uh-uh
[1] - And my soul is like.. I can't eat right now
[1] - I'm not healthy, I'm askin you God help me like - please
[1] - Show me somethin

 

[fox69]

"Switch Positions"
(feat. Omarion)

"Switch Positions"
(feat. Omarion)



[Intro:]
See these other dudes is into you cause you fine
And even that's fine, I don't mind alright
Me, I have fun my whole life
You can find that anywhere
It's about lil more than that over here
It's more than just a after-sex
Call me when you want something else
From something til

[Verse 1:]
Top off, trench coat
Slow it down, switch the tempo
White wine, in slow
Curtains open, let the neighbors watch us through the window
Lights out, candle lit
I'm tryna see what's up right now
Got me open as a fuck right now
Probably why I'm tryna fuck right now
I'll take that back, it's the wrong impression
But I bet you 30 minutes leave a long impression
Hair pulled, with your back arched
I ain't even gotta ask who this is
Foolishness, you heaven sent
And it's evident how you do that shit
Got a compliment, yo confidence
'Cause I love how you exude that shit
Already know you the illest alive
You don't even shine to prove that shit
Call it training day, I know wifey proud of me
Til I had a draining day, she suck the life right out of me
My turn, gon eat it
Turn over, but I'm tryna keep it

[Chorus:]
Can't you see that I'm gonna give you everything [?]
Everything that you need
What I really feel is
Sexual healing is what I am giving you
I know that I'm a pro, girl wait
Switch positions, switch positions
I know that I'm a pro, girl wait
Switch positions
Let's do it

[Interlude:]
Tonight let's get it lusty
I wanna touch you
And if it make you my girlfriend I'm gonna cuff you
Maybe we can chill all day
Ride up on the beach and now I play
What you say?
(What you say?)
What you say? What you want?
What you need? Yea you know I like that fuck
Got that fire, anything I let you have
Just sex me

[Verse 2:]
Full course meal, now the dinner gone
Closet full of clothes, still nothing but the skin is on
Don't matter if it's your place or my place
But if mine, the patio got a fireplace
Trust me, you ain't seen shit just yet
Not compared to how shit can get
Me on top of you dripping sweat
And that don't matter, you drippin wet
Your turn, on top
And you can crash here, just promise me you won't stop

[Chorus:]
Can't you see that I'm gonna give you everything [?]
Everything that you need
What I really feel is
Sexual healing is what I am giving you
I know that I'm a broke, girl wait
Switch positions, switch positions
I know that I'm a broke, girl wait
Switch positions
Let's do it

[Verse 3:]
Two rounds might lead to four
All the pain know how you feel low
Me suckin on you, all while you bitin on that pillow
Same time next week but I asked her how she feel first
Said she wanted some days off, since she needed to heal first
She told me smack her ass like she was actin up
I told her put it down, but she backed it up
Our turn, one forever
Arrive separate but come together

[Chorus:]
Can't you see that I'm gonna give you everything [?]
Everything that you need
What I really feel is
Sexual healing is what I am giving you
I know that I'm a broke, girl wait
Switch positions, switch positions
I know that I'm a broke, girl wait
Switch positions
Let's do it

[Outro:]
Yea
You know?
I visualize
Every part of you
And I just
I can't help but to explore
Every part of you, yea

 

[fox69]

"Talk 2 'Em"

"Talk 2 'Em"



(Yo, Yo)
How many Mc's must get dissed?
How niggas still think they can still fuck with the kid? (OOO)
I guess I moved up in the world, duke is not happy
take it as my success throwing shots at me (Talk 2 Em!)
gotta calm the lions, tame shooters
gotta catch a new body with the same ruger
we don't spit the same mucas (Naw!)
I'm a boss and you not, shit the even tried to kill Frank Lucas (Talk 2 Em!)
so nigga if I die tomorrow, you ain't gotta ask why tomorrow
dog I done con the likes of niggas you shouldn't con with
made bons with niggas you shouldn't bond with (Talk 2 Em!)
Im sick world in my palm shit re-peated convict
while the dogs trying to con Vick, shit
I guess what im tryin say, is niggas die running like Ryan Shay (Talk 2 Em!)
all the Lean Me niggas, got high hopes call them Dream Team niggas
gin is in my blood is a king gene nigga
I make you appear to be whatever I feel like Green Screen niggas (Talk 2 Em!)
so go and get suped off words, maybe do it for Jerz
maybe dudes disturbed (Talk 2 Em!), maybe dudes no go, maybe dudes bezerked
so when I pull up in a tank maybe you deserve (Me!) (Talk 2 Em!)
I get into dudes character defects, before your deal you was a character reject
humble pie when you see a character regress
fuck ya tape homie, I pass it up, eject (Talk 2 Em!)
time to seperate the real from the lies
the hills have eyes, but when the hill of ya demise
I reveal at the skies in a hot Ferrari
its a new Joe in town and its not Girardi (Talk 2 Em!)
Look, turn pink her face getting her Cam on
In the club man on, freak gettin her jam on
Hands on trying to put her hands on the ice
cause its Saw part 4 dog, big enough to stand on (Talk 2 Em!)
when did rappers start acting this fly
say you top 5, they'll grab it and ride, but i'm humble
so even though I Am Legend, I can say Will Smith's the best rapper alive (Talk 2 Em!)
When they tell you, your doing ya thing
they taking your tampon out and pulling the string
How the fuck you a thug when you stay shook nigga?
more like a school boy, a facebook nigga (Talk 2 Em!)
Im just straving this can't be greed
Im not a drug lord, don't nobody hand me keys
Gotta drop a few branches off my family tree
raised my sons all wrong, yes i'm Andy Reid it's me (Talk 2 Em!)
I can't put the jewels on without no chrome
I can't rock these Ice Cream's without the Cold Stone's
Im so focused, get on some long nose shit
and ill have the goons surround you on some Rose shit (Talk 2 Em!)
the more I get into, streets or instrumentals
bum ass niggas remind me of Mr. Wendal
Me, on the horizen, I've been trying to bring pies in
more dudes then Verizon behind them (Talk 2 Em!)
bunch of generals behind me, Im the crew chief
busting off my Ricky Davis, thats the new Heat
Ive come clean about me and its a damn shame
only Religions im into is a brand name (Talk 2 Em!)
Campaign going full thortal like a race
feeling Funkdafied get a bottle to the face
Face, for you times is rough too (WHY?)
cause aint nobody buying ya albums but you (Talk 2 Em!)
from the sounds of everything I hear you lost it
still rap aight, but ya peers exhausted
fuck ya bunch of money, put ya ego to the side
and maybe its time to study ya understudy (Talk 2 Em!)
I mean, are we hustling or are we grown up?
everytime I hear you, you changing ya tone up
when the new generation think about Jordan
all they remember is when Iverson crossed him (Talk 2 Em!)
take off the blazer, lossing up the tie
nigga fell in love and superman died
better learn to cover ya ears when the toys pop
I hate ya last single (pause) Boys Roc
can we hear some new niggas with promise?
the new generation won't forget you we promise
we'll always pay homage
but let's get one thing understood son
every Encore ain't a good one! (Talk 2 Em!)