Say, Billy Budd So you think you should? Oh, everyone's laughing Say, Billy Budd So you think that you should? Everyone's laughing Since I took up with
[Joe Budden - Intro] (J.Lo) (You don't do love, you do love, Joey do love) Jenny, ha-ha we gon' do it like [J. Lo] Take it away, the fact that I can'
let her know just who you are I know a couple gals that we can call down They'll shake the pictures right all of the wall We're bar room buddies and
She's a slip of a girl to be out of school She's a product of apartheid She won her spurs under minority rule She's a product of apartheid Afrikaners
[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
[Joe Budden] Thug changes Now we were once two n-ggas of the same kind Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line Sorta, honestly Ill never guessed
[Joe Budden - Verse 1] uh, I got bitches on my dick, I don?t want em there. closet full of brand names, I don?t wanna wear everybody got advice that I
The bars show you mad struggle Along with detailed scriptures of my past trouble That?s why they try to keep me quiet with a bad muzzle Can?t take the
Nothing stays the same forever.....not even me Check this...check it [Joe Budden - Verse 1] Something must've changed me, n-ggas might defame me But
Than the time comes for you to be your own man, and take on the World And you did, but somewhere along the lines, you changed, you stopped being you! [Verse 1: Joe Budden
Look, I was always told you can?t make it make sense don?t trust it So I?ll be out the country with the phone off, f-ck it Grown from when I was dusted
If all else fails, I'll get back to what I know Rachet for my foes, watching for it fallin take a stab at it was snow Long john jacket for the cold Some
Woooh. The weekend is here... (Aye) Which only means one thing. It's time to call up that old faithful weekend warrior. And ladies if you don't know what
Check it, 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
Check this I be at the mall, walk up at in the store Glance up at the wall, pick out a few kicks I need 11's in these, matter of fact While you at it
Pray for me, need y'all to just pray for me Pray for me, somebody just pray for me Somebody pray for me, need y'all to just pray for me Somebody pray
Funk, funk, ready? Check me out now Come along, come-a, come along But I don't trust niggas so make sure you come alone I hand picked you you think sensibly
[Verse 1:] If I had a choice I rather my higher power decide to take me first, I think the other way around would only make me worse, Rarely was I ever