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JOE BUDDEN lyrics - Joe Budden

Survivor

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[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

Baby, It's Cold Outside

TOM JONES "Reload"
I really can't stay But baby, it's cold outside I've got to go away Ah, baby, it's cold outside This evening has been Been hoping that you'd drop in So very nice I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice My mother will start to worry Beautiful, what's your hurry My father will be pacing the floor Listen to that fireplace roar So really I'd better scurry Oh beautiful, please don't hurry Maybe just a half a drink more Why don't you put some records on while I pour The neighbours might think Oh baby, it's bad out there Say, what's in this drink There's no cabs to be had out there I wish I knew how Your eyes are like starlight now To break this spell I'll take your hat, your hair looks swell I ought to say no, no, no, sir Mind if I move a little closer At least I'm gonna say that I tried What's the sense of hurting my pride I really can't stay Baby don't hold out Ahh, but it's cold outside I simply must go Oh, baby, it's cold outside The answer is no You know it's cold outside This welcome has been I'm lucky that you dropped in So nice and warm Look out the window at that storm My sister will be suspicious Oh, your lips look delicious My brother will be there at the door Like waves upon a tropical shore My maiden aunt's mind is vicious Eww, your lips are delicious Well maybe just a cigarette more Never such a blizzard before I've got to go home Ah, baby, you would freeze out there Say, lend me a comb You know it's up to your knees out there You've really been grand I thrill when you touch my hand But don't you see How can you do this thing to me There's bound to be talk tomorrow Making my life long sorrow At least there will plenty implied If you caught pneumonia and died I really can't stay Get over that old out Ah but it's cold outside

Happy Thoughts

MICK JENKINS "FreeNation Presents, The Pursuit of HappyNess. The Story of MickalasCage. fool..."
[Yawns] We're gonna do something a little different here for ya folks Free... [Clears throat, sniffles] It's gonna be really groovy, man Marijuana rollin' Keep them bottles comin', models comin' Take a seat, be fake with me cause they know I got dollas comin' This is what it takes to be happy? Please... Don't let them bleed yo' mind My nigga just free yo' mind I hope you can see it nigga, been prayin' for peace/piece of mind Chiefin' on leafy greens and thinkin' just like LeBron The 4th quarter's up on us, I'm hopin' we finish strong Prop and Chris do too much I'm just hopin' we finish song Niggas be smokin' with' us and hopin' to finish bongs The quotes is what's really potent, the focus is on what's wrong The message is in yo' mind, I'm hopin' you sing along I know you gone listen close, I just hope that you see the prob Marijuana rollin' Keep them bottles comin', models comin' Take a seat, be fake with me cause they know I got dollas comin' This is what it takes to be happy? Please... Don't let them bleed yo' mind My nigga just free yo' mind I hope you can see it nigga, been prayin' for peace/piece of mind Still feelin' peachy kings save this peach drink, they be divine Calypso it be the bomb, tell 'em about it Mick HappyNess is for the free, you can tell 'em about the clique How we tell 'em about our hearts, or we tell 'em about a brick Gotta break it down for these niggas then sell it out on the strip Off the strength We isn't whack And they feelin' a couple tracks And I'm movin' like Nicky Bond so I'm flipin' a couple packs, of this brick Music you hearin' I'm chillin' with all my niggas New Amsterdam in my Sprite I'm happy without that life A master plan in my sights Keep it tight When I right, fool And keep that Marijuana rollin' Keep them bottles comin', models comin' Take a seat, be fake with me cause they know I got dollas comin' This is what it takes to be happy? Please... Don't let them bleed yo' mind My nigga just free yo' mind I hope you can see it nigga, been prayin' for peace/piece of mind Free I told you it was gonna be groovy man

7-1-3

LIL' FLIP "Undaground Legend"
[Lil'Flip] Lil' Flip Represent 7-1-3 Now when you see me in the Lamborghini speeding, bumpin Screw I know you see my license plate, 'Lil' Flip #2' I use to skip summer school, hit the block and move work That was enough to buy some shoes, pants, and a new shirt Now I'm shinin like Puff, wearin diamonds like Puff We got everybody else music sounding like US So hold up! You better get your own style Cause we been bumpin Screw down here for a while! And when you see me at the mall, Just me and my dawg I'm shoppin with them, Cause I ain't trickin for a broad I do shows and rock crowds, And then I get paid Summer time, I'm on dubs, Winter time, I'm on blades My whole click livin laid, man we all got Vets My crib so big, I ain't even see my room yet But hold up! You better get your own style Cause we been buyin six-figure homes for a while! Now when you see me in the Vibe, Murder Dog and The Source And the XXL, standing next to a Porsche I get paid with my voice, so I pimp these beats I hate commercial rap, so I pimp these streets You don't work you don't eat, that's a known fact I just don't rap, nigga I know how to act But hold up! You better get your own style Cause we been fuckin with magazines for a while! [Chorus x1] Because we represent the 7-1-3! The type of Rappers y'all never goin be! We makin money y'all never goin see! Because we represent the 7-1-3! Houston, Texas nigga! Now when you see me with Tigga, On BET Or 106 and Park, with AJ and Free Or MTV, come take a look at my house And after that, come take a look at my mouth Yea I represent the South, like Pastor Troy And I'm still Fresh and Clean, like Andre and Big Boi But hold up! You better get your own style Cause we been talkin shit on TV for a while! Now when you see me with a sweet, blowing smoke out my nose 9 times outta 10, I'm probably blowin Hydro So don't blow my high, just leave me alone! Cause I get high like Cheech and Chong Call me 'Afroman' when my hair ain't braided I got 20 tatoo's but I'm still educated But hold up! You better get your own style Cause we been smokin high-time weed for a while! And when you see my at the club, I gotta get my floss on Techno, my ring shinnin, and I got my cross on I gotta brand new phone, Cause I'ma rich nigga And when people call, you can see they picture I'm still Lil'Flipper, but my money got taller And my Benz got wider, and your hundred got smaller But hold up! You better get your own style Cause we been acting bad, drivin cars for a while! When you see me Big Pimpin, like UGK I'm choppin on blades, candy-paint, Jog Grey I'm sittin on Twenty's, but I'm twenty-one I'm ridin with an AK, you still got a B-B Gun So you need to Back, Back, and gimme 50 feet Cause you ain't sellin records like Sucka-Free But hold up! You better get your own style Cause we been ridin around with straps for a while! [Chorus x2] Because we represent the 7-1-3! The type of Rappers y'all never goin be! We makin money y'all never goin see! Because we represent the 7-1-3! Houston, Texas nigga!

Jus' Like Brigitte Bardot

JOSHUA KADISON "Delilah Blue"
Neffertiti came out west in a stolen limousine. Twenty dollars to her name and a walk like you ain't never seen. She moved into number eight with just a bottle in her hand, an old radio wrapped up in it's cord and no particular plan. I watched her in the hallway. She blew me a little kiss and said, Hey, baby, what's a boy like you, doin' in a place like this? Then she said, Well, I hate to be the one to have to give you the news, but this world ain't nothin' but a one way ticket to the blues. Chorus: Then she said, Baby, she said, Baby... Baby, can you help me find a soul station on this old radio? And we can steal us a little salvation if you got no place else to go. Oh, baby, can you help me find a soul station? I'm feeling kinda low and if you use your...use your 'magination, baby, I dance jus' like Brigitte Bardot. I was sweepin' a warehouse floor 'cross town midnight to eight. If my ship was ever comin' in, it sure was dockin' late. Neffertiti was dancin' six nights at a club jut off the strip. After work we'd meet for breakfast, I'd help her count up all her tips. She'd stuff some money in my pocket and say, Baby, go back home. Now what you tryin' to prove, boy, in this city all alone. Then she said, Well, I hate to be the one to have to give you the news, but this world ain't nothin' but a one way ticket to the blues. CHORUS Spoken: She'd say, Mamma must be worried sick about you. She'd make me send home letters every... 'bout every month or so. So I'd be there writing at her kitchen table and Neffertiti'd be dancin' to the sweet soul music playin' on her radio. Mamma wants to rock you, rock you slow, to the sweet soul music on the radio. CHORUS Neffertiti came out west in a stolen limousine

Saddest Day Of My Life W Foxy Brown

WAYNE WONDER
[Foxy] This one, is dedicated, to you [Wayne ] Foxy Brown.. Wayne Wonder.. Puttin it down.. whoa-oh-oh-oh.. c'mon [Chorus: Wayne ] But the saddest day of my life was when she left me with a broken heart I was feeling the pain - the pain, the pain The saddest day of my life was when she left me with a broken heart I was going insane - yeahh-yeahh [Foxy Brown] Now I'm the type of bitch that's one of a kind Y'all know, the kind of bitch that like to sip that fine wine Like to be on top or, get it from behind Either way I throw the pussy like the free throw line Break a nigga spine, tote a calico and dare any bitch fi come try test mine Violate, one time, I cock the nine You, motherfuckin right I bust a bitch over mine Shit, niggaz can cheat and put tips in bitches waist But when we slip up, get a gun in our face Have me missin show dates, heart beatin slow pace Wonder what he doin, who the fuck he screwin Bitches ain't shit; know that that's your man and they still fuck around and try to suck the nigga dick And I'm a bad bitch, I don't play that bullshit Bitch'll catch wreck, I ain't got a full deck nigga [Chorus] [Foxy Brown] Ever since I was a little girl, always wanted to know How the fuck these niggaz think, why de man a move so Why would you jeapordize your whole life Fuckin one bitch for one night; blame it on the liquor How would you feel if I fucked another nigga and told you that that motherfucker made me cum quicker? You'd probably grab the gat and put two in my back One in my face, nigga but it's one in my waist Go 'head and slip, watch me shut down this bitch Cheat on who? Nigga I'll be gone before you And when you with the one you love, disrespect the game 'fore he drive you insane, losin your fuckin brain [Wayne ] Foxy Brown.. Wayne Wonder.. Puttin it down.. whoa-oh-oh-oh.. c'mon [Chorus]1x [Foxy Brown] For months I used to cry, felt like I wanted to die Kept asking God why, do I deserve this? We all make mistakes, ain't nobody perfect We're human, and through it all, I remained a good woman to you Prayin for strength and losin my faith How could you lay in our bed and lie in my face? Jumpin out my sleep Havin nightmares of me tossin and turnin, my heart still burnin Watchin me suffer, relivin my fears Holdin my pillow close while you dryin my tears Stop your blood claat cryin, need to stop lyin and look me in my eyes 'fore these plates start flyin And how the fuck could you disrespect us Everything we stand for, all our love and our trust Seems like I said before, you won't appreciate me and everything we have 'til I'm out the fuckin door [Chorus] [Wayne ] Try to erase, all the memories They're the ones they gon' see If I could forget, all about the past Oh no no no - how long will this go onnnn? [Chorus] (Song slowy fades and finishes)

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