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[Joe Budden - 1:]
I broke a while ago
picking up the pieces
Memoirs of how the
Can feel
I talk to God as a matter of fact I plead with
At times I hate my reflection and others Im
half the Im arrogant other times Im vengeful
at its to convince me, at times its to convince you
done a lot of wrong but I never felt resentful
its been so many times Ive track of who to repent to
half the Im in the cut
want you to notice me
roll with me and youll see that Im only awkward
the time Im spiteful, double barrell rifle
I owe so many payback I feel I got the right too
so if you need a case in point you can refer to
and it will prove painkillers never murdered nothing
all it did was me succumb put ice in me
put ice in me, me numb
when I the places it takes me from
Im strong...

Strong enough to catch right
smell it as as you get in my ride
see me, rules never apply
dont tell me how I should live my
put seat back, got it if you need that
you should fuck with me
tell me if you ride or die, la la la la la la la la

Budden - Verse 2:]
Listen up as the center
my inner thoughts are a inner war
headaches act as a trembling force on my ward
distraught
every word fromt his the boss
its brought to you the people your ministers Porsche
roping on dental floss
before the haters begin to get
and weed got my temperment off
but why my temper get lost
as soon as the temperature frost
Im having intercourse in a resort
criminal report, pricey condos at a cost
my train of thought as simple as yours
so if our paths happen to incidentally
I pray that you can all my miniature flaws
until then lets let the bass
take the shots straight I dont see a to chase it
trying to fight the til theres something to replace it
I welcome yall to be my on this spaceship

[Joe - Verse 3:]
Yo, me and the game would get so
wed order take out the chinese stores
they make sure you bring for a hundred
rob em, on the metals off
figured if we beat the off em
then how the fuck was he gon off
live and die by the high, I was born by it
since Pac my mom the needle like go on try it
got me like aint a nigga can harm me
so I go and scoop a mommy that wanna come the army
she was so militant, disciplined,
so I to her, bet you wouldnt mind shilling it
I got to know her on my
I gave her my honourable and she took like a soldier
since she the type you gotta watch she come around
really she only get high so she can down
lost her when I said she aint gotta
once you start to life youll be on the same level

[Crooked I - 4:]
I was five this what my father said
I should have pulled you out and left you on mommas waterbed
you asked me, my poppas
alcoholic jeans him since a toddler bottle fed
put me on your stainless, Im brainless, Im a hollow
my life was the
surprised Im even walking, can you blame me if Im
but I aint Hawkings
I God is in my radius
I can see him walking in the face of an innocent but not when preachers talking
my people sleep in coffins I miss em Im breaking down in the face of a bad bitch Im supposed to be taking down
ride while Im crying, Im dying inside
cause my pain is beside a giant lethiathon and Im hiding the World
they hit me with everything but the sink
how same place I vomit when I lick a drink
I need to get a shrink
how can therapy take care of me when I dont give a what niggas think!