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realize what y'all have done
By letting me get this far

It's taken a lot more time than I thought to get where I'm at
So now that I'm here I wanna tell you

the camera
Portraits hung up
Change my family
Where I come from
Bars only a coping mechanism
Hard to deal with and get over shit as children
Now I’m tryna make

the war aint over, it has just begun
Thoven on another one, I feel like the second son
Treat em like Vegeta, Ima hit em with a Galick Gun
Big Bang, Final

of my brain, it don’t make sense
I’m losing control, now the gang got me anxious
This is not a game
This is not a game kid
No Xbox and it’s no PlayStation

of diapers
Wonder how I'm inspired got so much fire
So much time on the web make me feel like spiders
So much time out of bed to improve my writing
It ain't

now my pockets looking hefty
I'm 5'8 but 7'1 when I'm standing on my wallet
Had to take some out my wallet it wont fit all in my wallet
Perpetrators

a gangsta dyin' 'cause all gangsters die
I can't deny it, you can't tame a lion
I'm a angry lion hangin' by a string, I can't describe it
Feel like

and the amount
Of minutes he bled was killing beats in ‘01
Been owing y'all a throat slit
But now it's me I owe one
A realer rapper, you don't know one

A lot

waitin' since like 7th grade what it take?
Thought by now I'd have the bread to buy a fuckin' lake
But yet & still it's a 9 to 5 barely scrapin' by
'Member

You don't get no second chance
That young man got plenty sense he tryna get up out this city
He can't stand all of this violence, everybody getting

Future of the Roc

Young Gunz

Tough Luv

2004

you work harder or less

(Young Chris)
Just give it all to my daughter wit death
Until then love me
Cee and Neef baby give us a second
Stand tall when

on back and he waves at the lac
And seven kids all come piling out the back
And they all make a run for the toy section
In a minute of fun my display is all

it Master
Listen, you gotta stop callin' Me that
Just because I command a regiment of angels that are angry because people lie
Doesn't mean I'm all

it's fifteen hundred for a bar
In Detroit
Black shoes, black car

In Detroit
I just busted up the wires
Hard left
Now I'm fucking up the ties

I just

Oh ok
Seems like it's a whole lot on my plate
But I can't leave the table till the whole thing scraped
But I can't take a bite before saying my grace

All of Me

Joe Budden

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

I love you and I care
I wish you all the best throughout the rest of your career?"
And then she broke into tears
I pressed seven, took the phone

concepts at their hardest
Yo, 'cause I'm a teacher
And Scott is a scholar
It ain't about money 'cause
We all make dollars
That's why I walk with my head up

before she came but
Never out five seconds late evil like the number six but
Lucky like seven it will take eight of you motherfuckers
To touch my heaven

before she came but
Never out five seconds late evil like the number six but
Lucky like seven it will take eight of you motherfuckers
To touch my heaven

Stretched out my path like its elastic
Got new money I ran out elastics
Come with that force and Make it havoc
Told Em listen said I’d Make it happen
And just

different bracket, it gotta make sense (now or never)
You know I'm still in my prime, girl, I gotta live (gotta live, yeah)
I'm knowin' you got a man, like,

the debt
Give my all and nothing less
And it's paying off
Now i'm only stressed about the
Color of my video
Now i'm blowing up and
only worried bout my

I'm tryna look forward and make it look easy now
Baby I'm bleeding out
I'm faking my happy until the sun goes down
Nigga you bleeding out
I'm looking

I made millions for a lot of people
Now it's time to make millions for myself, you know what I'm saying?
I made millions for the record companies
I