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Real Life in Rap

Joe Budden

Joe Budden

2003

ain't yours about the pounds your man got
Only time you move bricks is when the SoundScan drop
You ain't never cooked nothin' by that kitchen sink

here, four eyes fill up the space
Awaiting love songs I can't write cause I can never meet
The end
No lie can amend it

All set
You're my muse
You got

lights

I'm trying to be a soul man, baby, what else can you do
To find a sweet soul sister, get her ridin' next to you?

Sick of working as a caddy, never

getting clowned
The shows about to start you best be sitting down
Step up step up, and buy a ticket now
You may not win but, you should still stick around

and pride?
One is foolish 
I put my life on the line
As you continue blurring the lines
Clan Sakai would have died on the beach
I'm curious of the fate

to touch his child bet he go to war about em
I ain't Neva seen a poor man act rich
I ain't Neva seen a rich man act poor
People actin like they don't need

man on,
Any thugs in the club got his grown man on? Grown man on, Grown man on.
White tee's, baggy jeans, you can leave em at home, leave em at home,

to deal with the real shit
Can't appeal to someone you kneeling to
Everything you say is that in the first instance
Get these niggas away I would prefer

When I started out all I knew was him
All I knew was him
And when I came up man I had to thank him
It's all because of him
When I started out all I

thing that ya mans would do. But you ain't on my level so I'll let streets handle you.  

Play around with fire get burnt, you should've knew better.

You do what you do, but my family stays right here with my family’s Family 

He is the image of 
The invisible God 
All things were created by Him

4 niggas 4 blicks 4 door man I dare a nigga say some 
If u got the blick and u see that goofy lacking then u better spray some 
I could leave 100,000

How long did it take 
To write something that mediocre
Just to trash somebody else 
And now, well I guess that door got closed 
By none other than

And everybody in this club didn't know my rhymes
Or, or my name, if I was just plain
If rap is my vessel, would you board my plane?
If it don't fly and we ain't

What you know about momma taking sides of a nigga
You beat him cause he beat her they jump you in the ending
What you know about hustling dreaming about

You Know What It Is

Dem Franchize Boyz

On Top Of Our Game (Slow)

2006

You know what it is, hoe?

These niggas know that we ain't playin' four five with the beam, man
A shot will would put a top back like a sardine can

lickle g
And him and say yeah
As him lift it up
It's like a pro how him a sway
Uno betta run or hop
A fence if you no pay
Him say him a big man now
Cause

hopping pre pandemic
I'm the man with it
Right hand raised on the stand with it
You a stan with it
Had to write it down and make a plan with it
Hood N*****

miss you so
Yes i know that it hurts baby boy when i leave us
I know it ain't easy to be all by yourself it's hard ohh
I know I've been bad yes I know i

what God is saying about our identity
We on a journey and run into these crossroads
You might wander doesn't mean you're a lost soul
They say one day

do
I'd smoke up my llesca tree
I swear to God ese, about three times as tall as me
Oh man what would I do without my mija
What would I do all dressed

only release he'll get by writing this
"I went and checked your latest release, that shit was fire man"
If you really did then how the fuck is this

This is me pissed at you Don’t get it twisted, you Don’t deserve the attention I’m sure you would love it if You knew I was struggling You don’t need

Roach, Tech N9ne and Ces Cru
Hopsin, Jarren Benton, Funk Volume
Played everyday and still I do
I was 13 he had an iPad
Played this song by a man who raps