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break me down
I’mma muthafuckin guy
Who don’t fuck with y’all
(Don't fuck with me)
Here comes my third verse with a same flow
I’m tryna’ make it sound

But I can't expect that from another and upi know that straight facts

Things change, people too, and that's fine
Just make sure same hands don't come

step into my presence,
Or around,

I'll be changing, 
cll the frequencies around,

New town living,

Now we killing it,

Bringing all these energies

is people
Deep in the abyss of my loneliness
There exists a passion
That comes into fruition
For her un-holiness
Hoping this distance
Closes in

and throw her in sum bape 
Remy, Fendi, that's expensive bait 
100 Benji's I want in my safe
Tryna have my peoples out of state 
With 2 shawties that's

don't know why
God I wish I could fucking cry fuck
Wish I could change the past
If I'm really kinda being brash
I've been backstabbed
By lovers and loved

what auctions do
So what's next you gone let them come in your crib with a weapon
I gotta watch how I'm stepping
I'm getting prayed by reverend
I think

rate is so alarming

I'm rhyming for the good of the people 
I care about justice, not what's legal or illegal
I'd rather string 'em up, I don't give

Giving me that somebody died look
Somehow her arms were ready for me 
Heard the news I collapsed 
I don't know how long for that sound to come out that cry

fooling me
Consignment shop denim
For real dawg and it feels new to me
Can't forget my roots dawg
My family tree
And if they weren't before
They boutta be

People of New York!
For quite some time now I
Have silently observed you
Carrying on with your silly, meaningless
Little lives
Well, tonight, it will

check off every box it's
Unavoidable at this point don't you act like (What)
You don't see me out here makin' waves
I gotta air about me, I don't play

Still My Hood

Joe Budden

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

Ya see like, some people can't relate to it
Don't understand it.
Cause they ain't ever been there
They ain't from there.
I understand it

People keep coming up to me and asking me hey lilo what do you do when you write what you want to be. And I tell em

When I grow up I'm a be a sound

Ah Yeah
Cause we the new wave in the
Phantom City
If you aint fuckin with it then get lost
Ah Yeah
Cause I do not trust a soul
No I do not trust

The fool stylin running out
Tell dem a new sound pull up in town
Mi see you step inna di place and I
Get it now girl you make me want a taste you

problems
Ain’t no new song and dance
And I won’t leave my fate up to chance
I gotta take what I can
You can relate or you can’t
Well, with so much on my

get comfortable
They’re living a simple life, equate that to what is right
Here I am again, can’t get out my head
Now I’m watching your flight take off

do you want from me? yo
Other than my company? yo
Afford a new crib and car comfortably yo
Steady work and let it come to me yo
Gotta go and get it

and jeans
(jack move jack)
Its only by the good of God
That we make it past 25 on my boulevard
(and we still here)
Hmmm and Lord knows my hood is hard
Fuck

with me
There's no way
When I come with the heat
Every time I speak I won't retreat
I'm tougher to beat then people think
What you thought I was a rookie

And I'm better than flashbacks 
Poppin' like man 
When they get a new snap back 
Took a break while the world's on lockdown 
Now I got the world on the 
In

fair, yo but listen here,
Stay for some food and a jay,
I'll come too, just let me get my keys
Jose
(chorus)
I'm dreamin' (Yeah, it's nice man) Barcelona

know he wanted more in his stack
You see, the Devil was greedy and he needed more people
To heed to his name and start leavin' the steeples
'Cause he is