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Joe Budden - No Church In The Wild Lyrics

Joe Budden - No Church In The Wild Lyrics

uh-ooh
uh-ooh
can i talk my shit again?
just wonderin if i could talk my shit again
i had to do it
couldn’t blame me
i had to

y’all can threaten me with ya thoughts just never speak it
one gun accompanied by prayers i never need it
burning flesh, skin peeling, slow inferno
take away what we love we’d all be joe paterno
reporting live from the city where they gun tote
sober in the sauna full of blunt smoke
y’all concerned with drake and common

me? i’m concerned with niggas havin’ fake in common
though i’m leading i don’t really know the path
but the future can’t be worse if you really know my past
begged to be understood anytime i showed the wrath
but how could i expect third parties to know the half
like, when the temp rises, but you the candle whip
sorta like kyle williams out in candlestick
err’body shouldn’t grab the hammer by the grip, shit!
billy cundiff couldn’t handle the kick, shit
they say i changed since stardom
can’t share the same success, we ain’t share the same problems
so, got big just to show ‘em what the gym does

nevermind shootin’ they ain’t show me where the gym was
that’s why i do a lot on spite
so if you, look up to me you got ‘em at the wrong height
i mean, i’m not a role model, i’m a piece of shit
a product of never being giving a piece of shit
breaking day got the grind of a trucker
and my logic ain’t designed to intertwine with you suckers
loaded 9 is a buffer, but no time for you fuckers

there’ll be bodies in the sewers when my minds in the gutter
last night i had an epiphany
it wrote it in my rhyme book in calligraphy
i see so many people looking for validity
that’s the wrong search if what’s lost is dignity
i certainly have grown since mouse
chrome under the couch

but i’ll stomp his face to make it known what i’m about
if he on what he spout
put my nikes on his cheeks, and i ain’t foaming at the mouth! (get it?)
reminded when i vent
nigga god designed it, it’s in the print
two memos for the spineless, ones repent

second jewel, leaving my kindness as a strength, nigga!
no beef, no malice, not at all
i got no vendetta for y’all
i mean i only want better for myself
sometimes i even want better for y’all
i swear, there’s no love in hip hop
irony, not even on love and hip hop

spacious closets, persian rugs
make sure i’m dressed at my best for the jerks that judge
had a talk with my ex who knew for certain i was bugged
so i let the door slam feelin’ worse then i was
she said all i ever made her feel was hurt and disgust

which in turn hurt cause that was my version of love, i care
clear year, you need better resolution
it seems the chances we agree are forever ruined
you talking bout how, i’m talkin’ about execution
you talking bout now, i’m talkin’ about evolution
but better days gotta come

i’m a good amount of bad, right amount of so wrong!
and heidi klum left seal, which only proves my point, shit can only be ugly for so long!
slaughterhouse founder, can’t derail a captain
ain’t enough niggas praying i feel for it to happen
cause on both side of the coin you’ll get fed shells
in unison, hollow heads from red tails
i don’t wanna see your weapon
to keep me from what i’m destined

some’ll see that as a blessin’
and my dudes swear they’ll keep me happily from harm
so i do the leg work they carry the arms
check it, shawty i had over saturday
never act away, and squirt ‘til she over saturate
she go hard in the dark
no chains, but see i’m getting’ it, even when the cars in park, nigga!
the hood is on some bullshit
so it ain’t weird to see ‘em aiming at the pulpit
fates are empty collection place, spirit in ruins
we used to a different type of communion

but guns take the place of the choir, tie up the the pastor
if he scared can’t believe what he say ‘bout the life after
the stained glass is bullet proof
sometimes a liars mouth can be full of truth
i done heard gospel from a sinner
told me to season my pride if that’s dinner
said there’s no human that walks without sin
so we should prob’ly call the gates make sure we allowed in
joey!!!
Joe Budden - No Church In The Wild Lyrics

Joe Budden - Quality Of Life Lyrics



Joe Budden - Quality Of Life Lyrics

[joe budden]
some niggas drink away the pain
i think of ways to gain
and it happens so naturally you think it’s pre-ordained
straight? escape from that ball and chain

can’t tell if i was in it for the long hall of fame wait
i’m laying low on the island
been learnt that saying no is a talent
niggas want beef but keeping up is a challenge
can’t tell if i’m tryna get even or find a balance
but i’m much closer i won’t front
hoes love it, so so yet he’s so blunt
a charming asshole, want him all the same

tell him i feel the ice as its forming in my veins
chasing the high so much that we both hurting
to the point it aint even about the other person
so we’re even, i’m in love with her ray and her pussy

and she in love with the idea of what i could be
on top of the world but it’s higher to fall
whats the point in dreaming big if you acquired it all
but if lyricism is back, i helped it spearhead
if we order ? make mine a year ahead
i skip the club line and don’t get turned around
for girls come at a high volume i don’t turn them down

no pregnant hoes and no minors
81 bars with em as a co-signer
i fill the counter up without checking the cost yet
i ain’t rich my nigga but check the way i offset
don’t get confused by the bentleys and the corvettes
got stories from my hood that’ll rival those of war vets

jersey city helped ‘im mould to what i amounted to
my only beef is that they don’t hold itself accoutanble so
a few resent me, but i’m cool with it
they handed me the city before i knew what to do with it
this last chick that i put under the wing
has taught me the younger the age, the younger she think
i mean she shaped like a stallion with bomb sex but don’t understand me
when i’m trying not to be complex
done raising my voice, i aint with it
whats the point of arguing if she aint gonna get it
plus my future’s now, her’s is down the pipline
and thats the difference between a good time and a lifetime
but my current situation

is i keep meeting chicks that need a way outta their current situation
some cool, some silly, some serious
they tryna come up, i’m tryna cum period
nah, i don’t do the pick up lines
i give her the number to the chauffer with a pick up time
one week and it’s vegas, the next week it’s ?
hard to love a dude from ? when it come with that many perks
i need a sign she attracted to more than designer fabrics
if by chance i’m passed my prime i’m tryna lap it

too many checks to deposit
smoke too many bones, no skeletons in my closet
we’re talking rap off the work that i got
if i aint crack your top 10 you should reserve me a spot
till then, i play the strip club and ? rocking
so when life flash before my eyes, it’s all worth watching
i’m ’bout honor and respect and boredom just made me rent a condo on the edge
if god gave me anything i was hoping for a ?
try to quit, smoking more, just met her going raw
so how could we end up trusting eachother
when our bond started out with us judging eachother
both fronting like yeah, we just fucking each other
but nobody getting fooled while we bluffing each other

got one girl, got too much history with
another thats never happy, too much misery with
another that’ll gussle shots til she literally sick
and another that only text me to say “give me some dick”
i swear, how could you ever say joe went soft
when if i tell you my problems, you think i’m showing off
i keep it quiet, it’s all covered at my end
my quality of life is pretty high end
Joe Budden - Quality Of Life Lyrics

Joe Budden - Why Would I Lyrics

Joe Budden - Why Would I Lyrics

you can always count on me

[joe budden - verse 1]
i got no time to be wasteful, treat my time like it’s rare
i appalled at the fact that you think i got it to spare
i got so many folk, pulling me every which where
they bombard me problems, niggas think that i care

they be clogging my air
but i just dismiss it
they say i’m unfair, they depend on me to fix it
they say i don’t give back, they say that i’m evil
help yourself please before you expect me too
i got so many hoes, that vie for attention
i aint saying no names, they would die for a mention
they love my sense of humour, they say i’m a clown
they say i can be insensitive but they stay around

and it’s normally a model, nigga, shocked that i got ‘em
but way before the deal, was never a problem
y’all judging it wrong, you think this what i offer
but it’s all in the mind, more about what i taught her
solo maintenance, no victoria secrets
all i ask is that they make the bed when they leave it
we can be in the pj, could be at the clearview
you talk to the pilot from your seat, can hear you
some niggas got beef with me
but i’m an adult so it’s not i’m afraid
it’s that i know the results
and the song never changes
sung from the pulpit
my time is important i got enough of the bullshit

[chorus]
i don’t wanna waste your time
i got so much i could be doing with mine
why would i waste your time
you handle your shit, i handle mine
that way it’s all good
it’s all, it’s all, it’s all good
it’s all good
that way it’s all good
it’s all, it’s all, it’s all good
it’s all good

[joe budden - verse 2]
i can show you a mansion show you some cars
it speaks in volumes that i’m showing you bars
the money means nothing you make it you lose it
some niggas stay broke and just make up excuses
i could be out the country hiding under the bucket
shop when i land, i aint checking no luggage
bet i give it my all, i can give you a quarter
but even in that i can give you slaughter
i can be at the jeweller, can be at the theatre
can be at the strip club or can be with the realtor
i can wanna relax and vacay with dude
i can be anywhere that means away from you
from the kid on the block, selling dope
now i’m in vip behind a velvet rope

i tap shawty on the shoulder, tell her to go
she say she depressed, i’m helping her cope
i can take her to gucci, can take her to mike korrs
if you had the world what would you strive for?
it’s a gift and a curse
everything is a drawback
i could be in grey-house but nigga i’m off that
it’s the size of your heart when your facing a wall
are you afraid of heights or afraid of the fall?
the song never changes, sung from the pulpit
time is important, enough of the bullshit

[chorus]
Joe Budden - Why Would I Lyrics

Joe Budden Ft. Emanny - Dreamerz Lyrics

Joe Budden Ft. Emanny - Dreamerz Lyrics

[Verse 1: Joe Budden]
Check it,
More questions, more answers
More ci smoke and more cancer
More arguing, more resistance
Its seems like the closer we get, its more distance
More angles, a million different looks
Was on the same page, just in different books
theres so much i want to say but i got no ground
cause we ain’t break up, more like broke down
now that’s pain and torture
add that with restraining orders
then add the soul of my slain daughter
none of this is how we planned it to be
one big insanity plea
shit could never end amicably
I miss you trying
you probably think don’t think I try too
when you stubborn and prideful
not much is insightful
but God was trying to show me something He aint think that I knew
sometimes shit that doesn’t breathe can die too

[Hook: Emanny]
Were we just dreamerz?
Waiting for our shot to shoot to the moon
Were we just dreamerz?
Spending our lives trying to see this thing through
Waiting to fly away
Waiting to fly away
Waiting to fly away
waiting to fly away

[Verse 2: Joe Budden]
How we go from thoughts of marriage
Thoughts of me copping carrots
Talks of what we’d name her while shopping for a carriage
But when the dream stopped, who knew you’d see me like a savage
That you dreamt of vacations, but only woke up with baggage
All you ever did was love me, and look at where it got you
And when you wanted more, all I did was say I’m not you
I’m selfish not selfless, and I say that with love
so in essence you’re asking for what I’m incapable of
so now I find I’m going over choices I ain’t even made yet
were we clouded by good times of great sex?
running fast towards an unknown fate
that altered when I introduced you to my unknown traits
in your dreams, seems you had me pegged as another man
but in mine, only you would understand
in our minds we were perfect
we witnessed our dream get murdered
now reality is on trial and we both awaiting the verdict

[Bridge 1: Joe Budden]
But you’ll always be close to me
though you said this ain’t how it’s supposed to be
what we had was so real
but you said i don’t care
never thought this day would come
you said you gave your all and was left with none
but we can both be spared
but you don’t think thats fair, thats fair

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Joe Budden]
you can’t see how you ever began to like a liar
you lost track of all the little things that I admired
but when the peace left, I knew we might retire
thinking man, I live upstairs, I’m something like somaya
got memories, but at what point are they lost
you say we could work through it, at what point is it forced?
we shoulda never rushed
cause it’s like now we at a point where you won’t never trust
and for me I cant believe thats all we ever was
the high’s gone, need a better buzz
Cause we sleep in the same bed, but we never touch
my solution to every beef is to revisit
though we’ll have the same emotions we won’t be so livid
won’t be so vivid
i think your girl secretly applauded our drama
we don’t need those critics
we owe it to go over our foundation with a keen eye
sad part to say you never have the same dream twice

[Bridge 2: Emanny]
we let love and all its possibility
take us from reality
made it hard to see that
we were bound together
just to cover up the pain
im wishing the skies were rain
and wipe all my thoughts away
cause im tired of dreaming

Joe Budden - When It All Implodes Lyrics

Joe Budden - When It All Implodes Lyrics

[Joe Budden - Verse 1]
They say the World’s coming to an end, homie I don’t care
Bullet proof in my closet that I don’t wear
Niggas talk behind my back as if I won’t hear
Back against the ropes like I won’t dare
Bitch I don’t tear
I know too many niggas facin’ 25 to life
I know too many ain’t make to 25 in life
Too many look up to me, I’m who they idolise
No soap opera I aint your guiding light
Worry bout my car and the kit, wattup Michael Knight
I bared my all, you would think I’m bout to die tonight
I’m tryna not to get stuck, lifestyle of a Trojan
It mean I’m tryna not to get f-cked, wattup!

[Hook]
World keeps spinning as the drama unfolds
I’ll be in the front row when it all implodes

(I don’t have to tel you thinks are bad)
(Everybody knows things are bad. it’s a depression)

I got a pocket full of money and a room full of hoes
I’ma have a blast wit it, when it all implodes

[Joe Budden - Verse 2]
They say the World’s coming to an end
I find it funny cause mine is just beginning
Mind is full of women, mines like a rollarcoaster
But I slow up the ride
Then they feel sick to they stomach
But all they could throw up is pride
You talking bout a recession that I cordially ignore
F-ck a dollar if you morally poor
R R R all of your gonna see is royalty ?
Nevermind income, spoil me with loyalty
It’s too many fake niggas not enough real
Theres too many emcee’s, not enough deals
Too many broke, when theres too many bills
Too many ways to attain wealth, fuck the poor economy
Blame yourself
Guess we can’t all leave the hood just rapping
And say society is twisted like it just happened
Nigga, I call bogusness so if you f-cked up
Probably cause you just noticed it

[Hook]
World keeps spinning as the drama unfolds
I’ll be in the front row when it all implodes
I got a pocket full of money and a room full of hoes
I’ma have a blast wit it, when it all implodes

[Joe Budden - Verse 3]
They say the World’s coming to an end
Now everybody got a complaint
Everybody tryna live like they some kind of saint
Only nigga not tryna be something I aint
That aint the picture I paint
And if I did it’d be ?
Life’s a bitch, I’m fully ready to meet her
I’ll be in my best fit, I’ma have the fresh caesar
Since I’m eager, be in the room, dusting off the heater
Have a fully loaded forty pointed at her when I meet her
? gunpoint, bitch don’t tempt me
Force her eyes open, looking vacant, empty
No wonder that they shower me with hatred and envy
I’ve picked the wrong nigga couldnt make it against me
F-ck ya healthcare, health scare
Even though I’m well aware
Counting down til I pull the trigger, like hell yeah
I be the last time you impose
Legs crossed with my cig lit
Now watch it all implode!

[Hook]
World keeps spinning as the drama unfolds
I’ll be in the front row when it all implodes
I got a pocket full of money and a room full of hoes
I’ma have a blast wit it, when it all implodes

Joe Budden - Spring Training Lyrics

Joe Budden - Spring Training Lyrics

We gonna need more than a block, we monopolizing
Nah, I’m not rapping, I’m prophesizing
Quite simply, seat back, diamond white Bentley
Approach it I might empty, since I never gave a FUCK
Ain’t nothing you can say that might offend me
Not when only reason shorty’s in the ride is to ? me
When you do a little better they begin to hate ya
So I keep animals with me, it’s just in my nature
If you don’t wanna hear the real then I ain’t finna make ya
You just keep hearing what’s coming from them incinerators
But when they show the hatred is when you know you made it
Me, I been to hell and back the shit is over rated
But every day could be your last, so if trouble met me
He’ll be with a few of viagras and a couple beckys
You want a crash course? Know the damages
I promise y’all that if I got high I’d smoke Canibus
From best to worst, from legend to barely here
Since they repo’d your prime this shit ain’t really fair
Losing his mind, somebody better set him straight
Lost Buckingham Palace, now it’s Section 8
In ’012 why rep that hard?

And who the fuck dug him up from Wyclef’s backyard?
But off him, not a part of you is trife
And you can’t afford the drama when your Arsenal’s a knife
No heart in you to survive, nigga living like an orphan
Beefing bout New Jersey but you living in New Orleans
I ain’t even got to stab you, far from a threat
I don’t get why a Hitman felt he needed to Holla at you
Come to rapper shit, you real bad at matching wits
I’m better with a badder bitch, how I’m not the catalyst?
When the shots finish flying I bury the biscuit
I fall off the same day Tyler Perry’ll miss it
But what stifles me is how you sit back and idly
Call this a rivalry when your idle’s me
How you throw a shot at everything you try to be?
Sad part is nothing in your life coincides with me
Now tell me that’s your strategy son
The clip’s extended, they looking like Natalie Nunn
Sayin’ we can blow the shotties how is he supposed to stop me?
As a hobby I get high inhaling decomposing bodies
And if you decide to cross Joe, I’ll be waiting with a crossbow
And feed his torso to my baby cane corso
Shit has gone far enough, it’s time to finish this
Should stop starting chess matches ‘gainst the limitless
Friends with my foes so my peers are annoyed
Everyday they just watch me cry tears of joy
I don’t care for the ploy, came up from being hella broke
You think the fans are buying music, I’m selling hope
Here’s some insight homie, fuck making a friend
My funeral gonna be by invite-only
By chance I’m going to hell maybe for selling dope
I want my own table sectioned off with a velvet rope
Might want to see Heaven, might need a telescope
A girl to restock anytime the wine cellar’s low
Bottle service, maybe a couple whores
High ceilings, flat screens and double doors
I’m not a cult member, I’m not a worshipper
Just a Jers nigga tryin’a have a couple words with her
Strollin’ through the hood till she seem outta place
Used to niggas blowing her up that’ll cling to her waist
Me, I’ve never been a nigga that a fiend had to chase
Ask for gucci all you gonna get is cream to the face
So I put my G stacks up against your little weed stash
A one time only event, won’t get a recap
Aim it at his knee caps, have niggas in your crib
When you get home, your lil’ girl in the back they think it’s TCAP
So y’all can put all the blaming on me
But keep in mind this is training for me

Joe Budden - Ordinary Love Shit Part 3 Lyrics

Joe Budden - Ordinary Love Shit Part 3 Lyrics

I finally found a passion I lacked before
I cant believe I didn’t catch you under the act before
I mean I voiced my complaints. That went ignored
A few things you felt that you was too attractive for
Cuz everythin out your mouth said that you aint wanna hurt
Lead a lifestyle we lived..but you aint wanna work
So I’d sit you down and say its gettin outta hand
While you shoot down every idea, busy worried about a brand
When ya baby dad said all that shit that was trife
How you was married, requestin dick pics from Lyfe
Though it all seems Shady, maybe I was crazy
I ignored my gut feelin, nah not my baby
Accusin’ me, but pretendin’ yourself
I couldn’t catch it, too busy defendin’ myself
Or was I wrong not seein’ a life without you
Or takin’ everythin’ that you said to face value
When you packed up and left dude, I was so glad
Should of questioned how you easily became a nomad
If I could do it all again, it wouldn’t of happened so fast
And it burns with every line jotted in this note pad
Cuz at first you resembled my twin
Fast forward, you gave me identical twins
But then you lost it, honestly that merked my soul
Cuz tho we weren’t tryna have one, we got off the birth control
And we was right back at it, fuckin like addicts
While you was disruptin’ what was seemin like a marriage
You never got embarrassed, interrogatin’ me but that was just Yaris
Yeah we beefin’ I dragged you off the bed
I swear to this day I re-enacted in my head
So I held you up, wasn’t what I aimed to do
I aint attack you, Bitch I was restrainin’ you!
But you was wifey, though I understand it was not a game
Could you imagine my surprise when the cops came
Handcuffed me..you pressed charges
But I made bail its just heartless
You cant smash my laptop on the wall
And then think I wasn’t gonna react, scratch that
Man you cant call my mom like can I crash at your spot, whaddup
When I’m her son and you just locked me up
But wait..this is where it really gets deep
Judge said she gets control of the house for a week
Filed a restrainin order so she couldn’t come near me
The fuck else I do but go right back to Tahiry
I’m sleepin on her couch, not discussin shit
Starign at the fattest ass not fuckin it
I guess despite everythin that she showed me
It felt good to be around a broad that really knows me
I missed all the arguing and yappin’
Percocet and muscle relaxers in a napkin
Cant believe that it happened
I lost my unborn daughter when we fought
I’m thinkin I killed Aspen!
And that’s when I thought that we’d be dead awhile
But we decided to reconcile
Im so hungover from love and what not
How could you not expect us to take another shot
But durin’ all this time we dont live together
Stupid me thought that you would go get your shit together
You know..get a job or if acting’s your career
Seems you’ve persued the shit for a year from right here
And it appears, along with all the yellin’ and the screamin’
We both at the table, but my side is leaning
But rather than end it, we tried to mend it
Fuck bein a couple, lets work on friendship

But then it got weird, I was stunned from that
You took it to a place where there was no coming back
Off my last break up, I was able to stomach that
2 weeks removed and you fuckin with a running back
Life is in shambles, disguised as a damsel
Lies are a handful
bouncin’ offa different guys lookin scrambled
Despised how it was handled
But when you aint got a dime, why not decide to gamble
Said you’d be in L.A doing business
I’m thinkin that’s great, I cant fault her
Said that you would be with Jennifer the whole time
But you probably didn’t think that I would call her
She said she ain’t seen you since you landed
And for days she been blowin up your phone like a stalker
And all I could do is laugh at myself
As I thought, why is ol’girl suckin up Derrick Ward for?
Said we was makin it right, but you couldn’t!
On the phone, I said skype, but you wouldn’t!
The puzzle starts comin together and its brutal
Won’t skype, gmail chat, wont oovoo
The whole time I’m noticing you acting unusual
And I cant figure out who the fuck your being true to
Said the Wifi was down in the tele
But you aint say that you was at hotel his house!
Lookin like a groupie
Or maybe I misunderstood when you said yall 2 was makin a movie
Lookin at the shit pile I stepped in again
And to top it off your hoe ass is pregnant again? Not again!
I been through the world so I suck it up
Its less about the lie more about the cover up’s
So you busted, but your adding to the friction
Cuz you deny it all but you do it with conviction
So you talkin to me real disparaging, so what attitude
Coming off arrogant
If I wanted a trophy wife, then you could be
But all it looks like is that you rentin out pussy
Less about you, nah you aint the one
You grown, you got choices, I’m worried about your son
That’s what got me up being an insomniac
Lil nigga cant control how his mommy act
As for me, I’m tryna flush you out my system
So I counter by filmin all my sexual encounters
Mentally not there while I’m screwin
And I only keep going cuz thats what your doing
I’m tryna see, hows it done, hows it possible
Enough 2 put a weak nigga in the hospital
Starin at one ex, talkin about another
But this one would kill if it meant I wouldnt suffer
But she takin lil shots, Im getting ridiculed
Cuz all she complained about, I went and did with you
Said she knew it wouldn’t last when I lived with you
She’s not ya type, she aint got the right hips for you
So you try and take somethin for pain, it dont work
You still feelin all the novocaine dont work
Nope so we good, I dont let it get me down
Not a pussy that good, not a titty that round
For anything to work, yall trust is a must
And I learned, gotta let a Mutt be with a Mutt
So I dead that bitch and tho the shit’s been over
Some situations dont end without Closure
 

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