Top down with the fresh cut With A. Baker (Anita Baker) through the speakers, 'Best Of' A crisp white tee, I'm still feelin' dressed up Everythin' else healthy, don't get me messed up A good pair of shades on, you gon always see me in disguise Not for style, I don't want you to seein' my eyes But for now, tell God hurry my plans Cause I just had to bury my man Us two was on some brother **** But if I learned anythin', if you take life for granted it'll grant you some other **** I know I can't be the only one troubled with I talk 'bout hard **** like I discovered it Thought I had enough of it, still won't cut a wrist I just wrote the book, he published it Simply read holdin' back the years Cause when I strayed, it looked like he holdin' back some tears, he sayin'
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Sometimes I feel like it's a ghost behind me Nudge in my back, got the toast behind me Clockin' my every move, takin' notes behind me Crowd laughin', there must be a 'Roast' behind me But the boy won't bend Though the road to the riches is startin' to look like it don't end I'm on 9-5 speedin', truly love it No idea where I'm goin', that's the beauty of it But still I'm here waitin' on a sign Or a F.Y.I. to be notified, cause (WHY) Do it matter what he got it store for ****** if they too broke to buy I know I want heart, my back carryin' some tons ya'll From the devil's bedroom on to his front yard Pop up in the backseat and keys the chauffeur Let em know before I hop out with him on my shoulder, I said
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Wouldn't be smart to tangle wit ya guardian angel Not when they got a strangle from every angle, head to ankles Get mangled, so I don't got **** My eyes everywhere, on my Stuart Scott **** Tryin' to be fly every second that the clock tick But there's a suicide bomber in the cockpit See my intent is to be content But that's contingent off fly hoe's usin' ?? Since mama concieved me Me and dude been stuck in a melee He's tellin' me I gotta ball like Beasely But I could give a **** how a ***** percieves me So until God retrieves me I'm followin' behind the ***** that misleads me If need be, bounce from where he tryin' to keep me But everytime I try he tells me that he needs me
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[00:01.08]Joe Budden - don't make me [00:05.12] [00:11.01] [00:17.83] [00:19.57]Top down with the fresh cut [00:21.04]With A. Baker (Anita Baker) through the speakers, 'Best Of' [00:23.53]A crisp white tee, I'm still feelin' dressed up [00:25.76]Everythin' else healthy, don't get me messed up [00:28.19]A good pair of shades on, you gon always see me in disguise [00:31.41]Not for style, I don't want you to seein' my eyes [00:33.72]But for now, tell God hurry my plans [00:36.32]Cause I just had to bury my man [00:37.98]Us two was on some brother **** [00:39.89]But if I learned anythin', [00:41.05]if you take life for granted it'll grant you some other **** [00:43.92]I know I can't be the only one troubled with [00:46.46]I talk 'bout hard **** like I discovered it [00:48.48]Thought I had enough of it, still won't cut a wrist [00:50.98]I just wrote the book, he published it [00:53.49]Simply read holdin' back the years [00:55.19]Cause when I strayed, it looked like he holdin' back some tears, he sayin' [00:58.52] [01:09.57]music...... [01:13.00] [01:16.88]Sometimes I feel like it's a ghost behind me [01:19.53]Nudge in my back, got the toast behind me [01:21.97]Clockin' my every move, takin' notes behind me [01:24.23]Crowd laughin', there must be a 'Roast' behind me [01:26.68]But the boy won't bend [01:28.12]Though the road to the riches is startin' to look like it don't end [01:31.77]I'm on 9-5 speedin', truly love it [01:34.40]No idea where I'm goin', that's the beauty of it [01:36.84]But still I'm here waitin' on a sign [01:39.09]Or a F.Y.I. to be notified, cause (WHY) [01:42.05]Do it matter what he got it store for ****** if they too broke to buy [01:45.76]I know I want heart, my back carryin' some tons ya'll [01:48.86]From the devil's bedroom on to his front yard [01:50.98]Pop up in the backseat and keys the chauffeur [01:53.23]Let em know before I hop out with him on my shoulder, I said [01:56.02] [02:04.92]music...... [02:08.67] [02:14.15]Wouldn't be smart to tangle wit ya guardian angel [02:16.57]Not when they got a strangle from every angle, head to ankles [02:19.06]Get mangled, so I don't got **** [02:22.56]My eyes everywhere, on my Stuart Scott **** [02:24.57]Tryin' to be fly every second that the clock tick [02:26.88]But there's a suicide bomber in the cockpit [02:29.21]See my intent is to be content [02:31.32]But that's contingent off fly hoe's usin' ?? [02:35.13]Since mama concieved me [02:36.57]Me and dude been stuck in a melee [02:38.85]He's tellin' me I gotta ball like Beasely [02:41.30]But I could give a **** how a ***** percieves me [02:43.63]So until God retrieves me [02:46.03]I'm followin' behind the ***** that misleads me [02:48.40]If need be, bounce from where he tryin' to keep me [02:50.71]But everytime I try he tells me that he needs me [02:53.67] [03:09.68]End [03:21.82]
