| SLL, parks on the board
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| Real niggas in the booth, it’s gold
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| I got Kate out on the keys
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| It go (it go), check this, listen
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| I got strangers in my face, begging me to take a picture
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| Still self-centered, they can give a fuck 'bout how a nigga feel
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| Bitches hang around to hang around even when shit get real
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| But I ain’t left fo' nothing maybe I should ride a different wheel
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| They using me I’m using them, they don’t see the angle
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| Therapeutic, I don’t even fuck 'em unless it’s painful
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| Why do all these bitches seem to think they can change Joe?
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| Judge me all ya want I neva claim to be an angel
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| Patriotic, psychotic, obsessive-compulsive, convulsive, neurotic
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| On narcotics, searching fo' ya if ya got it
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| Seeing young blacks getting killed weekly that’s a moot fact
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| If these coppers shoot at me, trust me I’mma shoot back
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| Maybe y’all will pray fo' me
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| But I don’t mean once or even 2ce, I mean erry day fo' me
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| So I’m on my knees, there’s got to be a betta way fo' me
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| Open these windows & these do’s but demons stay wit me
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| & baby that’s okay wit me
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| I came in wit my heart, what made ya wanna leave?
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| Fuck wit my heart & now it’s killing me
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| This be enough 2 make a nigga cry
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| I wish 'em well until this running dry
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| They won’t eva take me alive
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| All I eva do is survive
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| & I know cuz they already tried
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| It’s 2 late cuz I’ve already died
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| At least inside, they’ll neva take me alive
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| Lemme get far as fuck away from these niggas
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| Fuck away from these hoes
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| Where I’m at now its fuck music I don’t wanna rap
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| I don’t wanna perform or host
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| & my father’s saying get it together & nothing matters but my health
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| Hope heaven reserved a section fo' an addict like myself
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| Watching myself on TV see my knees shaking on that show
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| Plus the way shorty’s life is now, I bet she’s rethinking that no
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| She thought she was only saying no 2 marriage
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| But that no is 2 so much mo', now I can’t wait 2 see what her path is
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| I guess being a wife ain’t sound as fun as being a bad bitch
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| Couldn’t deal wit my habits, wasn’t me tho ya had been catfish
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| We’re speakin' a different language
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| Showin' ya the signs in Morse Code
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| Last time a nigga loved two bitches I lost em both
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| So she scared, try not 2 get emotionally invested
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| I know God will find a way fo' those emotions 2 get tested
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| Which is cool, maybe not fo' me
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| Front all ya want in yo heart sumewhere
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| I know there’s a spot fo' me
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| The sad part is what is vacant now be gone
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| How I love ya but I hate ya
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| & all you’re doin' is bein' the person that I made ya
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| From hateful 2 graceful
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| From rageful 2 grateful
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| Then God came & snatched that space fo' ya
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| I tried 2 save it boo
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| Errythin' I caught myself buildin' 2 that point was made fo' 2
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| Writin' out the script, wish ya would have told me the page was full
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| But fuck it, He knows betta than I
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| Regret’ll subside, let’s seva the ties
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| Afta all it’s just one less goodbye
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| I came in wit my heart, what made ya wanna leave?
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| Fuck wit my heart & now it’s killing me
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| This be enough 2 make a nigga cry
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| I wish 'em well until this running dry
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| They won’t eva take me alive
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| All I eva do is survive
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| & I know cuz they already tried
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| It’s 2 late cuz I’ve already died
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| At least inside, they’ll neva take me alive
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| Lemme get far as fuck away from these bitches, fuck away from these hoes
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| Lemme get far as fuck away from my niggas
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| Lemme get real close 2 my foes
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| They telling me that I got to act famous now, etcetera
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| I been regular, so I feel like an anus now
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| See all of this time I’ve just been treating y’all accordingly
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| On an even plane like no one is any less or mo' than me
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| But the Lord agrees he said
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| Keep playing wit fire, if you’re Joseph you’ll get burned
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| I hate second guessin' I’ll wait 'til the motives get confirmed
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| Call from the shorty, we off that bitch, option time
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| Models, sport sum'
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| All these cities, I got 2 tour one, all these bottles, I got 2 pour one
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| All these hoes, I got 2 call one
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| Our situation is a tall one, what ya gon' do, pour or run?
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| So I’m spendin' 40 thousand dollas on a time piece
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| Help my self esteem & get this shit up off my mind please
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| Anybody lookin' fo' me, y’all know where 2 find me |
| I be right up Steinway nigga I aint playin' hide 'n seek
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| Nigga I ain’t playin' hide & seek
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| Let that liquor induce ya & watch how fast it go
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| From a couple niggas on a hooka 2 sum' triggas 2 them shooters
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| Errything that’s goin' on is kinda sicker than I’m used 2
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| I’m just wrestlin' wit sum' snakes, ya eva kicked it wit Medusa?
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| Let me get the fuck away from these pills
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| The fuck away from this drinkin'
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| Let me get the fuck away outta my way
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| Let me get far as fuck away from my thinkin'
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| Till it’s betta, it’s whateva, shit I’m unapologetic
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| Since all i got is my word nigga tell 'em that i said it
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| It’s Joe
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| I came in wit my heart, what made ya wanna leave?
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| Fuck wit my heart & now it’s killing me
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| This be enough 2 make a nigga cry
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| I wish 'em well until this running dry
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| They won’t eva take me alive
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| All I eva do is survive
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| & I know cuz they already tried
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| It’s 2 late cuz I’ve already died
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| At least inside, they’ll neva take me alive
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| (Bridge)
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| I came in wit my heart, what made ya wanna leave?
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| Fuck wit my heart & now it’s killing me
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| This be enough 2 make a nigga cry
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| I wish 'em well until this running dry
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| They won’t eva take me alive
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| All I eva do is survive
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| & I know cuz they already tried
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| It’s 2 late cuz I’ve already died
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| At least inside, they’ll neva take me alive |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Alive , by - Joe Budden. Song from the album Some Love Lost, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп