[Intro]. Salutation, Joe Budden here (WOO!). I be your host tonight for this evening, you know (WOO!!!). Dubb be with the banger, Webb, Nitty, holla (WOO!!!).
[Joe Budden]. Ok, haha (let's do it). Let's rock and rip AIYOO!! (Jump Off). Let's do it like, we gon' do it like. Rock, rip it AIYOO!!. AIYOO! (yeah) AIYOO!.
(Killah BH). . Uh oh, It's that time again, It's been too long, It's family reunion. . (Joe Budden). . Mic check, mic check. . (Killah BH). . We gotta school y'all to the game (one, two, one, two), you know what lets talk to em, Lets go!.
Let me just make this statement. Loud and clear, Jersey's here. Some dude's got problems wit me. Over there, I ain't scared. Some people see me creep.
[Intro]. Uh huh, yeah. Uh huh, yeah. Oh no (louder) oh no (louder). Uh huh, uh huh. . [Chorus]. (Drop drop) - my homies that ride chromies let it. (Pop pop) - at the bar Budden them bottles and them.
I'm stuck between platinum and flop, underground and mainstream. Conscious, backpack, scratch that, same thing. I'm somewhere between the real and the fakeness.
She be callin' my name. Screamin' real loud, I would think she in pain. Nigga's tried to tell me her head was insane. Everythin' she'd do took a toll on my brain.
Last thing I'm tryna be is the good guy now. I ain't never gave a fuck, why should I now. Like the World's interrupting my song, with an interlude. can't you'll see I'm busy trying to balance out my chemical.
[Intro]. Now tell her we gotta clean this whole spot out. I don't care who she got coming I need five chairs. Tell Elva give me a mint Hookah. Give me a couple a peach Cirocs.
Tell my mother I'm sorry, I never meant to hurt her. And even when I did I never meant to take it further. Tell my father I love him, dot dot etcetera.
Top down with the fresh cut. With A 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.
[Styles P:]. Dark forces, get on the level. Cause you might see an iced out cross on the Devil. Illuminati and Masons, what are we facing?. See you at the crossroad, that's Vacation.
Last night I heard a voice say I'll be getting it my own way. I think I'm falling off the deep end so I haven't been sleepin'. Last night I heard a voice in my head.
It go, off of my sabbatical. Took a few years cause Slaughter is what I had to do. Which only brings me to now and I ought to be a radical. I say that cause my autobiographical is more so just a graph of you.
Chorus:. Whatever we had goin it sure aint anymore. Where there used to laughter now theres only pain. . (Verse One). I never thought it would end. Called u my soul mate.
The soundtrack to my life is like CNN first sh*t. Images like CNN but worse sh*t. I would down the whole Pinot Gris. But I'd see the Group Home without the Premo beats.
Sure as the 70's number man, I can throw a curve underhand. But for the streets, not Summer Jam. This ain't for the fans that wanna hear pop and snap.
I remember when. I remember, I remember when I lost my mind. There was something so pleasant about that place. Even your emotions have an echo in so much space.
[Check me out right here. Na'mean old school. Old school niggas used to be like... What they used to be like? "Check me out now". What other ad libs these old school niggas used to say?.
You ain't gon believe this but, you used to fit right here. I'd hold you up and say to your mother. This kids gonna be the best kid in the World. This kids gonna be somebody better than anybody I ever knew.