Inception Lyrics - Mood Muzik 4 - Joe Budden

The bars show you mad struggle 

Along with detailed scriptures of my past trouble 

Thats why they try to keep me quiet with a bad muzzle 

Cant take the same leaps and bounds as me 

When they lack the hustle and the calf muscle 

Words from a legend speaking from the heart 

Said, if you going to war, weaponry is a start 

Do your dirt all by your lonely, let it be in the dark 

You givin birds bread then let it be in the park, Joey 

Tip me wrong, mini mall when the semis warm 

Bout my bread, so I spot it if a pennys gone 

And Ill bet, learned that from the nets 

If you tryna be a Billionaire get rid of any Thorn 

Cause youll get f-cked if they shoot you, emptied on 

Its just they way of making a mini porn 

I watch my haters get sick 

If its that hard living in my shadow 

Get off my silhouettes d-ck 

Tailor made suits, double breast fit 

Set trip, get your name on the next clip 

Sometimes before you can add you gotta minus 

Some of yall dont get the math or the science 

It means Im aiming for wealth 

Some say skys the limit I say youre short changing yourself 

so uh ha, uh ha, yall aint the same as me, I get bread 

You lose Jacksons, Jermaine Dupri 

BS about Joe, refrain it please 

Youll just untame a beast, he just became unleashed 

All who defend are deceased, so the topic should pass 

An assembly line would show em Im not in they class 

Had some alright jams, them fans came and left 

And you aint know they was one night stands 

Let em testify, witnesss, hearin is indicative 

N-ggas is sick of it, let it go, and get a grip 

(Hook) 

I think Im Sug Ray, Ali 

Joe Fraiz who the f-ck gon stop me 

He think he Holyfield, Iron Mike 

Fo fifth let em feel what the iron like 

I think Im Mayweather, Pacquiao 

Screamin money aint a thing pullin stacks out 

I think Im Cotto, Shane Mosley 

Slow death to anyone who oppose me 

(Verse 2) 

Sun Im a always shine, yellow 

Think Im about to get up on that? HELL NO 

Long as shorty keep my tip hard, shell toe 

Certain Im a stick to the script, velcro 

Ringers?, fakers, thinker, faders, prosper 

Without being linked to the majors 

My only response is the finger to haters 

Watch it get ugly, Mbenga, Lakers 

so when they ask how I feel about hip hop 

I sighed and replied take a lucky guess 

Just being sincere, I aint talking pioneers 

When I tell dudes I dont think the Dougies fresh 

Used to roll through the trenches, slept on cold benches 

Holds on my expenses, smoke till I was senseless 

Now the flows so relentless 

F-ck CDs it should be sold in syringes 

I cant explain it they love the sound 

Subtle with the pound, you dont want trouble clown 

If Im at the bar ordering a couple rounds 

Im in between 2 birds like a double down 

Where Im from they cock and shoot 

Like its all logical, send a lot of work to them hospitals 

Dress the AK up before they pop at you 

Handguns, night scope, call it the Chopper suit 

So if you tired of all the wack dudes, call me in 

Rap historian, slash my classs Valedictorian 

Your futures at a stand still 

Must be a flat on that Delorean 

I tried tellin them conceded the deals closed 

They disagree they believe that they real close 

Tough guys turn talk show like Steve Wilkos 

Scream f-ck em eat dildos with each pill dose 

All the rap dudes they got highly regarded 

Tell me they psyche might be slightly retarded 

Nowadays before the shows I buy me a cartridge 

Those them phony ass dudes they like me to start with 

Peepin how the vets wanna stop me 

Money where your mouth is Ted DiBiase 

And he wont be able to reach for a biscuit 

With Os on his head like a B-more fitted 

Black hoody and black tux 

Tearin stacks up, with a model and her rack tough 

Gettin my Extreme Makeover on 

Knock that bitch down and build her back up 

Think twice before you act up 

Around flames, wrong time to be gassed up 

You never heard blowing smoke from a grass hut 

9 times out of 10 itll be your last puff 

(Hook)