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Joe Budden - Текст песни Aftermath
[Sample: Rocky]
 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
 And you grew up good and wonderful, it was great
 Just watching everyday was like a privilage
 Than the time comes for you to be your own man, and take on the World
 And you did, but somewhere along the lines,
 you changed, you stopped being you!
 [Verse 1: Joe Budden]
 Shout to all my fans, glad I can inspire y'all
 Got a couple haters, still trying to acquire more
 You're praying to a higher power hoping I should fall
 But even my writers block ends in a fire wall
 Everybody acts reckless judging by they past efforts
 If they ran shit why it won't show up in they track records
 How can the critics ever hear me and say I'm a suffer
 How when they play with words and I make em' play with each other
 Choppers over the booth, ready for prime time
 Come one with his thoughts, intertwine with his mind
 Go toe to toe, blow for blow or do it rhyme for rhyme
 Be competitive coke heads and go line for line
 Honestly that crap of yours you should raffle off
 With me they getting Genius Bars without the Apple store
 Under the microscope I rebut' the scrutiny
 If I'm to be compared it's only to who I used to be
 Take a closer look at rappers and you might discover
 This faggots talking Boxing, avoid the Mike Buffers
 Now you the type to cuff her, me I get tired of her
 See you the type to get hype to hug her but won't try to fuck her
 No pencil thin bitches, me that ain't the style he dates
 Might sit on her face and leave the imprint of a smiley face
 Introduce the newcomers to my habitat
 The calms before the storm, this the debris from the aftermath
 [Sample: Rocky]
 Let me tell you something, here right now
 The World ain't all sunshine and rainbowsJoe Budden - Aftermath - http://ru.motolyrics.com/joe-budden/aftermath-lyrics.html
 It's a very mean and nasty place and I don't care how tough you are
 It will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it
 You, nore nobody is gonna hit as hard as life
 But it ain't about how hard you hit
 It's about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward
 [Verse 2: Joe Budden]
 Let me change pace, the alternate route is a long one
 But you'll ultimately end up in the same place
 So I tell aspiring artists "think beyond greater"
 I know some niggas with platinum plaques and bronze paper
 But better living should be earned, never fed or giving
 So I traded my recognition instead for a vision
 They always told me that I'd end up dead or in prison
 Who ever thought that same dude getting head while he whipping
 At the chick would hang up on, give em' the dial tone
 Now buying wild homes, straight cash without loans
 I always managed to do better when his doubts shown
 I'll teach you how to turn them diamonds into milestones
 Class is in session, and look who's come to tutor
 They passing the fake off as real like Brian Pumpers jeweler
 Where I'm from niggas with fear getting slumped by shooters
 But my equal to dumping rugers is being done by computers
 I'm getting bread, every verse like the lotto
 Give them substance but they treat every word like it's a hollow
 My niggas off parole I'm tryna give them something pure to follow
 Cause he ain't have a pot to piss in, just a urine bottle
 I come from where so many people where raised with neglect
 Cops trying to meet they quote, thirsty to make an arrest
 All my wrong doings did, was put my faith to a test
 Which made me much stronger, guess my mistakes were correct
 [Sample: Rocky]
 Now if you know what you're worth, go out and get what you're worth
 But you gotta be willing to take the hit
 Not pointing fingers saying you're not where you wanna
 because of him or her or anybody
 Cowards do that and that ain't you
 You better than that











