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All of Me

Joe Budden

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

pictures, I don't rhyme words
More then a rapper, I pay attention to detail
'Bout how I do in retail, tells me if I prevail
Been long since I seen this

Yeah
Deaf to what ain't real
And long live the legends
Makes you a liar if you know the truth
But never tell it
Straight up vendetta
Seeking truce is

I want to be

I've known you so long and maybe too well
All of the boys, you kiss-and-tell
Though, I'll never be them. See, I'm just a good friend

on my bullshit

(Verse 1)
Told you im different 
N I aint ever have try to stand out to a fool just so i could fit in
Thats word to My boy xbo, said that

a bitch
But we sex on the beach
Big 4 wearin' these Prada sandals
I keep gettin' sand on my feet
Do my dirt all by myself 'cause they
Might take the stand

and
They all on they feet
I be lit 'cus I'm enlightened
And it's awesome to be and I be!

And I was Long Beach, Hollywood, Bel-Air
Woodlawn, Stoney Island,

(trumpet playing off-key notes) aw man!
Put that ol' dumb horn down hey Jazzy
Jazzy show this boy what some real
Music 'posed to sound like he he ha!

"Corona" on beach, fuck the virus - I care of other things
No politics and shit, all I want is drown in your endless eyes, bitch
Follow me and relax
Follow

and everything dissipates

Poof simply seems to vanish in thin air
The girl you were talking to with the long blonde hair
Now she's gone
The boy that you thought

side
Run up a jet like a G9
I'm a lagoon, no seaside
We ain't from where this beach die
On the side, keep heat by
Who got the drugs for the cheap buy

everything like a survey at the doctors office
All I got back was weird answers, like I'm the problem
Boy you sounding crazy, you'n live in no matrix
There

and it's hot
A day at the swap meet coppin' a fit
And the whip, get a shower and it's straight to the Strip
Yeah I cruise by passin' slow as molasses
All I

All my niggas members
Of the gun club think its a game
Till you shot by 1 blood
Have my aura niggas find you
What up dub Ill have my niggas
Get ya

Imprint on the game
Number 3 will never be the same
Even when I'm long gone gone
The love gon always be the same 
Jersey off in the rappers
With these moves

gold on my medallion but she checkin fa my dick 

I told ha hit my line n she said boy you think you slick 
You must do this all the time but im just not

the lean
Purple shit ain't no Robitussin
Sipping out the lit-er
Shorty say she love me
Hit block, messages delete
I'm a sad boy remember
But for love I'm not

in Bethlehem
So the holy Bible say
Mary's Boy child, Jesus Christ
Was Born on Christmas day
While shepherds watched 
their flock by night
They see

Giddy up good boy cause I takin' my ride
Down the four-widths deal to the other side
In the valley is a man and he looks like a horse
But he never

and let that steel ring,
Who needs rock & roll, boys, when you've got western swing. 

Long ago, I plugged er in, And turned way up to ten,
But now I only

I just kinda came out this way
When I was four my mom dressed me for church
She thought I'd like to have a pink dress, pig tails, long hair, lace

blue (Wahhhaaa!)
I feel like a GOAT I've done so much and plenty more
But I still got a long way to go I just might be rich by 44

I seen better days I

you come dey follow me talk
Ogbeni no dey long talk Gucci for the boys shey you sabi hush pup
Everybody wanna form gang gang till we pull up at the bus

For the Outlawz

Big B

Whiskey and Women

2011

prolly never see the Opry, if I did I'd laugh
I'd probably break some long necks then go out like Cash
They put me in the prison trade, see ya in San

Let It Rain

Violent J

Wizard of the Hood

2003

Violent J, known by the gang squad and police alike
I'm known to get wrong off the get right
Hangin' at the truck I load a mausburg off
Who the head