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the kaboom
I smell the beef in the room
Soon as I reach the saloon
I hear the floorboards creakin'
Stop speakin', i'm uniquely in tuned to
How deceitful

at the clock as the time goes by
Rhyme after rhyme, I've been losing my mind
Time after time, I've been losing my mind
See the world for the taking and it's mine

I thought that I would never see this day, girl
(Thought that I would never see this day)
It's like you've gone away, this ain't the same world
(It's

you didn't hear it by this point
You a little late
People off the list can't participate
When we in the place
(Uh)
Now we both parallel
Livin in

your my daughter and I can't
Imagine a world where I can't reach for your hand
You make me a better man every day imma take it
Step by step
Imma do

for the Killas
For the Killas
For the for the Killas

Young nigga lost out here in this world
Feelin' like nobody love em'
Been outta jail since his

This ain't no sample or break from Roy Ayers

I'm just a convict, skippin' the prison line

Yo, I'm on the chorus line

It's a chorus line, it's a chorus

the whole world's mine
I once saw a vision and now I'm seeing the signs

Staring out the window smoking on this indo
Back in the days we was playing Nintendo

the rent or not
If you woke up broke, I know it hurts
Stop starring at the ceiling and put in work
The world don’t give a fuck if you eat or not
Only if you

people stop believing in a fairy tale
Because in this world evil rules Money, lust, whores and scammers
And not kindness, honesty, openness, respect

unconsciously?
But I can't stop noticing this world's malicious ways
I keep my mouth shut because I know we can't see eye to eye
You could never understand my

there
Riding in the Rarri take the top off on E-way
No it ain't free you can't catch me up on Ebay
Running to this money I won't stop like a relay
Feel

don't you know)
I can change yo Life
You can change my world

Oh Girl x3
Oh no x3
Welcome to the show x2
Welcome to the show girl

Baby don't you know

(nah)
Running through ink like I'm tattooing (yeah)
This is music to be murdered by, you love
Turn the volume up, I am fired up like a blunt
Bread is

(nah)
Running through ink like I'm tattooing (yeah)
This is music to be murdered by, you love
Turn the volume up, I am fired up like a blunt
Bread is

this to you, and I say it to the world 
Nappy then, Nappy now, Nappy for a bit 
Knee-deep, head over heels in this country shit

All my life, been

I know you scared to say it
You can get behind me you can get behind me

Everybody ain't built for this
So get behind me
Tell the labels to stop

and my sister who has been dismissed by all the racial slurs and taught she’d have to be a mother
This for Elijah and for George, fighting for our freedom

right in it
Not looking for a perfect finish
But moves gon' be relentless
I'm the roadrunner can't stop this
Coyote ugly false profits
Pity the fool think

Secrets

Joe Budden

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

hotels an' cars with' dark tints.
But she never home, in the World for feelin' 'er greed
This a disease, grandmother takin' care of 'er seeds.
Now

could be the flyest nigga
Spittin'? oh nah are you shitting me motherfucker?
This line is way too long for a regular black brotha
Raised by a black mother

gettin' all these women
But I got the keys I could never stop winnin'
Head just keep spinnin'
My concious good riddance
My hellcat is tinted, while yo shit

Welcome into the my world
Which I’ve explored.
How much years I was sore
In my kind of sport
And how much troubles I went through
Besides of proofs

dad hates to hear my name
So the pressure is on
All eyes on us
This is our World Series Game

I can see the people
I see them crowding in, yeah
For many