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10 Mins.

by Joe Budden

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See what I'ma do is, like... I just kinda want to be able to, you know... Smoke by myself, Without kinda being bothered by what a motherfucker had to ? Without really havin' to do nothin' So I'ma go buy this pack, of 100's, Take me about 10 minutes to smoke a whole 100 Yeah, I'ma snip one upside down And I'ma take one out and I'ma light it... Just give me 10 minutes I just need 10 minutes alone To not deal with a thing, to not answer my phone Just to ig' my 2 way, ig' the shit in the streets Just let me smoke this one cig in peace Give me 10 minutes Without y'all comin at me with that bull Sometimes that's all it takes to ruin my last pull And right now, that's what got the kid at peace Let me smoke this one cig in peace Look, now 'is a couple dudes that don't want to see me poppin' They sarcastically ask me 'when your CD's droppin' Gotta keep my game face They don't leave me no options Can't lose my cool I know the streets keep watchin' Dudes want to see me lose it all But I ain't come this far to fall Let me talk to all of you dudes prayin that I lose it all I ain't come this far to fall And I ain't gotta walk around with my clip and nine A real nigga just open his coat to me and said his is mine He said call him with his problems But he don't know that there's always problems, it only gets worse Like, some dudes get threatened they can't stop me So all they do is threaten to pop me But go and get your weapon and cock, G See it's real here, I dun been up and down the block all week and I'm still here Look, you want to know where the booze and coke at Gangsta's, gorillas, damoo's and locs at, Where the bricks, where the dick, where the X, where the morphene be, Take the turnpike to 14B But now it's back to this pussy dude threatenin' to hurt me I didn't know all of this came with reppin' Jersey But now it's no secret If the thought of jump off doin it makes you so heated nigga so be it But certain beef will be handeled if you're special Only marble in the crib, is the handle on his special My guns in the hood I can't run from the hood Nigga my sons in the hood That should tell you what's what Soon as I feel good you retards remind me But son, it ain't hard to find me I'm at ringside any time the fights on And I'm in the big black truck with the carolina lights on Or you can hop on the Pulaski Skyway I'm in the strip club almost every Friday Kats is cornballs y'all dudes is bitches Like I ain't got enough problems with this music business Just give me 10 minutes I just need 10 minutes alone To not deal with a thing, to not answer my phone Just to ig' my 2 way, ig' the shit in the streets Just let me smoke this one cig in peace Give me 10 minutes Without y'all comin at me with that bull Sometimes that's all it takes to ruin my last pull And right now, that's what got the kid at peace Let me smoke this one cig in peace Some days I don't want to be bothered Some days I just miss my father (damn) Some days I just miss my father Some days I want to relapse on redline 'cause he'll be gone for 26 months fed time I try to maintain through all this And pray to god pop keep the same clean date and 4 dicks My pockets flat kid You do the math on $5.15 an hour full time after taxes That wasn't good enough to keep my MO Shit that wasn't good enough to complete my demo, for real Some days I don't want to be seen And some days I don't shower, I don't want to be clean Look, sometimes the truth could hurt you So I blow my cig smoke right at the Truth commercial Some days I don't want to be bothered Some days I just miss my father And even if by a miracle he makes it half way out It won't be parole y'all, it be the half way house but NAH That's not the right path for a Budden 'cause we're addicts, addicts can't do half of nothin' Some days I'm reachin for the thing in the dresser Some days I'm not invincible and I feel the pressure Like if everyone's dependin on me, and I just stop ... Then what the fuck happens? I can't take that route and girl out And sometimes I don't want to hear my girls mouth 'cause My hectic schedule, she ain't considerate So all I hear is the complaints and bickerin Radio's, studio's, photo shoot's She think I'm fuckin every girl that say I'm oh so cute, cute Don't appreciate a man and you lose him Worst thing to do to an innocent man is accuse him And I ain't with beefin' with home's Bran Nubian style, I had to love ma' but leave her alone It ain't workin out, I'll see you aight Just let go and let God see if we reunite 'cause with yo shit added to the dudes that want to see me fall Nah, fuck it I won't fall Let me talk to all of you dudes prayin that I lose it all I ain't come this far to fall, fall But listen, I'm fucked up now Don't ask why y'all Sometimes the best medicine is just to cry y'all Know what I'm sayin? Excuse my voice fans, that should be a sign that I identify with what I'm sayin 'cause it's these type of thoughts that'll kill ya If you smokin' with me right now, then you a good way from the filter And I won't front like I ain't stressin' Sometimes I need a hug, real shit, pain shit is pain lesson (nigga) Just give me 10 minutes I just need 10 minutes alone To not deal with a thing, to not answer my phone Just to ig' my 2 way, ig' the shit in the streets Just let me smoke this one cig in peace Give me 10 minutes Without y'all comin at me with that bull Sometimes that's all it takes to ruin my last pull And right now, that's what got the kid at peace Let me smoke this one cig in peace Give me 10 minutes I just need 10 minutes alone To not deal with a thing, to not answer my phone Just to ig' my 2 way, ig' the shit in the streets Just let me smoke this one cig in peace Give me 10 minutes By myself, you the boys at home That's all the time I really need to enjoy my bone If you sparked when the song was beginnin at that time Then your stoge should be endin with mine And to you know who... Ma, I never saw me being with you But sometimes y'all dreams come true I'm like your number one fan Damn, I ain't think Joe would see you You's a fantasy I wasn't supposed to meet you, NAH Chances of that were so unlikely And if we did meet, you wasn't supposed to like me But look, I rap now and it just so happens God put me in a spot where that was just so happenin, see She had a man, I had a girl I broke up with mine and around that same time We was hangin out she never laid a hand on me But I could tell from the way she glanced at me Her looks said baby boy somethin hampers me And it would go down but I got my man with me Lord how can it be? You know I never been the dude to come and break up a happy family And these 2 looked so happy on the outside They could've only been happy on the outside We eventually started creepin' But for me it's just sex For her it's cheatin' It went down, one time, two times, once more Talkin real passionate, every time it jumped off I'm in deep y'all she's more than a jump off We both catchin' feelins, both startin to want more But guess what, she can't leave him Maybe it's somethin' I don't know about, maybe she needs him Means I still gotta front like we ain't sleepin' Still gotta shake his hand, I still gotta see him How's he supposed to look, supposed to feel for me He gotta know I'm feelin you, and you feelin me How am I supposed to look at that man with respect With Bleek singin 'Is That Your Chick In My Head' Dru Hill - 'Somebody Sleepin In My Bed' Aaliyah - 'If Your Girl Only Knew' reversed, but look Here's why I'm down and out I'm kinda worried y'all I ain't heard from him much since he found out ??? it wasn't mine y'all, she's still in the brain And I know wherever she's at, she's feelin' the same So 'till my fantasy dame pop up Everytime the cell rings I'm prayin that her name pop up, for real I know y'all, I ain't supposed to wife her But it's God's fault, I wasn't supposed to like her Sometimes I think, why'd I have to meet chick for? And some times dog, be careful what you wish for Some time

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