| Song | 10 Mins. - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Joe Budden |
| Album | Joe Budden |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Budden, Sandlofer | |
| See what I'ma do is, like... | |
| I just kinda wanna 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 wanna 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 wanna 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 wanna 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 14 | |
| B 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 wanna be bothered | |
| Some days | |
| I just miss my father (damn) | |
| Some days | |
| I just miss my father | |
| Some days | |
| I wanna relapse on redline | |
| Cuz 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 wanna be seen | |
| And some days | |
| I don't shower, | |
| I don't wanna 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 wanna be bothered | |
| Some days | |
| I just miss my father | |
| And even if by a miracle he makes it half way out | |
| It wont be parole y'all, it be the half way house but | |
| NAH That's not the right path for a | |
| Budden Cuz 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 wanna 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 | |
| Cuz with yo shit added to the dudes that wanna see me fall | |
| Nah, fuck it | |
| I wont 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 | |
| Cuz 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 wont 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 | |
| Must be 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 times | |
| I don't wanna be bothered | |
| Some days | |
| I just miss my father | |
| He's stuck in the system | |
| Treated like a dude that's heartless | |
| And they just transfered him, brought him up on new charges | |
| Yeah folks i'm back to that | |
| So I light another one and smoke back to back for real | |
| I'm chain smokin' if you ain't on my page, listen | |
| I'm stressed out, hopin' this one'll taste different | |
| Dudes hopin' that | |
| I lose it all | |
| I ain't come this far to fall | |
| Let me talk to all of you dudes wishin that | |
| I lose it all | |
| I ain't come this far to fall | |
| Nah, I wont fall | |
| Hopin that | |
| I lose it all | |
| I wont fall, nigga (nah) | |
| Hopin that | |
| I lose it all | |
| I ain't come this far to fall | |
| Nah Nah, (aint come this) | |
| Some days | |
| I don't wanna be bothered | |
| Some days | |
| I just miss my father (damn) | |
| 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 (peace, peace) |
| zuo qu : Budden, Sandlofer | |
| See what I' ma do is, like... | |
| I just kinda wanna 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 wanna 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 wanna 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 wanna 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 14 | |
| B 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 wanna be bothered | |
| Some days | |
| I just miss my father damn | |
| Some days | |
| I just miss my father | |
| Some days | |
| I wanna relapse on redline | |
| Cuz 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 wanna be seen | |
| And some days | |
| I don' t shower, | |
| I don' t wanna 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 wanna be bothered | |
| Some days | |
| I just miss my father | |
| And even if by a miracle he makes it half way out | |
| It wont be parole y' all, it be the half way house but | |
| NAH That' s not the right path for a | |
| Budden Cuz 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 wanna 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 | |
| Cuz with yo shit added to the dudes that wanna see me fall | |
| Nah, fuck it | |
| I wont 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 | |
| Cuz 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 wont 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 | |
| Must be 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 times | |
| I don' t wanna be bothered | |
| Some days | |
| I just miss my father | |
| He' s stuck in the system | |
| Treated like a dude that' s heartless | |
| And they just transfered him, brought him up on new charges | |
| Yeah folks i' m back to that | |
| So I light another one and smoke back to back for real | |
| I' m chain smokin' if you ain' t on my page, listen | |
| I' m stressed out, hopin' this one' ll taste different | |
| Dudes hopin' that | |
| I lose it all | |
| I ain' t come this far to fall | |
| Let me talk to all of you dudes wishin that | |
| I lose it all | |
| I ain' t come this far to fall | |
| Nah, I wont fall | |
| Hopin that | |
| I lose it all | |
| I wont fall, nigga nah | |
| Hopin that | |
| I lose it all | |
| I ain' t come this far to fall | |
| Nah Nah, aint come this | |
| Some days | |
| I don' t wanna be bothered | |
| Some days | |
| I just miss my father damn | |
| 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 peace, peace |
| zuò qǔ : Budden, Sandlofer | |
| See what I' ma do is, like... | |
| I just kinda wanna 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 wanna 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 wanna 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 wanna 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 14 | |
| B 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 wanna be bothered | |
| Some days | |
| I just miss my father damn | |
| Some days | |
| I just miss my father | |
| Some days | |
| I wanna relapse on redline | |
| Cuz 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 wanna be seen | |
| And some days | |
| I don' t shower, | |
| I don' t wanna 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 wanna be bothered | |
| Some days | |
| I just miss my father | |
| And even if by a miracle he makes it half way out | |
| It wont be parole y' all, it be the half way house but | |
| NAH That' s not the right path for a | |
| Budden Cuz 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 wanna 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 | |
| Cuz with yo shit added to the dudes that wanna see me fall | |
| Nah, fuck it | |
| I wont 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 | |
| Cuz 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 wont 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 | |
| Must be 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 times | |
| I don' t wanna be bothered | |
| Some days | |
| I just miss my father | |
| He' s stuck in the system | |
| Treated like a dude that' s heartless | |
| And they just transfered him, brought him up on new charges | |
| Yeah folks i' m back to that | |
| So I light another one and smoke back to back for real | |
| I' m chain smokin' if you ain' t on my page, listen | |
| I' m stressed out, hopin' this one' ll taste different | |
| Dudes hopin' that | |
| I lose it all | |
| I ain' t come this far to fall | |
| Let me talk to all of you dudes wishin that | |
| I lose it all | |
| I ain' t come this far to fall | |
| Nah, I wont fall | |
| Hopin that | |
| I lose it all | |
| I wont fall, nigga nah | |
| Hopin that | |
| I lose it all | |
| I ain' t come this far to fall | |
| Nah Nah, aint come this | |
| Some days | |
| I don' t wanna be bothered | |
| Some days | |
| I just miss my father damn | |
| 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 peace, peace |