[00:01.08]Joe Budden - don't make me
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[00:19.57]Top down with the fresh cut
[00:21.04]With A. Baker (Anita Baker) through the speakers, 'Best Of'
[00:23.53]A crisp white tee, I'm still feelin' dressed up
[00:25.76]Everythin' else healthy, don't get me messed up
[00:28.19]A good pair of shades on, you gon always see me in disguise
[00:31.41]Not for style, I don't want you to seein' my eyes
[00:33.72]But for now, tell God hurry my plans
[00:36.32]Cause I just had to bury my man
[00:37.98]Us two was on some brother shit
[00:39.89]But if I learned anythin',
[00:41.05]if you take life for granted it'll grant you some other shit
[00:43.92]I know I can't be the only one troubled with
[00:46.46]I talk 'bout hard shit like I discovered it
[00:48.48]Thought I had enough of it, still won't cut a wrist
[00:50.98]I just wrote the book, he published it
[00:53.49]Simply read holdin' back the years
[00:55.19]Cause when I strayed, it looked like he holdin' back some tears, he sayin'
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[01:16.88]Sometimes I feel like it's a ghost behind me
[01:19.53]Nudge in my back, got the toast behind me
[01:21.97]Clockin' my every move, takin' notes behind me
[01:24.23]Crowd laughin', there must be a 'Roast' behind me
[01:26.68]But the boy won't bend
[01:28.12]Though the road to the riches is startin' to look like it don't end
[01:31.77]I'm on 9-5 speedin', truly love it
[01:34.40]No idea where I'm goin', that's the beauty of it
[01:36.84]But still I'm here waitin' on a sign
[01:39.09]Or a F.Y.I. to be notified, cause (WHY)
[01:42.05]Do it matter what he got it store for niggas if they too broke to buy
[01:45.76]I know I want heart, my back carryin' some tons ya'll
[01:48.86]From the devil's bedroom on to his front yard
[01:50.98]Pop up in the backseat and keys the chauffeur
[01:53.23]Let em know before I hop out with him on my shoulder, I said
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[02:14.15]Wouldn't be smart to tangle wit ya guardian angel
[02:16.57]Not when they got a strangle from every angle, head to ankles
[02:19.06]Get mangled, so I don't got shit
[02:22.56]My eyes everywhere, on my Stuart Scott shit
[02:24.57]Tryin' to be fly every second that the clock tick
[02:26.88]But there's a suicide bomber in the cockpit
[02:29.21]See my intent is to be content
[02:31.32]But that's contingent off fly hoe's usin' ??
[02:35.13]Since mama concieved me
[02:36.57]Me and dude been stuck in a melee
[02:38.85]He's tellin' me I gotta ball like Beasely
[02:41.30]But I could give a **** how a nigga percieves me
[02:43.63]So until God retrieves me
[02:46.03]I'm followin' behind the nigga that misleads me
[02:48.40]If need be, bounce from where he tryin' to keep me
[02:50.71]But everytime I try he tells me that he needs me
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