Sober Up 歌词
| 歌曲 | Sober Up |
| 歌手 | Crooked I |
| 专辑 | Mood Muzik 4.5 |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| I broke down a while agofinally picking up the pieces | |
| Memoirs of how the undefeated | |
| Can feel depleted | |
| I dont talk to | |
| God as a matter of fact | |
| I plead with | |
| At times I hate my reflection and others | |
| I’m conceitedhalf the time | |
| I’m arrogant other times | |
| I’m vengefulat times it’s to convince me, at times it’s to convince youdone a lot of wrong but | |
| I aint never felt resentfulits been so many times | |
| I’ve lost track of who to repent tohalf the time | |
| I’m in the cutdont want you to notice meroll with me and you’ll see that | |
| I’m only awkward sociallyhalf the time | |
| I’m spiteful, double barrell rifle | |
| I owe so many payback | |
| I feel like | |
| I got the right tooso if you need a case in point you can refer to | |
| Buddenand it will prove that painkillers never murdered nothingall it did was make me succumb put ice in meput ice in me, make me numbwhen | |
| I revisit the places it takes me from | |
| I’m strong...[Chorus:] | |
| Strong enough to catch contact rightsmell it as soon as you get in my ridesee with me, rules never applydont tell me how | |
| I should live my lifeput your seat back, got it if you need thatyou should really fuck with metell me if you wanna ride or die, la la la la la la la la[Joe Budden - Verse 2:] | |
| Listen up as the center reportsmy inner thoughts are like a inner warheadaches act as a trembling force on my mental wardmentals distraughtevery word fromt his sentence the bossit’s brought to you like the people your ministers | |
| Porschetight roping on dental flossbefore the haters begin to get lostcoke and weed got my temperment offbut why would my temper get lostwhen as soon as the temperature frost | |
| I’m probably having intercourse in a resortcriminal report, pricey condo’s at a minimal costmy train of thought aint as simple as yoursso if our paths happen to incidentally cross | |
| I pray that you can overlook all my miniature flawsuntil then lets let the bass kicktake the shots straight | |
| I dont see a need to chase ittrying to fight the urge til there’s something to replace it | |
| I welcome ya’ll to be my co-pilots on this spaceship[Chorus][Joe Budden - Verse 3:] | |
| Yo, me and the game would get so bluntedwe’d order take out from the chinese storesthey make sure you bring change for a hundredrob em, safety on the metal’s offfigured if we beat the breaks off emthen how the fuck was he gon pedal offsome live and die by the high, | |
| I was born by itsince | |
| Pac gave my mom the needle like go on try itgot me feeling like aint a nigga can harm meso | |
| I go and scoop a mommy that wanna come join the armyshe was so militant, disciplined, intelligentso | |
| I whispered to her, bet you wouldnt mind shilling it | |
| I got to know her on my sofa | |
| I gave her my honourable discharge and she took like a soldiersince she the type you gotta watch when she come aroundreally she only get high so she can come downlost her when | |
| I said she aint gotta settleonce you start to handle life you’ll be on the same level[Chorus][Crooked I - Verse 4:] | |
| When I was five this what my father said | |
| I should have pulled you out and left you on your momma’s waterbedyou asked me, my poppa’s deadalcoholic jeans from him since a toddler bottle fedput me on your stainless, | |
| I’m brainless, | |
| I’m a hollow headmy life was the crazyiestsurprised | |
| I’m even walking, can you blame me if | |
| I’m atheistbut | |
| I aint Stephen | |
| HawkingsI know | |
| God is in my radius | |
| I can see him walking in the face of an innocent baby but not when preacher’s talkingmy people sleep in coffins | |
| I miss em | |
| I’m breaking down in the face of a bad bitch that | |
| I’m supposed to be taking downbaby ride while | |
| I’m crying, | |
| I’m dying insidecause my pain is beside a giant lethiathon and | |
| I’m hiding from the | |
| Worldthey hit me with everything but the kitchen sinkhow ironic? same place | |
| I vomit when | |
| I lick a drinkapparently | |
| I need to get a shrinkhow can therapy take care of me when | |
| I don’t give a fuck what niggas think![Chorus] |
| I broke down a while agofinally picking up the pieces | |
| Memoirs of how the undefeated | |
| Can feel depleted | |
| I dont talk to | |
| God as a matter of fact | |
| I plead with | |
| At times I hate my reflection and others | |
| I' m conceitedhalf the time | |
| I' m arrogant other times | |
| I' m vengefulat times it' s to convince me, at times it' s to convince youdone a lot of wrong but | |
| I aint never felt resentfulits been so many times | |
| I' ve lost track of who to repent tohalf the time | |
| I' m in the cutdont want you to notice meroll with me and you' ll see that | |
| I' m only awkward sociallyhalf the time | |
| I' m spiteful, double barrell rifle | |
| I owe so many payback | |
| I feel like | |
| I got the right tooso if you need a case in point you can refer to | |
| Buddenand it will prove that painkillers never murdered nothingall it did was make me succumb put ice in meput ice in me, make me numbwhen | |
| I revisit the places it takes me from | |
| I' m strong... Chorus: | |
| Strong enough to catch contact rightsmell it as soon as you get in my ridesee with me, rules never applydont tell me how | |
| I should live my lifeput your seat back, got it if you need thatyou should really fuck with metell me if you wanna ride or die, la la la la la la la la Joe Budden Verse 2: | |
| Listen up as the center reportsmy inner thoughts are like a inner warheadaches act as a trembling force on my mental wardmentals distraughtevery word fromt his sentence the bossit' s brought to you like the people your ministers | |
| Porschetight roping on dental flossbefore the haters begin to get lostcoke and weed got my temperment offbut why would my temper get lostwhen as soon as the temperature frost | |
| I' m probably having intercourse in a resortcriminal report, pricey condo' s at a minimal costmy train of thought aint as simple as yoursso if our paths happen to incidentally cross | |
| I pray that you can overlook all my miniature flawsuntil then lets let the bass kicktake the shots straight | |
| I dont see a need to chase ittrying to fight the urge til there' s something to replace it | |
| I welcome ya' ll to be my copilots on this spaceship Chorus Joe Budden Verse 3: | |
| Yo, me and the game would get so bluntedwe' d order take out from the chinese storesthey make sure you bring change for a hundredrob em, safety on the metal' s offfigured if we beat the breaks off emthen how the fuck was he gon pedal offsome live and die by the high, | |
| I was born by itsince | |
| Pac gave my mom the needle like go on try itgot me feeling like aint a nigga can harm meso | |
| I go and scoop a mommy that wanna come join the armyshe was so militant, disciplined, intelligentso | |
| I whispered to her, bet you wouldnt mind shilling it | |
| I got to know her on my sofa | |
| I gave her my honourable discharge and she took like a soldiersince she the type you gotta watch when she come aroundreally she only get high so she can come downlost her when | |
| I said she aint gotta settleonce you start to handle life you' ll be on the same level Chorus Crooked I Verse 4: | |
| When I was five this what my father said | |
| I should have pulled you out and left you on your momma' s waterbedyou asked me, my poppa' s deadalcoholic jeans from him since a toddler bottle fedput me on your stainless, | |
| I' m brainless, | |
| I' m a hollow headmy life was the crazyiestsurprised | |
| I' m even walking, can you blame me if | |
| I' m atheistbut | |
| I aint Stephen | |
| HawkingsI know | |
| God is in my radius | |
| I can see him walking in the face of an innocent baby but not when preacher' s talkingmy people sleep in coffins | |
| I miss em | |
| I' m breaking down in the face of a bad bitch that | |
| I' m supposed to be taking downbaby ride while | |
| I' m crying, | |
| I' m dying insidecause my pain is beside a giant lethiathon and | |
| I' m hiding from the | |
| Worldthey hit me with everything but the kitchen sinkhow ironic? same place | |
| I vomit when | |
| I lick a drinkapparently | |
| I need to get a shrinkhow can therapy take care of me when | |
| I don' t give a fuck what niggas think! Chorus |
| I broke down a while agofinally picking up the pieces | |
| Memoirs of how the undefeated | |
| Can feel depleted | |
| I dont talk to | |
| God as a matter of fact | |
| I plead with | |
| At times I hate my reflection and others | |
| I' m conceitedhalf the time | |
| I' m arrogant other times | |
| I' m vengefulat times it' s to convince me, at times it' s to convince youdone a lot of wrong but | |
| I aint never felt resentfulits been so many times | |
| I' ve lost track of who to repent tohalf the time | |
| I' m in the cutdont want you to notice meroll with me and you' ll see that | |
| I' m only awkward sociallyhalf the time | |
| I' m spiteful, double barrell rifle | |
| I owe so many payback | |
| I feel like | |
| I got the right tooso if you need a case in point you can refer to | |
| Buddenand it will prove that painkillers never murdered nothingall it did was make me succumb put ice in meput ice in me, make me numbwhen | |
| I revisit the places it takes me from | |
| I' m strong... Chorus: | |
| Strong enough to catch contact rightsmell it as soon as you get in my ridesee with me, rules never applydont tell me how | |
| I should live my lifeput your seat back, got it if you need thatyou should really fuck with metell me if you wanna ride or die, la la la la la la la la Joe Budden Verse 2: | |
| Listen up as the center reportsmy inner thoughts are like a inner warheadaches act as a trembling force on my mental wardmentals distraughtevery word fromt his sentence the bossit' s brought to you like the people your ministers | |
| Porschetight roping on dental flossbefore the haters begin to get lostcoke and weed got my temperment offbut why would my temper get lostwhen as soon as the temperature frost | |
| I' m probably having intercourse in a resortcriminal report, pricey condo' s at a minimal costmy train of thought aint as simple as yoursso if our paths happen to incidentally cross | |
| I pray that you can overlook all my miniature flawsuntil then lets let the bass kicktake the shots straight | |
| I dont see a need to chase ittrying to fight the urge til there' s something to replace it | |
| I welcome ya' ll to be my copilots on this spaceship Chorus Joe Budden Verse 3: | |
| Yo, me and the game would get so bluntedwe' d order take out from the chinese storesthey make sure you bring change for a hundredrob em, safety on the metal' s offfigured if we beat the breaks off emthen how the fuck was he gon pedal offsome live and die by the high, | |
| I was born by itsince | |
| Pac gave my mom the needle like go on try itgot me feeling like aint a nigga can harm meso | |
| I go and scoop a mommy that wanna come join the armyshe was so militant, disciplined, intelligentso | |
| I whispered to her, bet you wouldnt mind shilling it | |
| I got to know her on my sofa | |
| I gave her my honourable discharge and she took like a soldiersince she the type you gotta watch when she come aroundreally she only get high so she can come downlost her when | |
| I said she aint gotta settleonce you start to handle life you' ll be on the same level Chorus Crooked I Verse 4: | |
| When I was five this what my father said | |
| I should have pulled you out and left you on your momma' s waterbedyou asked me, my poppa' s deadalcoholic jeans from him since a toddler bottle fedput me on your stainless, | |
| I' m brainless, | |
| I' m a hollow headmy life was the crazyiestsurprised | |
| I' m even walking, can you blame me if | |
| I' m atheistbut | |
| I aint Stephen | |
| HawkingsI know | |
| God is in my radius | |
| I can see him walking in the face of an innocent baby but not when preacher' s talkingmy people sleep in coffins | |
| I miss em | |
| I' m breaking down in the face of a bad bitch that | |
| I' m supposed to be taking downbaby ride while | |
| I' m crying, | |
| I' m dying insidecause my pain is beside a giant lethiathon and | |
| I' m hiding from the | |
| Worldthey hit me with everything but the kitchen sinkhow ironic? same place | |
| I vomit when | |
| I lick a drinkapparently | |
| I need to get a shrinkhow can therapy take care of me when | |
| I don' t give a fuck what niggas think! Chorus |
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