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on my grind - joe budden lyrics

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[opening: joe budden]
uh…
can’t even really be rap.
you can’t even really act like you gotta’ get it in wit’out a… uh.
(wait a minute!) c-cksuckers (oh ye’), pause.
(mic check 1, 2, 1, 2 [x4]) it’s ya man, joey!
reportin’ live from the slums (wait a minute!)
reportin’ live from the belly of the beast (wait a minute!)
reportin’ live from a hood near you (it’s… it’s…)
or maybe not so near you.

[verse 1: joe budden]
l-look, look…
first off, i’m not competin’, i’m more like stampeding
i’m more like steamrollin’ (or…)
more like puttin’ my foot on the neck of the game until i see it chokin’
i hol’ on for dear life, (i mean uh…) the flow is air tight an’ the bars are bar none
regarded as the one, f-ck music, it’s a art ta’ son, let’s rewind.
see, i was born in the projects, left for a new hood
jetted ta’ a new state, lookin’ for a new pace.
diamond in the rough, i stood out amongst the food cache
swear a friend a mine headlined every news page (jhea’).
wit’ dreams of bein’ wealthy
you now checkin’ out the new jersey version of peter petrelli.
but wait! wit’ a lil’ travis barker on the side
’cause when it all falls down i normally survive.
i’m try’nna see a new tax bracket
so i’ll never have ta’ grab matics
i ain’t concerned wit’ no rap racket.
so y’all could take my name through the mud an’ drag it
spread it ta’ the m-sses, (i’mma) i still play it p-ssive.
i got no choice but’ walk around wit’ the lead on me
life is way too short, too many dead homies.
(or…) plus, wit’ all the money i invest
everyday a n-gg- die for less!
(so…) so, if a n-gg- wann’ go ta’ war, wave hi ta’ death
i mean he lives right next ta’ me, so he ain’t a threat ta’ me

[hook]
he’s a beast, he’s a monster, he is insane!
he’s an animal, he cannot be tamed!
what rapper you know’ll straight feast on a lame
an’ rock on a track, beast on the game!

(d-mn right i’m on my grind,
look like some sh-t is on my mind. [x2])

yeeeeeah!

[verse 2: joe budden]
l-look, look…
i’m still livin’ life in the fast lane (oh!)
still plottin’ on my big money scheme like he wesley an’ woody thinkin’ how ta’ rob a cash train.
sh-ttin’ on ho’s that’ll act fain
’till the whole world know his last (wait a minute!)
still spit like it ain’t no ta’morra’
it ain’t over y’all, underrated so i overcharge.
ol’ dodge, radio off, f-ck a station
get ta’ know me through the music not a publication (naw).
it’s no justification, (but a…) mean enough wit’ the waitin’
(i mean i…) i lost all my just an’ my patience.
that came wit’out the crown or the chair or the robe
n-gg-, i don’t care what’chu sow (wait a minute!)
they let the beast outta’ the cage, look at the hunger
got’chur self inta’ some sh-t, look at the plunger.
i’m talkin’ ’cause i’m livin’ it, entrepreneur steve rifkind sh-t
though a few haters wann’ kinder it.
i’m comin’ wit’ some different sh-t
an’ these offices all about my paper, that’s that? sh-t.
rapper on ‘roids, sick wit’ the thoughts (but…)
but managed ta’ keep my name out the mention report.
see i’mma inspiration for a whole generation
even when i’m gone, but my message is indication.
then you too can attain the unattainable
(but…) f-ck try’nna explain the unexplainable!

[hook]
he’s a beast, he’s a monster, he is insane!
he’s an animal, he cannot be tamed!
what rapper you know’ll straight feast on a lame
an’ rock on a track, beast on the game!

(d-mn right i’m on my grind,
look like some sh-t is on my mind. [x2])

yeeeeeah!

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