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Joe Budden

Better Me (Amalgam download bonus track)

 

Better Me (Amalgam download bonus track)

(album: Halfway House - 2008)


[Intro: Joe Budden]
I hear what nigga's saying.
Nigga's gonna' talk to me like...
Like when I come on the plane an' shit, Louie's on.
When I sit out in front of the muh'fucking plane wit' the daily news wit' my legs crossed an' shit.
Wanna' act like I ain't earn my seat, when I'm watching muh'fuckas walk to the back an' shit, when it's Coach.
You Pat Riley in that shit, nigga.

[Verse 1: Joe Budden]
Look here,
Look, look...
I get a ghetto gospel
Only right considering the ghetto was my hostile.
Memory is gone, but I'm recalling all through highschool
Even at my lowest, I was sitting on my high stool;
That's what being high do.
If I couldn't do shit, was always able ta' toke
They tol' me that a nigga die 'fore I was able ta' vote.
'Prolly 'cause me an' my constituents
An' all the shit we did
The MRI couldn't tell you what the issue is.
Wit' my treason came a cause that I believed in
Is it really wrong if a nigga got a reason?
At times I had ta' take doe
Nigga did whatever for a peso
Being from the hood'll be my scapegoat.
A "can it be", 'cause I wasn't born into a canopy
Maybe I was prone ta' falling in love wit' vanity.
Tell me shit'chu reap is the shit'chu sow
Tell God I'm better than the shit I show
I gotta grow, c'mon.

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Joe Budden]
Whoa...
Now look...
Now niggas say I floss too much
So... has he changed?
'Cause I don't think that thousand-dollar T cost too much.
All they should say is that he strong
Came out the fire unscathed, ye', I carried on
Lu Vuitton carry on.
?? wit' my blessing's at a delay
Now ta' lace my chick in ?? is sorta' cliché.
Plane ain't gonn' never land, less it's in the Netherlands
Twenty on that goldface, Breitling wit' the leather band.
Ask for a better hand
I tried colliding wit my problems, ye', I never ran
That'll make me less a man.
I ain't go from not having it ta' being arrogant
I dreamt, went grabbing it, jus' being passionate.
Some niggas get complaints an' why...
Dude's is newborn birds, jus' afraid ta' fly.
If you're foot's on the breaks, can't ride.
Me, I spread my wings, inhale an' embrace that high!

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Joe Budden]
Give it away, give it away, give it away now [x3]
Look, look, look...
Part of me was gruesome
I ain't changed, I grew some
An' if I did change, I welcomed that shit to come.
Dudes that smoked trees wit' me
Dudes that used ta' be wit' me
They say I switched up on 'em an' did a three-sixty.
'Cause I don't burn it down
But to me it's commonsense
You wann' see the otherside, gott' turn aroun'.
Show 'em your game face
I tell 'em we was on the same track, but wasn't running that same race (nigga).
Weighing in the same space, but I ain't gonn' change pace
Some' won't let me slowdown, I can't explain fate.
So don't say I won't from broke ta' booshie
I'm far from far-end I jus' know what suits me, muh'fucka.

[Hook]

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