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joe budden - don't make me lyrics

[intro: joe budden]
whoa, mic check one-two one-two
mic check one-two one-two
yeah, yeah, yeah
i’d like to welcome e’rybody (welcome e’rybody)
to the, to the, to the
l-look, look, l-look, look

[joe budden]
top down with the fresh cut
with a. baker through the speakers (i mean) “best of”
a crisp white tee, i’m still feelin dressed up (why?)
everything else lv, don’t get me messed up
a good pair of shades on, you gon’ always see me in disguise
not for style, i don’t want you to see in my eyes
live for now (but) but tell god hurry my plans
you see i just had to bury my man
us two was on some brother sh-t (look)
but if i learned anything
if you take life for granted it’ll grant you some other sh-t
i know i can’t be the only one troubled with
i talk ’bout hardship like i discovered it (but i)
though i had enough of it (but i) still won’t cut a wrist
i just wrote the book, he published it
simply read holdin back the years
cause when i stray it looked like he holdin back some tears, he sayin

[hook: sample]
don’t make me cry, no no
don’t you make me cry…
don’t you make me cry, no no
don’t you make me cry…

[joe budden]
l-look, look (oh!)
sometimes i feel like it’s a ghost behind me (look)
nudge in my back, got the toast behind me
clockin my every move, takin notes behind me
crowd laughing, there must be a “roast” behind me
but the boy won’t bend (never)
though the road to the riches is startin to look like it don’t end
(but still) i’m on 9-5 speedin, truly love it
no idea where i’m goin, that’s the beauty of it
but still i’m here waitin on a sign
or a f.y.i. to be notified
cause (why, why?) do it matter what he got
in store for n-ggas if they too broke to buy
i know i want heart, my back carryin some tons y’all
from the devil’s bedroom onto his front yard
pop up in the backseat and keys the chauffeur
let ’em know before i hop out with him on my shoulder, i said

[hook]

[joe budden – over hook]
dawg, muh’f-cker don’t
uhh, l-look, don’t, nah
uhh, uh uh, uhh
mic check one-two one-two
mic, one, two – let me holla at ’em

[joe budden]
wouldn’t be smart to tangle wit’cha guardian angel
not when he gotta strangle from every angle, head to ankles
get mangled, so though i ain’t got sh-t (what?)
my eyes everywhere, on my stuart scott sh-t
tryin to be fly every second that the clock tick (but)
but there’s a suicide bomber in the c-ckpit (look here)
see my intent is to be content
but that’s contingent, off fly hoes jewels engines (uhh)
since momma conceived me
me and dude been stuck in a me-lee
he’s tellin me i gotta ball like beasley (uhh)
but i can give a f-ck how a n-gga perceives me
so until god retrieves me
i’m followin behind the n-gga that misleads me
if need be, bounce from where he tryin to keep me
but every time i try he tells me that he needs me, he said

[hook] w/ ad libs

[joe budden]
uh-uh, uh
stick around, we like…
stuck in a padded room

- joe budden lyrics

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