Artist : joe budden
Songs Title : spring training 3860,-249)
We gonna need more than a block we monopolizing
Nah I ' m not rapping I ' m prophesizing
Quite simply seat back diamond white Bentley
Approach it I might empty since I never gave a F**K
Ain ' t nothing you can say that might offend me
Not when only reason shorty ' s in the ride is to me
When you do a little better they begin to hate ya
So I keep animals with me it ' s just in my nature
If you don ' t wanna hear the real then I ain ' t finna make ya
You just keep hearing what ' s coming from them incinerators
But when they show the hatred is when you know you made it
Me I been to hell and back the shit is over rated
But every day could be your last so if trouble met me
He ' ll be with a few of viagras and a couple beckys
You want a crash course Know the damages
I promise y ' all that if I got high I ' d smoke Canibus
From best to worst from legend to barely here
Since they repo ' d your prime this shit ain ' t really fair
Losing his mind somebody better set him straight
Lost Buckingham Palace now it ' s Section 8
In ' 012 why rep that hard
And who the f**k dug him up from Wyclef ' s backyard
But off him not a part of you is trife
And you can ' t afford the drama when your Arsenal ' s a knife
No heart in you to survive n***a living like an orphan
Beefing bout New Jersey but you living in New Orleans
I ain ' t even got to stab you far from a threat
I don ' t get why a Hitman felt he needed to Holla at you
Come to rapper shit you real bad at matching wits
I ' m better with a badder b***h how I ' m not the catalyst
When the shots finish flying I bury the biscuit
I fall off the same day Tyler Perry ' ll miss it
But what stifles me is how you sit back and idly
Call this a rivalry when your idle ' s me
How you throw a shot at everything you try to be
Sad part is nothing in your life coincides with me
Now tell me that ' s your strategy son
The clip ' s extended they looking like Natalie Nunn
Sayin ' we can blow the shotties how is he supposed to stop me
As a hobby I get high inhaling decomposing bodies
And if you decide to cross Joe I ' ll be waiting with a crossbow
And feed his torso to my baby cane corso
Shit has gone far enough it ' s time to finish this
Should stop starting chess matches ' gainst the limitless
Friends with my foes so my peers are annoyed
Everyday they just watch me cry tears of joy
I don ' t care for the ploy came up from being hella broke
You think the fans are buying music I ' m selling hope
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My funeral gonna be by invite-only
By chance I ' m going to hell maybe for selling dope
I want my own table sectioned off with a velvet rope
Might want to see Heaven might need a telescope
A girl to restock anytime the wine cellar ' s low
Bottle service maybe a couple whores
High ceilings flat screens and double doors
I ' m not a cult member I ' m not a worshipper
Just a Jers n***a tryin ' a have a couple words with her
Strollin ' through the hood till she seem outta place
Used to niggas blowing her up that ' ll cling to her waist
Me I ' ve never been a n***a that a fiend had to chase
Ask for gucci all you gonna get is cream to the face
So I put my G stacks up against your little weed stash
A one time only event won ' t get a recap
Aim it at his knee caps have niggas in your crib
When you get home your lil ' girl in the back they think it ' s TCAP
So y ' all can put all the blaming on me
But keep in mind this is training for me