ALL OF ME LYRICS
by JOE BUDDEN
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I give you my all, but it seems like that's not enough
Lettin' you get all of me (naw'mean? This is all I know how ta' do!)
A lotta' things doned changed from what I see (Saluations. It's ya boy, Joey!)
Is this the way it's 'sposed to be?
Are you in that mood yet?!
One mo' 'gen -
Are you in that mood yet?!
[Verse: Joe Budden]
They say tomorrow's not promised, but if it was I wouldn't get open (why?!)
Wouldn't get souped, them shits was made to be broken (comin' up)
'Member comin' up dudes talkin' 'bout hos boastin'
I was just a Juvenile movin' in Slow Motion.
I dropped out of school ta' be a dude wit mad jewelry (but...)
Once I got it shit wasn't even cool ta' me (ok)
I dreamt' of condos and video vixens (until...)
Until I learned most the girls in videos is pigeons!
I just wanted the World ta' see that I was fa'real wit it
Wanted a deal, I got it an' couldn't deal wit it.
I want me an' my ol' homeboys ta' still kick it
I wish they saw me as Mouse an' not a meal ticket.
Let the beat play, I wish I could see a day wit no he-say-she-say
(I) Just wanna see Trey.
Wanna play the hood an' not fuck wit' the toasters (dawg!)
A middle-child, wish me an' my brothers was closer.
I wanna' scream at 'er, catch myself before I start too (an' what?)
An' then remember it takes two people to argue.
All she do is provoke me, all I do is diss 'er
All I did was shake 'er, she say that I hit 'er.
She's just takin' ay'thing I say outta' context
I'm tryin' not to black, I'm like a nigga witta' complex.
Was mad as a fuck, didn't even show it
Yesterday was better off, (an) I didn't even know it.
Complete role reversal, so it's useless these days
TV got real, music went fake
Please help 'em for Gods sake
When I proposed to the game I figured life was merry
Five years later I'm feelin' like Tyler Perry (why not?)
Maybe I'm exhausted, maybe I just lost it
Maybe I should pick-up the pen an' try an' force it.
Same ol' story, guts an' no glory
They try an' lowball me, do 'em like Joe Torre.
I'll reintroduce myself to the World, (nigga) I'm Jers.
I'm a artist, I paint pictures, I don't rhyme words.
More than a rapper, I pay attention ta' detail
But how I do in retail tells me if I prevail.
Eden Auto ain't see these trials an' tribulations (I mean...) [??]
Foul situations wit' some mild stipulations.
I feel like bein' a addict is a curse
There's somethin' 'bout dude that makes bad shit worse.
There's three types of niggas in this World ju'know?
So you either gonn' make shit happen (or!)
Watch shit happen or not know what happened. (Dawg!)
An' so I couldn't just sit there like "fuck rappin'!"
It's dudes wit' problems I couldn't imagine havin'
If I had to have 'em I couldn't fathom me lastin'.
Like... I used to bump into Tammy in the club (I mean a...)
Few of 'em she even helped a nigga get in.
See a person long enough you know you bound ta' get fly wit 'em
Care for 'em, be more than "Hi" and "bye" wit' 'em.
It's been a while, I can't front like I ain't phased
She was my reality check 'cause we the same age
I mean she put on a show that'chu can't stage!
She made the shit sound effortless
I was damn near in tears checkin' my messages.
I got goosebumps all over my skin
She said, "Mouse, I highly doubt that I'll ever see you again.
Hope everything is well kid
You see I'm jus' findin' out I had a brain tumor, but I never felt it.
The doctor's givin' me three weeks ta' live
Not three weeks 'till I die, that's three weeks ta' give!
I just wanna tell you that I love you an' I care
I wish you all the best throughout the rest of ya career."
An' then she broke into tears
I pressed "7", took the phone from my ears.
Sometimes the simplest of things people needed
But I ain't callback in fear of being speechless. (Oh!)
What was I to put 'er in ease wit'?
I picked a real bad time to be strategic.
I think my life's bad pickin' up the pieces
Some folk already got they appointment to see Jesus!
In this World full of diseases
I've learnt' not to bite my tongue or have seizures.
Depression tells me I suck (dawg)
So I reply, "I ain't here 'cause I fell down, I'm here 'cause I got up."
An' then I'm goin' back-an-forth wit' Ransom
Shit came outta' nowhere was real random.
According to him, I'm responsible for Jers. too
I never helped niggas, how the fuck you think they heard'ju?!
(Nigga!) Muh'fuckas gotta' lotta' nerve duke
I was the nigga believed in you spittin'
Had to con the industry just so they would listen
But go head, you jus' gonn' wreck ya'self
How was you protectin' me, you can't protect'cha self.
Let's keep the lies to a minimal
Just read'ja interview...
I can't help but ask, "what's gotten into dude?
Media trainin', but he don't know how that go
It help you come across not soundin' like a asshole!
In my past though been to jail, I ain't enjoy it
So why would I stand behind a mic an' exploit it?
I ain't ignit, just 'cause I exercise spiritually
They try to ignore how I exercise lyrically.
I thought I had a great job
Back when niggas loved to coach or wasn't in it for the money like a A-Rod
Even when I'm spittin' 'bout current events
It's a sublime sayin' who's more current than him?
So I'm wonderin' if our higherpower's try'nna undermine [??]
When you shoot for the stars sometimes ya gun'll jam.
I ain't been ta' Summer Jam (naw)
I learnt' from Lupe, when you Dumb It Down it's just harder ta' understand.
2008 foes is still near me
So you can think I'm tired as fuck, I'm still weary.
The Ghetto Boys say it's all in the mind (in the mind)
Certain wounds only heal over time (over time).
No shame in my game, no pain, no gain
An' since I ain't seen a Prophet I figured God'll stop it
Waitin' on an ally niggas just won't lob it.
I'm still a risk taker let me put it in words
Can't steal second base and keep ya foot on first (oh!)
Been about ten years since I was high off the Angel (now...)
Now I'm walkin' side-by-side wit' a angel.
In front of my eyes that prize keeps gettin' dangled
But can't grab at it my pride is bein' strangled.
Workin' shorty nerves like a personal trainer (but!)
But it's me, it's personal, it ain't her.
Friends keep tellin' me leave 'er, I won't (why?!)
'Cause she sees somethin' in me that I don't (and...)
And I see somethin' in her that'chall won't
If you never been in love don't tell me I'm wrong.
See I preach gratitude, she keeps 'er attitude
Argue long enough an' that shit become laughable.
My norm now since for her it's so natural
Wish I could tell that to all the niggas after you.
Some not compatible, now we compatible
It's nothin' else in this World that we would rather do.
Anybody out there relate to my pain?
Turn the music up let me know that I'm sane.
We broke-up, bitches was starin' at my chain
Dude was fuckin' you, but startin' at my name
But we ain't gotta' entertain all that
Back like we never left, we overcame all that.
Fuck who made better Tacos or whose ass fatter
Let's live for now, right now none of that matters.
Keep bringin' it up, it's gonna backlash us.
Why am I meetin' so many backstabbers? (Why?!)
Why when I'mma about ta' crash I go faster? (Why?!)
Past is a disaster, when ya house is seethrough
Learn to close your eyes incase the glass shatters.
Jus' sayin', there's always a million more pages
When my stupid ass keep thinkin' I'm on the last chapter.
No tit for tat, I ain't equipped for that
Dead in New York chitt-chat, wit' a Midget Mack.
As I get older I keep gettin' sicka' rap
Wanna call it quits, but a nigga can't picture that.
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