Joe Budden - Going Through the Motions lyrics

Verse 1: Joe Budden If the charge is goin through the motions Then I gotta plead guilty If the sentence don't do it Then the speed of which should k** me Was told my options in this game was either d**h or prison But I registered enough cash to change the repetition Unknown they still don't know what to make of me Rather than attempt it's much easier to say "f** me" They fake love me, observed and they judge me Falsely as a rapper in the body of a case study In my world even sure bets are not certain Cause you'll get the picture then find out its the cropped version Everything froze when they ran on me with Glocks squirtin' So if time waits for nobody I doubt your clock's workin' I told them buckle up, they said the ride's over I put myself in other shoes they called him bi-polar (TALK TO EM) But that only discredits what I'm tryna do And you'll figure that out the moment you stop tryin to Chorus: Joe Budden On everything I love, right hand on the Bible A Koran, be on whatever religion you suscribe to I'm going through the motions like a drive-by Way too many rules in this b**h I won't abide by Uhhh, on pace, never stagnant Only give em a fraction, this is a re-enactment Don't believe what you see we just actin' Or am I just rehashin'? Truthfully am I goin through the motions? Or are they goin through me? Verse 2: Joe Budden Check it, I'm just goin through the motions, born alone, die alone The result of playin angry birds on this iPhone Buyin some shots with some vicodin pop That have you tell old girl you love her when you just like her a lot I'm askin, how you gon' move forward, how you handle the pain? If you leave behind more than you ever stand to gain Same type of b**hes in a different disguise If I wanted to constantly hear their yellin' I'd just listen to Plies Focusin on my old hoes as a sure way to make a quick endeavor Ain't got an X that wouldn't rather be a different letter That's how I end up in the words war Picture the sh** they gave me and continue to blame me and say they deserve more But whatever my issue, the fattest a** is like a cure to me Comes with a career path that never seems pure to me When they say they model I'm not thinkin its for jealousy and security, entitlement, possessiveness, obscurity Just goin through the motions, could tell I been here It's so routine to me you would think that it's sincere Screamin out somebody help Destiny made a mistake and gave my fate to somebody else Still I'm walkin round, hat low, holier than now Just cause hoes be on my dial and they know me up in Child's Just goin through the motions, but I do it in an armored truck That way when I crash instead of spazzin I'll be calm as f** Chorus: Joe Budden Verse 3: Joe Budden I'm goin' through the motions, least I'm doin' it sober Can't tell if I'm goin' alone or bein' chauffeured The drivers on no rest, with no destination Can't tell if this the test or its the preparation Here's a message to the haters tryna stampede You wanna k** the kid, you'll need a plan B Voices in my head soundin' louder than the banshee Callin' me a character, this ain't sponsored by Stan Lee Uhhh, a pitfall of being famous Sometimes you need a minute alone to get reacquainted Spent so much time complainin bout the hand I was dealt I damn near forgot how the mansion felt Forgot what led me hear, forgot my history Forgot I was a addict, forgot what that did to me Forgot to count the cards, forgot how to deal I was goin through the motions and they all, became, real Chorus: Joe Budden