Joe Budden - s**er Free lyrics
[Verse 1: Saigon] I'm gonna need one potato, two potato, three potato, four Five potato, six potato, seven potatoes born Some n***as came before me but they never layed the law A buckin' a s**in' a duckin' a pluckin' a f**in' takes the ball Naw, never gonna stall when it's hammer time Man of mine died, cannon wasn't in his hand in time Heard you saying pop, on you should stop lyin' Maybe on hot nine, n***a the block mine This is serious as a terrorist threat When it's on I just go without ready ca**ette Yet still praying that I never get wet Oh sweat, early 30s and already a vet, bet Since I'm on borrowed time, I came with a art of rhyme Borderline super sayan still spitting the hardest line Saigon signing out If you wonder if I live what I rhyme about You might end up finding out [Verse 2: Jon Connor] I itemize the devil's 9 to 5 So I try to find something constructive to do with my time f**ing with these hoes is gonna have me raising babies that ain't mine But I guess that's shame on me for thinking that I pulled out in time n***a they plot on what they think I got and want it Truth is they probably holding more than me at this moment But perception is reality and this sh** is real Cause of that I got to watch my back in spots I used to chill It's mo money, mo problems and this sh** is stressful And fake friends and fast hoes were put here to test you It seem I'm to real for the game and too for my n***as And here I was just trying to put on for my n***as I'm trying to live swell and hope my head don't swell with it To eat the devil's pie you've got to take hell with it So ain't no turning back, I'm just trying to move ahead And find piece of mind before I lose my head This sh** is real [Verse 3: Joe Budden] Feel like I could reach my arm out and touch the sky Pray I don't need the s**er n***as on the other side Weigh it cool though before you let your gut decide I rather keep the car parked cause I know how my brothers ride Couple of 40s, co*k buck and them kays Feel dumb cause they deal with me being stuck in my ways If we beef, it's done in private never public displays But we all get the ground together when we duckin' them strays My n***a, uh, that's just a lesson in love The fact that we fam won't ever lessen from no impression of blood And our angle is that and let's squeeze it absurdly Cause they the main ones to put the triangle in your back Uh, so I roll with who I roll with And if that don't apply to you, you can get the whole clip No way I can stay the greater I roll with animals and being fake ain't in our nature Get it?