Joe Budden - On My Grind lyrics

[Opening: Joe Budden] Uh... Can't even really be rap. You can't even really act like you gotta' get it in wit'out a... uh. (Wait a minute!) co*ks**ers (oh ye'), pause. (Mic check 1, 2, 1, 2 [x4]) It's ya man, Joey! Reportin' live from the slums (wait a minute!) Reportin' live from the belly of the beast (wait a minute!) Reportin' live from a hood near you (it's... it's...) Or maybe not so near you. [Verse 1: Joe Budden] L-Look, look... First off, I'm not competin', I'm more like stampeding I'm more like steamrollin' (or...) More like puttin' my foot on the neck of the game until I see it chokin' I hol' on for dear life, (I mean uh...) the flow is air tight an' the bars are bar none Regarded as the one, f** music, it's a art ta' son, let's rewind. See, I was born in the projects, left for a new hood Jetted ta' a new state, lookin' for a new pace. Diamond in the rough, I stood out amongst the food cache Swear a friend a mine headlined every news page (jhea'). Wit' dreams of bein' wealthy You now checkin' out the new Jersey version of Peter Petrelli. But wait! Wit' a lil' Travis Barker on the side 'Cause when it all falls down I normally survive. I'm try'nna see a new tax bracket So I'll never have ta' grab matics I ain't concerned wit' no rap racket. So y'all could take my name through the mud an' drag it Spread it ta' the ma**es, (I'mma) I still play it pa**ive. I got no choice but' walk around wit' the lead on me Life is way too short, too many dead homies. (Or...) plus, wit' all the money I invest Everyday a n***a die for less! (So...) so, if a n***a wann' go ta' war, wave hi ta' d**h I mean He lives right next ta' me, so He ain't a threat ta' me [Hook] He's a beast, he's a monster, he is insane! He's an animal, he cannot be tamed! What rapper you know'll straight feast on a lame An' rock on a track, beast on the game! (Damn right I'm on my grind, Look like some sh** is on my mind. [x2]) Yeeeeeah! [Verse 2: Joe Budden] L-Look, look... I'm still livin' life in the fast lane (oh!) Still plottin' on my big money scheme like he Wesley an' Woody thinkin' how ta' rob a cash train. sh**tin' on ho's that'll act fain 'Till the whole World know his last (wait a minute!) Still spit like it ain't no ta'morra' It ain't over y'all, underrated so I overcharge. Ol' Dodge, radio off, f** a station Get ta' know me through the music not a publication (naw). It's no justification, (but a...) mean enough wit' the waitin' (I mean I...) I lost all my just an' my patience. That came wit'out the crown or the chair or the robe n***a, I don't care what'chu sow (wait a minute!) They let the beast outta' the cage, look at the hunger Got'chur self inta' some sh**, look at the plunger. I'm talkin' 'cause I'm livin' it, entrepreneur Steve Rifkind sh** Though a few haters wann' Kinder it. I'm comin' wit' some different sh** An' these offices all about my paper, that's that ?? sh**. Rapper on 'roids, sick wit' the thoughts (but...) But managed ta' keep my name out the mention report. See I'mma inspiration for a whole generation Even when I'm gone, but my message is indication. Then you too can attain the unattainable (But...) f** try'nna explain the unexplainable! [Hook] He's a beast, he's a monster, he is insane! He's an animal, he cannot be tamed! What rapper you know'll straight feast on a lame An' rock on a track, beast on the game! (Damn right I'm on my grind, Look like some sh** is on my mind. [x2]) Yeeeeeah!