Joe Budden - Hiatus lyrics

Two years, waits up Still sleep, wake up Girl gon break up Mind right, cake up Friends came, friends left Bullsh** is endless Been that, Hip Hop Really not impressed Maybe just my love died Sober, still above high Slugs fly, eyes up, dry but still a thug cries I cry til I can't cry no more Believe my own nonsense I can't lie no more Soul's dead, breathless I can't sigh no more Wheel's already fell off, I can't ride no more I guess I... pack up all of my belongings and just troop it You know its beef when a smart n***a get stupid Then its justified, rational nullified He's been shot 8 times, almost thought my brother died See he was raised different, I know his mother tried His arms tied, I'm tryna teach dude to touch the sky But still shorty wild Turned on by 40 cals Was young never saw me wild, clutch Robert Horry style No wonder why I picked up triggers to beef I only ever fist fought with n***as bigger than me I never been the one to try to grab sh** in my reach Incompliant, you have now witnessed the breach I feel like life is all written, understand my math Got on my knees told God I had a plan he laughed I mean.. Hours pa**, no sleep Cowards get a slow leak Showered twice the whole week Powerless control freak Thinkin' about suicide Won't though, I'm scrutinized Life n***a, do or die Hood want him crucified Jewelry on, fresh dressed Model broads, excess Phone calls, d**h threats Tell me whats the next step Whats what? Whos who? Paranoid as usual Gripping on my deuce deuce Either way a lose lose All I need is one mic Razor blades, gun fights Grew without no sun light Understand sons plight If done right, wont seek and fail I dont follow the path I'm creating my own to leave a trial No rhyme or reason Nor reason to rhyme No more food for thought sh** was seasoning mine Now they counting my desire Second guessing my fast life Bringing weapons of ma** in when you question my pa**ion I live for this Not the baguettes and the fame Got signed having the awnser then the question changed Saying jump off dont sound right Is blashphemous, down right I astound mics Music is just what feelings sound like So even though when I do it its flames For a while felt like I was making music in vein We dont view it the same I use it for change Y'all do it for change I use it for pain But keep doing your thing Soundscans sky rocket Build all this hype bout it People might cop it This is just my logic Maybe its psychotic Though labels try to stop it This is my antibiotic So let me start doing what dudes like A n***a in the booth feeling fresher then some new nikes And I cruise like cruise-control No f** that!! I cant do it, I might lose my soul Even though sh** help a n***a to his goal Would defeat the whole purpose Nahh that ain't what Jerz is Nahh that would be worthless Bars sounding nervous A n***a much deeper then what you see on the surface I rather resort back to snatching purses Finally understanding what the gift and the curse is If I was more concerned about a purchase I would tell yall its about to go down like bird sh** It takes courage, me verses urges Words split and got caught up in label merges And whats worse is I've been deserted in the circus Up and left the circuit It's dead like herses Sicker then the pedaphiles working in the churches That ain't the type of sh** I need fit for my verses So lemme help n***as understand mouse Why try to fit in when you a stand out? No album but the money never ran out Beside from rap I'm kinda focused on land now Cause I dont know where the game is It's just been attacked by Hurricane Chris So n***as cant fathom what money and fame is Well some n***as get it by using their stainless Well some n***as get it what the kid sustain in Me! .. Im regular Joe I dont let it change sh**