Joe Budden - Six Minutes lyrics

rate me

Its your motherfuckin boy

Yeah

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Clinton Sparks

We gonna get familiar with it

We gonna get familiar together matter fact

Boston stand up

Jerz stand up

Sparks, solid its your boy

It'ssssss...

It'ssssss...

THAT ON TOP MUSIC

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Whatever it takes

To find a way

To find a way

To find a way

I'ma do

aight

I'm dealin with some shit homie

Its in the back of my head

And its some shit homie

But I just rap it instead

See I got Wolverine claws in me

But the whole worlds throwin stones at me

Like they all got a bone with me

Got a childs mother

And I hate her to death

But that's my childs mother

So that's my major till death

Its wild how I love her

For putting little me here

And me and here could be forever

she gon still be there

but there some other niggaz

I just take care of the room

But they some other niggaz

Now lets get back to the song

I got a drug problem

That I ain't attended to

Because I got enough problems

And my solution is to stuff problems

But if something goes wrong with that

Then its back to PCP

And so long with raps

See I'm depressed lately

But nobody understands that I'm depressed lately

I'm sorta feelin represed lately

And youll be hearin and seein me less lately

Like has anyone noticed the regress lately

Look deep nigga

Don't I seem stressed lately

Seem disturbed

Alotta regrets lately

Got a company

That I'm signed to

But they ain't in my company

When all I need is some company

When I start feelin like everybodies done with me

I'm tryin to see what everybody want fwith me

Then the mistress

Yeah the girl from *10 minutes its her

Now I'm needed ten minutes for her

I can't get into it

But I want y'all to know

That ill get into

But ill save that for *The Growth

And this rap beef

But I'm so secure with me

Its only rap beef

I don't need security

Wanna get at me

Wanna go to war with me

That's just one phone call from me

Check this shit

I got a whole hood

That don't appreciate me

It's not the whole hood

That depreciates me

What you gonna tell me

When it's the streets that made me

And I won't let the belly of the beast degrade me

And then theres rap critics

They say all I make is dance music

But to almost anything

You can dance stupid

They ain't like the single

But they ain't cop the album

Wouldn't give a chance to it

Not a second glance to it

They say he whines too much

Hes too bitter

They call it complaining

I call it explaining

I know normal niggaz get caught up in the game and

Lose they mind and y'all call it entertainment

Its some shit with me

And dudes been knew that

But I'm gambling a lot and I ain't used to do that

And then rap ain't payin the bills

Its more money more problems

Or its no money more problems

Its all enormous when you playin these games

That's how it feel to have a warrant on a famous face

Then the albums pushed back because they say he need a

single at the moment

When what he need is a single moment

Then I'm involved in the he say she say

And that's on my mind on replay each day

Then theres the bullshit that she say that hes gay

But she wouldn't like to think that I ain't like her

Just because she was throwin it at me and I ain't touch

her

Shell say anything sides from I ain't wanna fuck her

I don't feel good

So I don't wanna go to a club

dont wanna go to a lounge

just wanna lounge

in the same sweats that I had on for days

same tee I had on for a week

what I got on it speaks

what I got on it reeks

no shape up

cause but that's just how I'm feelin

and one day at a time

its God willin

im tryin to see straight

but the fog keeps building

pulse start racing

the bulls startin to hate me

but I gotta be a king

cause its wolves tryin to play me

hoodie when its hot like its freezing winter

rest, starve, eat and sleep for dinner

and its hard trying keep this in ya

So I write it all down

So one day maybe

When life is all sweet ill remember

Then its probation

I know we all go through it

We call it pro-bation

But there's no pros to it

And my souls aching

Only a few peers know

Funny thing about the case is it's a few years old

I had some shit going on with my dick

It felt good but its bad

So I'm sitting here like what the bitch had

It's not Graph, Its real

Look scrappy its true

Dog whats poppin

Do he look happy to you

Now if it goes to the wire

Got the soul of a fighter

Bruised up and sloppy

I damage like Ali

Up late talking to the fans on the website

That's the only thing that send your man of to bed

right

FUCK THE WORLD

FUCK MY MOMS AND MY GIRL

Well maybe not moms

Just let me remain calm

This too won't last

This too shall pass

At least that's what I say dog

That's what I pray for

And I'm the only thing that's standing in my way yall

But I gotta be wit me

There's no escape yall

I guess depression just stepped in and took over shit

like its known to do

I guess its that

Hey Joe I'm going home with you

Turn your phone off

I need to be alone with you

I need to be in the zone with you

Cause I'm the only thing you grown to nigga

Look I own you nigga

Been with me since ten

But you startin to confuse me

Cause Its been so long

You still trying to lose me

Like bitch how could you show me such cruelty

When everybody turns there back on you

Joe it's just you and me

You don't want me to see you right

And why you always come see me how we reunite

Tell me

I know you feel for me deep in your heart

Doctors, meetings, pills couldn't keep us apart

Now you got a deal

And you wanna get rid of me

But we roommates

I'm in your head Joe

You live with me

So I don't write for the fans

Nah

I write to my man

And hope hell just leave and understand

Like

Like please leave the kid in peace

Let me smoke this one cig in peace

Just leave me for a second man

Its been too long and I can't coupe it

And as long as you around I can't make that dance music

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