Joe Budden - Overkill lyrics

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(feat. Heartbreak)<br />

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[Verse 1: Heartbreak]<br />

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Be advised, this kid is on his grind<br />

If greatness is what'chu seek, I'm the nigga you will find (me!)<br />

I'm lyrically inclined, rap's like catchin' a fish wit' no hook;<br />

You can't get 'em on the line.<br />

Givin' a little time, Jersey City will prevail<br />

The writtens I'm spittin' sound like I'm fishin' for a whale.<br />

(Uh-huh) Of course I'm sicka', my flow off the Richter<br />

I'm forcin' niggas ta' get up in the Scale.<br />

I gotta' excel, so I sell Ecs.<br />

You're like Nextel, who you gonn' tell next (who)?<br />

Can't grind off packs 'cause y'all watchin' 'em<br />

I ain't seen a dime off rap 'cause y'all droppin' 'em.<br />

I go hard on tracks, think of the buck from it<br />

An as far as rats, I hope the fucks from it (fall).<br />

I like ta' mix karate wit' gunplay<br />

So all you dumbfucks get nunchucked an' gunbutted.<br />

The opposite of what'chall embrace<br />

The game wants lames that'll march in place.<br />

I'm one of the last from the Garden State<br />

That spit like he in a jungle goin' hard wit' apes, nigga.<br />

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[Verse 2: Joe Budden]<br />

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L-Look, Look...<br />

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Comin' up, used ta' grab the pound for a dollar<br />

Overseas now, prefer the pound over the dollar.<br />

Fuckin' wit' that water, you get drownt' somethin' proper<br />

He act like an inmate, but sound like a scholar.<br />

I mean... hoppin' out chain danglin', poker grill<br />

Sober still, except for an occasional dose of pills.<br />

Show the steal, all of it 'till it's overkill<br />

For Oprah bills I'll turn this bitch inta' Cloverfield! (Nigga!)<br />

I understand why niggas ain't try'nna bond wit' me (why?)<br />

Fresh as a fuck, ay'day is like the prom fa' me.<br />

Rappers ain't fond of me, fuck them! My ma' should be<br />

The game's fixed anyway (an') you could ask Tim Donaghy.<br />

I'm on some all kinda' weed, sleep where the Pira?a's be<br />

An' honestly (fa'real), I'm ay'thing dudes is try'nna be.<br />

I get money an' haul off (now...)<br />

While they at rock bottom, the poor guys can't even fall off.<br />

(Joey!) I'm all Spartan, avoid ya four sparkin'<br />

'Cause ay'thing is funny 'till a nigga's George Carlin!<br />

Not greedy, I jus' want a fortune of the fortune<br />

If all rappers do is record, why would I call 'em?<br />

Look, I ain't heard of that (naw!)<br />

An' these hater's Killin' Me Softly, but I don't mind takin' on Roberta's Flack.<br />

I'm known ta' 1-8-7 murda' tracks<br />

Go an' tell whoever wanna' know The King of Jers. is back.<br />

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(Thanks to Thoro'Bred for these lyrics)<br />