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Friday, November 5

Joe Budden - "Come Along"



The 4th cut on the album. Lyrics under 'Let's Go..'

Check me out now, come along, come, come along
but I don't trust niggas so make sure you come alone
I handpicked you, you think sensibly
they friends with you, don't even need to be friends with me
come along, I'ma take you to some spots that you might like
but bring shades, you gon' need 'em for the bright lights
grab a drink and invite dikes that like fights
we always end up fightin' 'cause that's my vice
come along, come, come along
and you see how it feels when you sittin' on a throne
when you're so much better but they act like they ain't known
so someone else is on it, there's a temporary loan
hard to compete when there ain't no competition
if everybody's the best, why do I feel like comp is missin'?
forced to find inspiration when I never had to
so I go against myself, it's a better battle
then come along, come, come along
turned up the volume on a favorite song
we got so much in common (except)
except when it comes to rhymin'
she feel like lyrics are so intrusive
but I feel about her the way she feels about music
she's cute, she don't like the words, she just like the beat
and I'm thinkin' 'me too, biatch'

go on, let it breathe
come along, come, come along
can we dim the lights, lemme get into my zone
come along, come, come along
but I don't trust a soul so make sure you come alone
let it breathe

check it, come along, come, come along
and watch these niggas doin' it all wrong
throwback swag niggas still doin' rims
still doin' throwbacks, you're still doin' timbs
lookin' for a way to save, you ain't earnin' no cake
move back in with moms, she won't turn you away
then you all on the blogs, showin' off on CL
when it's followed by a K gotta know it's a mistkae
benefit of the doubt, homie if that ain't your daughter's car
I suggest you stop rappin' 'bout a automar
'cause in return I'ma just call a fraud
everytime I hear a bar 'bout the baller you are
now listen, come along, come, come along
just gon' probably drop her draws if she step into my home
she probably gon' be on cock
it's big enough to get lost in without Jack or John Locke
on the water like an island thinkin' she on a dock
so she puttin' in work I'm thinkin' she on the clock
uhhn, slow down babygirl whatchu tryna prove?
when you live like me it's funny what one night can do

now let it breathe
come along, come, come along
can we dim the lights, lemme get into my zone
come along, come, come along
but I don't trust a soul so make sure you come alone
now let it breathe

come along, come, come along
is you niggas out your mind?
is it hard to recognize when you out your prime?
maybe they can't imagine livin' like without that shine
walk around Hollywood like you so in-demand
but when the labels stop actin' nigga so do the fans
nigga you ain't a superstar, no allure about you
and when you talk about me, it says more about you
now come along, come, come along
wonder why I ain't around niggas changin' tone, that's the way it looks
but they really think whatever they say behind my back will manage to stay put
we know the same people, go to same places
from the same hood, can only be so evasive
come along, come, come along
when you're from where I'm from you're gon' probably meet the chrome
it ain't just me, it's like that where we all from
thought some of them niggas just do it outta boredom
some just preppin' for the day they see a war come
hangin' in the wrong place if you never some one
now come along, come, come along
I dunno who you dealt with in the past
better be self-sufficient ma you don't getta pass
'cause your thighs are thick and you gotta little ass
you lookin' for a sugardaddy then go for it
twenty-somethin' years old with nothin' to show for it
talkin' 'bout she was raised different
well get your own pockets, bitch, so was I
come along, come, come along
I don't call 'em verses, they're similar to poems
similar to scriptures, similar to pictures
you can stick to rap, what we doin' is much bigger

now let it breathe
come along, come, come along
can we dim the lights, lemme get into my zone
come along, come, come along
but I don't trust a soul so make sure you come alone
let it breathe

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