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Friday, November 5

Joe Budden ft. Crooked I - "Sober Up"



6th track on the album. Lyrics under "Let's Go..."

(Joe Budden - verse 1)
I broke down a while ago, finally pickin' up the pieces
memoirs I had are undefeated, I feel depleted
I don't talk to god as a matter of fact I plead with
at times I hate my reflection and others I'm conceited
half the time I'm arrogant, other times I'm vengeful
at time it's to convince me, at time it's to convince you
done a lot of wrong but I ain't never felt resentful
it's been so many times I've lost track of who to repent to
half the time I'm in the cut, don't want you to notice me
roll with me and you'll see that I'm only awkward socially
half the time I'm spiteful, double barrel rifle
I owe so many payback I feel like I gotta right to
so if you need a case in point, you can refer to Budden
and it'll prove that pain killers never murdered nothin'
all it did was make me succumb, put ice in me
make me numb when I revisit the places it takes me from
I'm strong

(Chorus)
Strong enough to catch contact by
you smell as soon as you get in my ride
see with me, rules never apply
don't tell me how I should live my life
put your seat back, got it if you need that
you should really fuck with me
tell me if you wanna ride or die, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

(Joe Budden - verse 2)
Listen up as the center reports
my inner thoughts are like an inner war
head exact as a tremblin' force on my mental ward
men are distraught
every word from this sentence the boss
it's brought to you by the people like your minister's Porsche
tight-ropin' on dental floss
before the haters begin to get lost
coke and weed got my temperament off
but why would my temper get lost
when as soon as the temperature frost
I'm probably having intercourse in a resort
criminal report, pricey condos at a minimal cost
my train of thought ain't as simple as yours
so if our paths happen to accidentally cross
I pray that you can overlook all my miniature flaws
until then let's let the bass kick
take the shot straight, I don't see a need to chase it
tryna fight the urge 'til there's somethin' to replace it
I welcome ya'll to be my co-pilots on this spaceship

(Chorus)
Strong enough to catch contact by
you smell as soon as you get in my ride
see with me, rules never apply
don't tell me how I should live my life
put your seat back, got it if you need that
you should really fuck with me
tell me if you wanna ride or die, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la


(Joe Budden - verse 3)
Yo, me and the gang would get so blunted
we'd order takeout from the Chinese stores
they make sure you bring change for a hundred
rob 'em, safety on, the metal's off
figured if we beat the breaks off 'em
then how the fuck was he gon' peal off
some live and die by the high, I was born by it
since pop gave my mom the needle like go on try it
got my feelin' like ain't a nigga can harm me
so I go and scoop a mami that wanna come join the army
she was so militant, disciplined, diligent
so I whispered to her, bet you wouldn't mind sealing it
I got to know her on my sofa
I gave her my honorable discharge and she took it like a soldier
since she the type you gotta watch when she come around
really she only got high so she can come down
lost her when I said she ain't gotta settle
once you start to handle life, you'll be on the same level, I bet you

(
Chorus)
Strong enough to catch contact by
you smell as soon as you get in my ride
see with me, rules never apply
don't tell me how I should live my life
put your seat back, got it if you need that
you should really fuck with me
tell me if you wanna ride or die, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

(Crooked I - verse 4)
When I was five, this what my father said
I should have pulled you out and left you on your momma's waterbed
you ask me, my poppa's dead
alcoholic genes from him since a toddler bottle fed
put me on your stainless I'm brainless, I'm a hollow-head
my life was the craziest
surprised I'm even walkin', can you blame me if I'm atheist?
but I ain't Stephen Hawkings, I know god is in my radius
I can see him walkin', in the face of an innocent baby but not when preacher's talkin'
my people sleep in coffins, I miss 'em
I'm breakin' down in the face of a bad bitch I'm supposed to be takin' down
baby ridin' while I'm cryin', I'm dyin' inside
'cause my pain is beside a giant [?] and I'm hidin' from the world
they hit me with everythin' but the kitchen sink
how ironic, same place I vomit when I lick a drink
apprently I need to get a shrink
how can therapy take care of me
when I don't give a fuck what niggas think?


(Chorus)
Strong enough to catch contact by
you smell as soon as you get in my ride
see with me, rules never apply
don't tell me how I should live my life
put your seat back, got it if you need that
you should really fuck with me
tell me if you wanna ride or die, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

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