Текст песни Joe Budden f Stack Bundles - Nobody Loves Me
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[Joe Budden]Look here..See I grew up around the projectsGrew up around the glocks yesTaught to fend for myself whenever Pops leftA good kid turnin` into a hood prospect, why?[Stack Bundles]If so, it was after the bread risin` (Right)After I put the hood on like Lil Red Ridin`The gangsta that`s glorifyin`And strugglin` bubbled number for a stackAnd that`s a fact...until that?[Budden](Oh!)And if they did, I never felt itSpent a couple nights in a box, I couldn`t help it (Dawg, I couldn`t help it)When niggaz on the tier ice grilled, I had to melt itDream was on the right track...somebody rebelled itWas taught cash rules, but I ain`t have a dollar for livin`No window, no pot to piss in (So!)So all my dudes in they cells that`s locked in prison, is it `cause..[Bundles](Nope!)Til I pissed a few niggaz off like Bill O`Reilly (Right)Exposed the game`s soft spot like Maury (Ha!)Showed the hustlers how weTurned an advance to a grand finale (Heh)[Budden]Look hereI was doin` pull ups and eatin` pancakes (And then?)And then I pulled up in that pancake (Talk to `em!)Suicide doors, iced the band and the faceYes Jerze...(Ok)[Bundles]Til I proved my name was a factor (How?)Summertime, played the crateBathin` 8ths and chains that`ll change the chill factor (Schieeeet!)Two toned toy to antagonize the children (Right)It`s still Roc For Life like they kicked me out the building[Budden]But I ain`t goin` nowhere, at least no time soonSo get used to me, real niggaz rep, that`s how it used to beF-Y-I, still got the deuce-deuce wit` meWhy?[Bundles](I know...so?)That`s why I got niggaz robbed for their jewelry (Right)Brought heaters to where my goons be (Right)My divas in (?) (Right)My groupies rockin` that Juicy (Whoo!)40`s on me but usuallyThe roofless coupe`s on the corner like a hooptie(Right, right)Oh!I know![Budden]It`s like I didn`t feel the loveUntil I put the 645 on dubsAnd sueded out the gutsIn the belly of the beast, you make it out with gutsIn that title, homeboys is naked without the trust (Ya Heard!)[Bundles]Rep-wise I`m celibate, ain`t a soul fuckin` wit` `em (Uh huh)Emcees watch they mouths like Chris Tucker wit` `em (Heh)Up and comer`s owe me, until I`m paid, you stuck wit` `em(Why?)`Cause..