Joe Budden

Joe Budden - Pump It Up (Remix) lyrics

Gimme that beat fool, it's a full time jack move

Don't worry skano I'll give it back soon

Just havin a little fun, wassup my nigga?

S dot collection

Black album comin soon

Just gonna vent a little bit

Have a little fun with it

Yes yes

Hey nobody dumpin on hove

You aint in sanitation or sanitarium

What are you crazy jay-z'll bury em

I'll get you drug out the club they have to carry em

Your head bug out i'll raid niggas scared of em

Worry im not mike jordan

Of the mic recordin

Hovi baby you kobe, maybe tracy mcgrady

Matter fact you harold miner, jr rider

Washed up on marijuana

Even worse you a pervis ellis

You worthless fella

You aint no athlete you shawn bradley

I aint talkin to nobody in particular

My flow just vehicular homicide whem im kicken em

Yes, anybody in my path

Is a car crash waitin to happen

Nigga what?

I got my foot on the door

On the post of this rap game and i aint lettin up

Yea whos the nicest life of lifeless mic devices

And i don't write this i just mic this

I will it to happen

One take hove im real in this rappin

My new name is just the facts

While the rest of yall just adjust the facts

Put words together, just to match

I say what i feel yall adjust to that

I do the opposite of yall so i just attract

The realer audience usually unjustly black

Know my flow and the shit they go just match

Like the sound of my voice and a choice just track

I just tackle the something the flack of the public

Nothin, i know real niggas happen to love it

If you don't like it or look in the mirror

Most likely you aint livin so you don't get it

You aint did it so you can envision it

The picture im paintin aint vivid

The language im spittin is so foreign to ya

She was starvin a dude to ya

Growin up hard in a little apartment illude to ya

Im just talkin to ya

[joe budden]

Gimme that beat fool

Its a full time jack move

Fine jay web said take it back dude

Its hot

Minute or to we play ball now

Listen im just havin some fun

No

Part in the future

Sing the track now

Spend a good week hova

You can bring it back now

All these rappers is cookin crack now

Took the realness out the game it's time to put it back in

The fans finally got it understood they just gappin

While joeys in the hood like madden

Whoa

Success is wrapped up

Checks just rack up

Everybodys a killer but the deaths don't add up

Everybodys a hustler but the money aint comin in

Yall is it just my math sucks? nah

Time im a super stuck cheat they wealth

Everybodys so scurred to just be they self

And the base and your boys get found like the cool

So we could sound like loon or pound like boom

Don't end up a dead man for the cheddar

The way to play is joey in *Def Jam Vendetta* for real

On your pro two blues and don't be shocked

Open the booth door we be like old school move it

Aint goin to be a tray fee jay-z they be murdered

Joey the future im more like dirt

Anybody buyin respect me

Try and wet me

Yall dudes will never make it

Your a Tyus Edney

Im a standout like Yao Ming

Im what's sparkin now

Like fallback Shaq

Im startin now

Boys poppin it toys poppin spit

Im not from round these parts im Stojakovic

Let me hear your man say im the Jordan of rappin

He's gettin fatigued girlie his scorin is lackin

Legacy is gettin ruined and you don't want that

So pretty much learn from him

Don't come back

And rap is gettin wag top

G's are steppin

Cause you are not that hot

Don't believe the yes men

It aint about whos better than uh

Its so evident

They hard to be real with no evidence

And i aint comin at jay

'cause he's the greatest dreamer

But he already laid the way

Im just layin my seed in

Not the same way i was

Dude im done drivin now

Im in your 745 plus 2

Don't have your label call mine

No extracurricular

Rappers is all girls who is extraparticular

Seen many men with the jade

Next time you listen to many men I'll make sure you relate

Only jay coulda came

Just blazed it like me

Everybody else chills

Just glazed kid agree

Packin a mackin in the back of an acura no

Flappin the gat we be rappin the caddy but naw

What you want punk

Double clip pump

Ride by slump forth cocked playa on top

Hater warm rock with his teeth toes wrapped

With the brand new savior of east coast rap

Don't worry yo i'll bring the east coast back

No parties this aint a movie but meet joe black

Tryin to relate to it i just speak those facts

If you was in the front now your seat goes back

What the deallin

Like new york been soft since bin laden came thru and crushed the buildings

Kinda restore the feelin this is to be continued

Im just speakin through ya

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