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Joe Budden

Joe Budden. By Nicholas Jurgen Von Sackman. Life . Born on August 31, 1980 in Spanish Harlem Moved to Queens at age of 11 moved to Jersey City where he settled Poster boy of Jersey hood Addicted to PCP Dropped out of HS got GED Dad Arrested . Music.

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Joe Budden

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  1. Joe Budden By Nicholas Jurgen Von Sackman

  2. Life • Born on August 31, 1980 in Spanish Harlem Moved to Queens at age of 11 moved to Jersey City where he settled Poster boy of Jersey hood Addicted to PCP Dropped out of HS got GED Dad Arrested

  3. Music • Spent most Teens in psych wards and rehabs • Music saved his life he cleaned up and fought all the pressures of the block • His Songs are from the core raw emotion of how he feels about drugs, girls, emotions, and parents • One Song Calm Down expresses relationship with his Mom

  4. took drugs and laced it with thingsBut you a addict yourself,For you I would peep(?) for places and things (how the fuck you thought)Angeldust use to have me in the hallways twurkedI tried to hide it, but Visine didn't always workI needed someone to blame in my mindI thought if you and dad never used dope I would a came out fineAnd so I hit you hard when you threw in advice Like what I want to talk to you about you ruined my lifeYou the reason why I ended up a con and I knew itThe reason I filled my body with that bomin fluid, mommy You the reason that my life's gone illegal The reason I'm kinda different, don't think like normal people, not calm.. - Verse 2]Listen... ain't shit like seeing your moms crying on the floorKnowing you the reason why she ain't alright no more But so young, I was like whatever You use to chase me through the house with the knife like get your life togetherFucking drugs, how could I ever amp on youAnd what made me think that I could lay my hands on youI'm not surprised that you mad at me Much as you hated my father, your youngest son is just like his daddy Mommy I live life rude, how could you not understand it On the same note I'm just like youI got moms sensitivity, my fathers balls His humor, his g, and my heart is yours Fuck school, cause I had my major Come to grips that it ain't so much the drugs, it's the addict behavior

  5. Ain't got to look for a girl nowadays cause almost all these niggaz is bitches See 'em often while we walking I'll show you the drug dealers and some dudes that hate me word on the streets is they real killers dog Where was the hate back when I wasn't on my feet An alcoholic, school dropout, just a bum on the street Where was the hate during my adolescence Back when that psychiatrist was trying hard to get me on anti depression so manI don't recall none of this happenin' back thenAnd I don't understand I was still rappin' back then So I got to ride with a gunFrom trying to get my mom and pop up out of the slums and provide for my son If you met my baby moms would you noticeIf she was ready for a child of if her ass had an alterialmotiveI don't know what she's teaching Trey but everyday he get older Angie's bitter and feel like now that I'm successful I owe her Cause she would hold me so tight when I was ready to relapse Tell me to relax, I ain't know no better straight out of rehab

  6. [Verse 1] • That's my depression talking.. maybe it's really real • Maybe them doctors was right, and maybe I'm really ill • See I can't really chill.. without feeling the guilt of me • Stealing these pills ... • Is anybody feeling me still? • (Shit) except for the hood.. nobody told me, I ever couldn't • Instead, I pushed.. back when they told me I never would • Looking at me, like I was just a crook • I express the hood, and what I see on the daily • My scenery daily.... • Task force.. B & E's daily • A task y'all.. being me daily • They want to put, 3 in me nail me • This is stuff, you only read on The Daily • Had product, but ain't supply it then.. • High off more than weed..so the product just got me higher than.. • Product of my environment • Look-at-where-they-put-me.. and look where they telling me I gotta be • Stop and see, the robberies ..the poverty.. • Its got to be, an opt atleast • Without-dudes-gettin'-chased-by police

  7. PRAY FOR ME • You robbed peoples' stores" Yeah, and YOU made me see jail "But I also seen you lay your hands on a female" "Sold drugs to parents, none of that was needed" "Abandoned your child, on every girl you cheated" "Done wrong to people that only want the best for you" "Anytime you thought you were alone, I was next to you" When it comes to baby moms...God you gave me the worst one "But that was your second child Joe...you shouldn't have killed the first one" I ain't have a job...ain't have a pot to piss in "Look I gave you a gift, and you made the wrong decision" "Held on to resentments, even in doin' business" "I lead by example, I teach forgiveness" Read more: JOE BUDDEN - PRAY FOR ME LYRICS http://www.metrolyrics.com/pray-for-me-lyrics-joe-budden.html#ixzz1LOJ3oYuC Copied from MetroLyrics.com

  8. Rest in Peace • Mood Muzik Mix Tape

  9. Impact • No Credit • Known “Pump it Up” • Hope people realize that his songs much different • Signed Shady Records Here the wrath of real rap • Royce Da 5’9, Joell Ortiz, Crooked I (Slaughterhouse)

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