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Dessert For Thought (Feat. Styles P And Pusha T) (Produced By Boom)

歌手:Joe Budden

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Dark forces get on the level Cause you might see an iced out cross on the Devil Illuminati and Masons what are we facing See you at the crossroad that's Vacation Sh*t is like Fright Night get you a Night Light Two blunts Zeitgeist remind me it's Christ like Now niggas wanna look like women Tight pants costume jewels I guess their CEO might bend 'em God bless Pac but they ain't got thug like feelings God bless Big but they don't know the every day struggle I keep it thorough everywhere I'm bubbling you bubble gum Chew you up spit you out ni**a cause I'm troublesome And if they lyrical then what the f**k am I The maker of miracles every couple of lines Parallel lines in my soul in my mind Make the jewels unfold every time of the rhyme Use respect and I'm spectacular Audio f**king up your cardiovascular Lyrically spit sh*t flip like a spatula Married to the game and you just a bachelor SP and the Mouse in this b**ch And I want it quiet as a mouse in this b**ch Burn you in your car and your house is the sh*t Don't ever say you hard if I ain't bout for the sh*t It's like a never ending story I'm here for my glory The engines too loud these haters can't ignore me Feeling like a legend anyone that came before me Drug dealer posing all this mother f**kin' jewelry Came from the crack house back room black out Smoke hit they lungs make 'em UFC tap out No plan B it was nothin' else to map out So we throw stones while we living in this glass house It's been a minute so they ask where the fire went My kitchen clean but I still got the Pilot lit Made a fortune outta fumes my Mcguiver sh*t Reality TV before Survivor b**ch Yuuuck put our lives on display Who's thinkin bout tomorrow we ain't promised today This rap game fickle we ain't promised to play The last of the greats pay homage to me If my past had a encore it be like a onslaught A lot of niggas died it's too many to mourn for I'm thinkin bout my youth us as little kids Am I wrong for having thoughts Bishop Eddie would long for I got decade old wounds that are still bleeding That chapter of my life is closed yet y'all still read it Straight face on pretending to feel decent Casket shopping for a loved one that is still breathing Swear that sh*t got in the way of Summer Avoiding calendars since all your days were numbered Laid out in the bed can barely sit up Those were your last breaths I was mistaking for hiccups Y'all don't get the picture when your medicine is liquor I'm talkin phone ringing being too afraid to pick up I know you in a better place and that joy is felt I learned when death calls it won't leave a voice mail You would be proud I'm due to be caked up Wanna make your dreams come true Gotta wake up Groupie niggas I don't see how you deal with it Broke and starving but clinging to your Meal Ticket Broke hustlers debate that trash Back and forth to they vacant stash Still in all I know a few that'll make that cash Quick flip even Rex Ryan ain't lose the weight that fast Y'all should treat me like royalty Last of a dying breed that puts money and power behind loyalty Careful that b**ch sh*t'll rub off Me I'd rather die with my balls than have to live with 'em cut off Long winded be patient enough to hear 'em I'll give you the jewels if you brave enough to wear 'em But know before you swallow it up Food for thoughts only as important as what'll follow it up
[00:21.32]Dark forces get on the level [00:24.26]Cause you might see an iced out cross on the Devil [00:26.71]Illuminati and Masons what are we facing [00:29.40]See you at the crossroad that's Vacation [00:31.52]Sh*t is like Fright Night get you a Night Light [00:34.96]Two blunts Zeitgeist remind me it's Christ like [00:37.52]Now niggas wanna look like women [00:39.27]Tight pants costume jewels [00:40.83]I guess their CEO might bend 'em [00:42.77]God bless Pac but they ain't got thug like feelings [00:45.42]God bless Big but they don't know the every day struggle [00:48.29]I keep it thorough everywhere I'm bubbling you bubble gum [00:50.85]Chew you up spit you out ni**a cause I'm troublesome [00:53.66]And if they lyrical then what the f**k am I [00:56.41]The maker of miracles every couple of lines [00:58.72]Parallel lines in my soul in my mind [01:01.34]Make the jewels unfold every time of the rhyme [01:03.66]Use respect and I'm spectacular [01:06.97]Audio f**king up your cardiovascular [01:08.47]Lyrically spit sh*t flip like a spatula [01:12.22]Married to the game and you just a bachelor [01:15.10]SP and the Mouse in this b**ch [01:17.10]And I want it quiet as a mouse in this b**ch [01:20.16]Burn you in your car and your house is the sh*t [01:23.10]Don't ever say you hard if I ain't bout for the sh*t [01:25.91]It's like a never ending story I'm here for my glory [01:28.47]The engines too loud these haters can't ignore me [01:30.60]Feeling like a legend anyone that came before me [01:33.41]Drug dealer posing all this mother f**kin' jewelry [01:36.37]Came from the crack house back room black out [01:39.14]Smoke hit they lungs make 'em UFC tap out [01:41.70]No plan B it was nothin' else to map out [01:44.45]So we throw stones while we living in this glass house [01:47.20]It's been a minute so they ask where the fire went [01:49.70]My kitchen clean but I still got the Pilot lit [01:52.33]Made a fortune outta fumes my Mcguiver sh*t [01:54.45]Reality TV before Survivor b**ch [01:57.52]Yuuuck put our lives on display [02:00.14]Who's thinkin bout tomorrow we ain't promised today [02:02.64]This rap game fickle we ain't promised to play [02:05.51]The last of the greats pay homage to me [02:08.07]If my past had a encore it be like a onslaught [02:10.95]A lot of niggas died it's too many to mourn for [02:13.64]I'm thinkin bout my youth us as little kids [02:16.08]Am I wrong for having thoughts Bishop Eddie would long for [02:18.88]I got decade old wounds that are still bleeding [02:21.83]That chapter of my life is closed yet y'all still read it [02:24.77]Straight face on pretending to feel decent [02:27.08]Casket shopping for a loved one that is still breathing [02:29.89]Swear that sh*t got in the way of Summer [02:32.70]Avoiding calendars since all your days were numbered [02:35.33]Laid out in the bed can barely sit up [02:38.02]Those were your last breaths I was mistaking for hiccups [02:41.64]Y'all don't get the picture when your medicine is liquor [02:45.27]I'm talkin phone ringing being too afraid to pick up [02:48.10]I know you in a better place and that joy is felt [02:50.41]I learned when death calls it won't leave a voice mail [02:52.48]You would be proud I'm due to be caked up [02:54.48]Wanna make your dreams come true Gotta wake up [02:56.60]Groupie niggas I don't see how you deal with it [02:59.41]Broke and starving but clinging to your Meal Ticket [03:01.60]Broke hustlers debate that trash [03:03.85]Back and forth to they vacant stash [03:06.10]Still in all I know a few that'll make that cash [03:08.85]Quick flip even Rex Ryan ain't lose the weight that fast [03:11.79]Y'all should treat me like royalty [03:13.48]Last of a dying breed that puts money and power behind loyalty [03:16.54]Careful that b**ch sh*t'll rub off [03:19.73]Me I'd rather die with my balls than have to live with 'em cut off [03:23.35]Long winded be patient enough to hear 'em [03:25.42]I'll give you the jewels if you brave enough to wear 'em [03:28.17]But know before you swallow it up [03:31.41]Food for thoughts only as important as what'll follow it up

🎤 歌手:Joe Budden