Joe Budden - Sober Up (Feat. Crooked I)
High on life, haha, Joey!
J. Cardim, what up?
Bars, what up?
Dolla, what up? Haha
I think you got one with this one, baby
Not really, I hate when niggas say shit like that
Joey! Hahaha, quick question though
Y'all in that mood yet!?
Haha, nah, nah, they ain't hear me
I said, y'all in that mood yet!?
I broke down a while ago, finally picking up the pieces
Memoirs I had are undefeated can 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 times it’s to convince me, at times it’s to convince you
Done a lot of wrong but I aint 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 barrell rifle
I owe so many payback, I feel like I got the right to
So if you need a case in point you can refer to Budden
And it will prove that pain killers never murdered nothing
All it did was make me succumb put ice in me, make me numb
When I revisit the place it takes me from, I'm sprung
(I ain't try'na sober up!)
Strong enough to catch contact by
You smell it as soon as you get in my ride
(I don't want to sober up!)
See with me, the rules never apply
Don't tell me how I should live my life
(Look, I ain't try'na sober up!)
Put your seat back, got it if you need that
You should really fuck with me
(I ain't try'na sober up!)
Tell me if you want to ride or die
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Listen up, as the center reports my inner thoughts like a inner war
Head exact as a trembling force on my mental ward
Mental's distraught, every word from this sinister boss
Is brought to you like the people your minister's Porsche
Tight roping on dental floss, before the haters begin to get lost
Coke and weed got my temperment 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 condo’s at a minimal cost
My train of thought ain't as simple as yours
So if our paths happen to incidentally cross
I pray that you can overlook all my minature flaws
Until then, let's let the bass kick
Take the shots staight, I dont see a need to chase it
Trying to fight the urge til there’s something to replace it
I welcome ya’ll to be my co-pilots on this spaceship
(I ain't try'na sober up!)
Strong enough to catch contact by
You smell it as soon as you get in my ride
(I don't want to sober up)
See with me, the rules never apply
Don't tell me how I should live my life
(Look, I ain't try'na sober up!)
Put your seat back, got it if you need that
You should really fuck with me
(I ain't try'na sober up!)
Tell me if you want to ride or die
La la la la la la la la
Yo, me and the gang would get so blunted
We’d order takeout fom the chinese stores
They make sure you bring change for a hundred
Rob them, safety on the metal’s off
Figured if we beat the breaks off them
Then how the fuck was he gon' pedal 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 me feeling like ain't a nigga can harm me
So I go and scoop a mami that want to come join the army
She was so militant, disciplined, dilligent
So I whispered to her, bet you wouldn't mind shilling it
I got to know her on my sofa
I gave her my honorable discharge and she took like a soldier
Since she the type you got to watch when she come around
Really, she only get high so she can come down
Lost her when I said she ain't got to settle
Once you start to handle life you’ll be on the same level, I bet you
(I ain't try'na sober up!)
Strong enough to catch contact by
You smell it as soon as you get in my ride
(I don't want to sober up)
See with me, the rules never apply
Don't tell me how I should live my life
(Look, I ain't try'na sober up!)
Put your seat back, got it if you need that
You should really fuck with me
(I ain't try'na sober up!)
Tell me if you want to ride or die
La la la la la la la la
When I was five this what my father said
"I should have pulled you out and left you on
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 crazyiest, surprised I’m even walking
Can you blame me if I’m atheist but I aint Stephen Hawkings
I know God is in my radius, I can see him often
In the face of an innocent baby but not when preacher's talking
My people sleep in coffins I miss them I’m breaking down
In the face of a bad bitch that I’m supposed to be taking down
Baby ride while I’m crying, I’m dying inside 'cause my pain
Is Poseiden or a giant Lethiathon that I’m hiding from
The World; they hit me with everything but the kitchen sink
How ironic? same place I vomit when I lick a drink
Apparently I need to get a shrink, how can therapy take care of me
When I don’t give a fuck what niggas think?
(I ain't try'na sober up!)
Strong enough to catch contact by
You smell it as soon as you get in my ride
(I don't want to sober up)
See with me, the rules never apply
Don't tell me how I should live my life
(Look, I ain't try'na sober up!)
Put your seat back, got it if you need that
You should really fuck with me
(I ain't try'na sober up!)
Tell me if you want to ride or die
La la la la la la la la