Letra de All In My Head (Feat. Royce Da 5'9? & Kobe) - Joe Budden
Letra de canci�n de All In My Head (Feat. Royce Da 5'9? & Kobe) de Joe Budden lyrics
Quarter on the loose
A Loose Quarter
Few questions I ask myself
Maybe it started with Slaughterhouse, or was it tour life?
Maybe it wouldn�t had started at all if I had your life
Maybe it was needed or I was thinking immorally
If I wasn�t myself could I say I gave the fans All of Me?
Can�t decide if I�m more ashamed of what they saw of me
Than I am of ignoring all the lessons that was taught to me
Headed up field but couldn�t dodge the last tackler
How could a forward thinker move so ass backwards?
How could a dude with no regrets at all, willing to bet it all
Not realize that quicker demise, how could I neglect it all?
I�m so seasonal, some of yall knew I'd spring back
With a heart this cold, how�d yall think I�d be receptive to fall
I�m plenty comfortable when danger�s around
And even more so when strangers around
And the bigger picture is sicker, don't know my triggers or know the alarm it forces
Don't know a nigga, don't know my bouts with drugs and liquor or the harm it causes
Life or death? I tried to lynch myself
Thought I could keep it all a secret, I convinced myself
But really, the folk that loved me, they could tell I was locin'
I couldn�t see him, cry me a river cause it fell in the ocean
Numb to my words now, maybe felt I was open
I cut so many people loose too, I need help with devotion
That�s just some of the things I ask my Lord and Savior
And when He calls for me, will He have done us all a favor?
How did I make it here?
Who are yall?
I feel so lost
Now I�m not seeing it clear
Is it my fault?
It�s all in my head
I�m looking around like this can�t be happening
Round of applause for the angry rappers
Lord, my girl cried me a flood than me a river
That�s love, depending on me when I�m a dependent on liquor
I�m up in the shoe store, she got no love to show
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You ever look at a bitch who was fucking behind your bitch back
Like fuck I was fuckin you for?
I�m an artist so I�m intelligent
I would tell you to do some soul searching
But it�s hanging up in my closet with your skeleton
It�s gotta be a God's work, even a diamond gotta be polished first
A quarter's on the loose and I ain�t been out here getting my dollars� worth
I had to remove the goggles first
To see through the sipping Patr�n and __?__ before I need to go get me a kidney donor
Guru, Nate Dogg, go ahead blink a eye
Your doctor told me you close, go ahead drink and die
Buried under the stone where the Patr�n fifth sits by
That reads "Here lies somebody who never wanted to be this guy"
They say knowledge is power, great cause every day I learn
As of late been having revelations bout this hate term
Hate the way they judge me, till I got the case adjourned
Hated the belly of the beast till I became its tapeworm
When I said I�d stop getting high, tried to say it stern
Though I�m the type to walk through the fire to check the way it burn
They say my brain is off, I say how can it be?
If I�m out my mind how can I be in-sanity?
The people used to say that I was scared of progress
They don�t know how hard a nigga tried to advance
But I don�t know who�s more to blame, is it them for really not knowing me
Or is it me for never really giving them a chance?
Get too close, be too big of a threat
Now it�s been little than no time, thinking why I ain�t get rid of you yet
Gotta recognize my maturity, gotta see I�m grown
Let all my skeletons out the closet just so I'd never be alone
Since I got trust issues I won�t discuss with you
Besides God tell me who the fuck�s supposed to save you
Pop won't have a man to man, was gone half my life so
Somewhere in his head probably feel it ain't his place too
Plus more people will see me soon, I mean I�ll be on national TV soon
So when I ask if people I have around are cancer for me
That�s 4 million more that might be able to answer for me
A Loose Quarter
Few questions I ask myself
Maybe it started with Slaughterhouse, or was it tour life?
Maybe it wouldn�t had started at all if I had your life
Maybe it was needed or I was thinking immorally
If I wasn�t myself could I say I gave the fans All of Me?
Can�t decide if I�m more ashamed of what they saw of me
Than I am of ignoring all the lessons that was taught to me
Headed up field but couldn�t dodge the last tackler
How could a forward thinker move so ass backwards?
How could a dude with no regrets at all, willing to bet it all
Not realize that quicker demise, how could I neglect it all?
I�m so seasonal, some of yall knew I'd spring back
With a heart this cold, how�d yall think I�d be receptive to fall
I�m plenty comfortable when danger�s around
And even more so when strangers around
And the bigger picture is sicker, don't know my triggers or know the alarm it forces
Don't know a nigga, don't know my bouts with drugs and liquor or the harm it causes
Life or death? I tried to lynch myself
Thought I could keep it all a secret, I convinced myself
But really, the folk that loved me, they could tell I was locin'
I couldn�t see him, cry me a river cause it fell in the ocean
Numb to my words now, maybe felt I was open
I cut so many people loose too, I need help with devotion
That�s just some of the things I ask my Lord and Savior
And when He calls for me, will He have done us all a favor?
How did I make it here?
Who are yall?
I feel so lost
Now I�m not seeing it clear
Is it my fault?
It�s all in my head
I�m looking around like this can�t be happening
Round of applause for the angry rappers
Lord, my girl cried me a flood than me a river
That�s love, depending on me when I�m a dependent on liquor
I�m up in the shoe store, she got no love to show
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You ever look at a bitch who was fucking behind your bitch back
Like fuck I was fuckin you for?
I�m an artist so I�m intelligent
I would tell you to do some soul searching
But it�s hanging up in my closet with your skeleton
It�s gotta be a God's work, even a diamond gotta be polished first
A quarter's on the loose and I ain�t been out here getting my dollars� worth
I had to remove the goggles first
To see through the sipping Patr�n and __?__ before I need to go get me a kidney donor
Guru, Nate Dogg, go ahead blink a eye
Your doctor told me you close, go ahead drink and die
Buried under the stone where the Patr�n fifth sits by
That reads "Here lies somebody who never wanted to be this guy"
They say knowledge is power, great cause every day I learn
As of late been having revelations bout this hate term
Hate the way they judge me, till I got the case adjourned
Hated the belly of the beast till I became its tapeworm
When I said I�d stop getting high, tried to say it stern
Though I�m the type to walk through the fire to check the way it burn
They say my brain is off, I say how can it be?
If I�m out my mind how can I be in-sanity?
The people used to say that I was scared of progress
They don�t know how hard a nigga tried to advance
But I don�t know who�s more to blame, is it them for really not knowing me
Or is it me for never really giving them a chance?
Get too close, be too big of a threat
Now it�s been little than no time, thinking why I ain�t get rid of you yet
Gotta recognize my maturity, gotta see I�m grown
Let all my skeletons out the closet just so I'd never be alone
Since I got trust issues I won�t discuss with you
Besides God tell me who the fuck�s supposed to save you
Pop won't have a man to man, was gone half my life so
Somewhere in his head probably feel it ain't his place too
Plus more people will see me soon, I mean I�ll be on national TV soon
So when I ask if people I have around are cancer for me
That�s 4 million more that might be able to answer for me
