Joe Budden - Fight Muzik lyrics

[Joe Budden - Fight Muzik lyrics]

Yeah (what up, Joey?) it's, it's
It's (it's what?) , it's that On Top Music!
Uh it's fight music

They say a closed mouth don't get fed
And an open one does
So, it's all about what you believe
And not what niggas is eatin'
If open mouths is open long
Enough niggas can see in
Here you out of reach
(nigga) clear you out of breathin'
They love to hate me
The cowardly brothers sleep on 'im (so?)
I make 'em starve
And Sally Struthers can speak for 'em
Nobody in the game can hold me
I'm the same as Kobe
Dunk over your back, you overmatched
Nigga: Shane Mosley
If this is beef I'll get Chris and Neef


Not them niggas from the Roc neither
Get it from the block me heater
And if you live 'bout battle
I'll razor ya face (dog)
Niggas'll never get a five-o'clock shadow
(yeah) thug get a gun, you alone? Get a mob
You scared? Get a dog
And if you broke get a job!
What the fans thought'll make me knock out
Niggas and cam-cord
(what's good?) 'cause all you
Pack is a JanSport
I hate guns like I hate condoms
Don't like the feel to it, but gotta be safe
So I still use it
Black lottos or get at y'all in my Tim's
Cousin hit you with the lead
I'm "Hacksaw" Jim Duggan this ain't cute
(nah) nigga, this is way past a fluke
Ask Okafor, I'm way past Duke
Stop what, nigga? Don't even start a war if
You ain't got bucks, nigga

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