Joe Budden, Emanny - If I Gotta Go lyrics

[Joe Budden, Emanny - If I Gotta Go lyrics]

If I gotta go (yeah, woo)
Can anybody tell me where? (ohh)
And if I gotta go (if I gotta go)
Does anybody even care? (ohh)

L-look, look
We gon' party like it's 1-9-9-9
Somethin triggers makin my mind design crime
When at times my mind's fine
Inclinded to find dimes
Resigned from primetime
I need my stars to align
When signs say they benign
Tell whoever cares if a stray
Happens to hit me
I need to take all the money I made with me
If I'm heaven-bound I'll put a
Hole in every turncoat
If hellbound I'm poppin shit
Through the inferno
My jargon is, I'm a arsonist
Since 11 when I found out what arson is
Look at me fully styled in that foreign whip
I get a high from it
I love that Johnny Carson shit
I got a fascination for the aggravation
True to my untruths, I love the fabrication
Waitin on a antedote, but I lack the patience
On a second thought, I got my own vaccination


All I ever dream's alone
That makes me wanna run and charge ohhh
All I ever dream's alone
That makes me wanna run and charge ohhh

Underdig this
Problem is I'm smarter than e'rybody
But too numb to show it they
Too dumb to know it (nigga)
Eventually my A's turned into D's
Eventually my O's made it's way to E
I'm tense, I'm not at ease
There's niggas with degrees
That ain't never made it hot
Nor turned up the degrees
There's niggas with credentials, accolades
Paperwork (but)
But couldn't figure out how to
Make they paper work
Me, I fight to stay alive, e'ry day is work
Especially when they say it's six
Million ways to murk (here's one)
I wish the whole world was more like me
More likely to see through the
Eyes that I see
Or be tired like I be, let's hide our ID's
There's holes in my arms, untied this IV
At times
Wish the world would comprehend like I do
Know it sound like I don't wanna mend
But I'd like to

Forewarnin nigga, ya heard?
L-look look look look I wonder
What's behind the clouds
Flew all over the world
Still I couldn't find out
Maybe I'm normal and e'rybody else isn't
Apron on over the stove in hell's kitchen
Uh, nails bitten, uh, failed livin
Another derailed mission for a
Nigga jail smitten
Enough to get the pound - if I
Don't like the shit around me
Maybe I should change the
Shit that I'm around how that sound? Uhh

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