Joe Budden - Cursed lyrics
[Joe Budden - Cursed lyrics]
Ayo, I sold rocks
Cause I love the rush of adrenaline
Pick locks
Cause I couldn't go without Benjamin's
Lick shots, to keep my enemies from entering
Fuck with cops, but without
The badge and gun, they feminine
Stay a step ahead of these niggas
Leave 'em waiting
You think that you got a plot
That I never heard? you mistaken
It's getting got
If I see that's it's there for the taken
I'm cursed
Risking it all willing to slap box with Satan
Ghetto harmony
Judges change hands like local pharmacies
Blazing with my armory, no lie
Real nigga loca
Snatch the face-off like John Travolta
Ain't nothing worse than a con with a holster
Shoot-outs is mandatory
I got made niggas to act satanic for me
Family to panic for me
Enemies that plan to off me
And friends get cut because
They ran before me
Therapists'd take their time out
He's tryin' understand my story
Niggas' be rolling deep, guzzle casket cream
Before we car jack or lamp in a stolen Jeep
Coalition do the same
Before I came apart and knew the game
Now I laugh at the Jake's on the scanner
They don't know who to blame
They think demonic ebonic's is
How we translate filled with a mans, hate
One thing authorities just can't take
Do what I have to, contraband
Following my niggas travels
We watch each others back, never snitch
Ignore the gamble
Ayo, I sold rocks
Cause I love the rush of adrenaline
Pick locks
Cause I couldn't go without Benjamin's
Lick shots, to keep my enemies from entering
Fuck with cops, but without
The badge and gun, they feminine
Stay a step ahead of these niggas
Leave 'em waiting
You think that you got a plot
That I never heard? you mistaken
It's getting got
If I see that's it's there for the taken
I'm cursed
Risking it all willing to slap box with Satan
Have you ever made a killer bleed?
Attacking nigga's a gorilla speeds?
Eyes are watching
Tell the customer to make the deal and leave
I'm bound to erupt with my temper
Hold it back
I'm tired of fucking with public defenders
That's word to Jesus
Me and the judge just made a 60 day truce
I told him I wasn't the
One carrying the tre-duce
Impressed with my demeanor he made
The charge a misdemeanor
Even those I failed the
Breathalyzer drunk upon
Had hide the product, in
Her shoes, blue suit's
Steady pushing my luck i gotta choose
Should I bounce to nigga or
Continue to bomb through?
My mind is faring away from
The norm like Tom Cruise
Father say, say what you mean
And mean what you say
Plus when you going after yours
Crush anything in your way remain 'laxed
Feeling like the whole world hates me
How long will it be before the cremate me
Know I seem crazy
But check it, crooks can be deceiving
Like looks, didn't do it
But I'm feeding the jooks
Put down your gat so we can both act tough
Know my limit's
Keep my calm before I walk off
In shackles and black cuffs
Young nigga's pushing explorers, that
Handle a biscuit, gamble for business
Train of thought, cannibalistic
Bullet wounds and bodies over time
They get deeper than the grim reaper
Go searching to find all of the cheaters
Check, parents having sex
It's apparent that I'm vexed
Maybe they should intense my therapy
Want my truest to know
I'm one of the realest nigga's
That you'll ever meet
Wounded deep in the heart
Just me and my razor blade when
I was sleeping in parks
Hoping they can weave through the dark
I went from stealing ten-speeds to
Open-mics for all the emcees
Riding the M3s, coalition getting the benji's
Ayo, I sold rocks
Cause I love the rush of adrenaline
Pick locks
Cause I couldn't go without Benjamin's
Lick shots, to keep my enemies from entering
Fuck with cops, but without
The badge and gun, they feminine
Stay a step ahead of these niggas
Leave 'em waiting
You think that you got a plot
That I never heard? you mistaken
It's getting got
If I see that's it's there for the taken
I'm cursed
Risking it all willing to slap box with Satan
Cause I love the rush of adrenaline
Pick locks
Cause I couldn't go without Benjamin's
Lick shots, to keep my enemies from entering
Fuck with cops, but without
The badge and gun, they feminine
Stay a step ahead of these niggas
Leave 'em waiting
You think that you got a plot
That I never heard? you mistaken
It's getting got
If I see that's it's there for the taken
I'm cursed
Risking it all willing to slap box with Satan
Ghetto harmony
Judges change hands like local pharmacies
Blazing with my armory, no lie
Real nigga loca
Snatch the face-off like John Travolta
Ain't nothing worse than a con with a holster
Shoot-outs is mandatory
I got made niggas to act satanic for me
Family to panic for me
Enemies that plan to off me
And friends get cut because
They ran before me
Therapists'd take their time out
He's tryin' understand my story
Niggas' be rolling deep, guzzle casket cream
Before we car jack or lamp in a stolen Jeep
Coalition do the same
Before I came apart and knew the game
Now I laugh at the Jake's on the scanner
They don't know who to blame
They think demonic ebonic's is
How we translate filled with a mans, hate
One thing authorities just can't take
Do what I have to, contraband
Following my niggas travels
We watch each others back, never snitch
Ignore the gamble
Ayo, I sold rocks
Cause I love the rush of adrenaline
Pick locks
Cause I couldn't go without Benjamin's
Lick shots, to keep my enemies from entering
Fuck with cops, but without
The badge and gun, they feminine
Stay a step ahead of these niggas
Leave 'em waiting
You think that you got a plot
That I never heard? you mistaken
It's getting got
If I see that's it's there for the taken
I'm cursed
Risking it all willing to slap box with Satan
Have you ever made a killer bleed?
Attacking nigga's a gorilla speeds?
Eyes are watching
Tell the customer to make the deal and leave
I'm bound to erupt with my temper
Hold it back
I'm tired of fucking with public defenders
That's word to Jesus
Me and the judge just made a 60 day truce
I told him I wasn't the
One carrying the tre-duce
Impressed with my demeanor he made
The charge a misdemeanor
Even those I failed the
Breathalyzer drunk upon
Had hide the product, in
Her shoes, blue suit's
Steady pushing my luck i gotta choose
Should I bounce to nigga or
Continue to bomb through?
My mind is faring away from
The norm like Tom Cruise
Father say, say what you mean
And mean what you say
Plus when you going after yours
Crush anything in your way remain 'laxed
Feeling like the whole world hates me
How long will it be before the cremate me
Know I seem crazy
But check it, crooks can be deceiving
Like looks, didn't do it
But I'm feeding the jooks
Put down your gat so we can both act tough
Know my limit's
Keep my calm before I walk off
In shackles and black cuffs
Young nigga's pushing explorers, that
Handle a biscuit, gamble for business
Train of thought, cannibalistic
Bullet wounds and bodies over time
They get deeper than the grim reaper
Go searching to find all of the cheaters
Check, parents having sex
It's apparent that I'm vexed
Maybe they should intense my therapy
Want my truest to know
I'm one of the realest nigga's
That you'll ever meet
Wounded deep in the heart
Just me and my razor blade when
I was sleeping in parks
Hoping they can weave through the dark
I went from stealing ten-speeds to
Open-mics for all the emcees
Riding the M3s, coalition getting the benji's
Ayo, I sold rocks
Cause I love the rush of adrenaline
Pick locks
Cause I couldn't go without Benjamin's
Lick shots, to keep my enemies from entering
Fuck with cops, but without
The badge and gun, they feminine
Stay a step ahead of these niggas
Leave 'em waiting
You think that you got a plot
That I never heard? you mistaken
It's getting got
If I see that's it's there for the taken
I'm cursed
Risking it all willing to slap box with Satan