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Artist: Joe Budden f/ Emanny
Album:  All Love Lost
Song:   (Intro) All Love Lost
Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com 

[Joe Budden]
Uh-huh-uh, uh
Just when I thought I can't dig any deeper
Said my last shit was trash and they dig when it's deeper
They ain't see what I see, I guess my vision was weaker
Or they buy me to hear me, so we can skip all the features
I'm like, woke me up with the pinch
So it's in English now since they ain't wanna hear French
Ain't wanna hear Wiz, ain't want me with Kirko
They ain't wanna hear me happy, now they lookin for hurt Joe
They'll hate it before they hear it if they think it's commercial
And so they're patiently waitin for my fortune's reversal
Check it (check it) it's like ever since Bundles passed
Took the high road and watched everybody underpass
Truth be told, God been lookin out so much
that I feel guilty when I ask Him for more
Then I do it like the shit ain't never happen before
This is all the while layin on my bathroom floor
Hold up, I'm just askin Him give me strength to grow up
By now I'm sick and tired of layin in my own throw-up
It's a given
Then self-pity hits me and I start to feel like I don't deserve to be forgiven
Like when you can't think, talkin when you don't drink
But sneakin 'round your own kitchen cause you gotta get a swig in
I got issues, weed and vodka will settle some
Well ain't that the pot callin the +Ketel One+?
I know niggaz so broke that they embezzle funds
Too busy waitin for a chance that ain't never come
But this is bigger than havin a debt
I mean I can't stop my brain from imaginin death!
Then out the clear blue sky I cry random tears
Used to it, me and depression been a tandem for years
I suffer from self-doubt, put a cramp in my fears
If there's a God this'd be the perfect span to appear
I'm not a street nigga (nah) never claimed that sport
And some of that train of thought's insane, had to abort
So (so) people say I changed, I believe I should (believe I should)
Even so the goal's always been to leave the hood (leave the hood)
None of this should be a shock to y'all
Logic says if you're still there that's a knock to y'all
Since you want a nigga furthest from his dreams
Love's gone, D.O.A. once we left the murder scene
Joe

[Chorus: Joe Budden + Emanny]
When the love goes, the trust goes
It's like you hit my heart with a snub nose
I don't give a fuck though
Where did the love go? (Guess it's all love lost)
Been a hustle, a struggle
Say the truth hurts and then cuts slow
I don't give a fuck though
Where did the love go? (Guess it's all love lost)

[Joe Budden]
Now this might be the realest shit I ever said
Ever thought; realest I ever fought
Ignorance is bliss, you niggaz were never taught
So when a challenge is sought, you niggaz never retort
Me I'm too savvy, too witty, it's just too much moxy
No Perc's, just a few crushed Oxy's
But gettin off was imminent
When my dick became numb I was impotent, shit got real different then
Was out in Cali with a model, little waist and double D's
A pretty face and long hair, her name's Vivian
Not the norm for me, askin what's wrong with me
Tried e'rything we could, nothin worked, couldn't get me in
We went on so many tours high
That chemistry we once had, did it all die?
Somethin's changed, I just can't put my finger on
And I'd be wrong to sing a song but let it linger on
Just know I'd die for my brothers
Take on the whole world, at least try for my brothers
Just wanna know that that's reciprocated
And if that ain't the case, nigga say it
These just words from the heart
My life coach say I never finish what I start
Work, school and relationships become one
But if I took all I could how'd I leave it undone?
I'm givin all the love but not receivin any
But then they mad I'm all for self and I don't bleed for many
Shit, I done made a couple of you bitches
Just by tellin folk I was a couple wit'chu bitches
Befuddled and so now I don't want trouble wit'chu bitches
Had I used my better judgment I'd have muzzled all you bitches
I gave out careers, fixed your fashion
Did this shit so much you would think I got it patent (patent)
So many loved to mention me (mention me)
Judged but can't sentence me (sentence me)
Real nigga never cared
Worth a couple mil' and started from an idea
Keep it candid in the booth, never panic, I'm the truth
God starin down on me through a panoramic roof
I copped to the murder red-handed, ain't no proof
Love's dead but you never understand it 'til it's you
True colors never hide for long
When tables turn ain't gon' matter what side you on
And for me that's a re-occurin theme
Love's dead, I'm just walkin y'all through a murder scene
Joe

[Chorus]