Artist: Joe Budden f/ Emanny
Album:  All Love Lost
Song:   Love For You
Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com 

[Intro: Joe Budden]
Just gotta get these thoughts off real quick
See I'm a thinker, it's like thinkin shit
It's when you got, heh
You sittin there reflectin, thinkin shit
I peep it though

[Joe Budden]
Look, you liked me better before you knew my history
Before you knew who I was, that's when reachin our potential felt likely
Nobody like me, besides see
If I stop bein who I am, I'm straight to it, who I might be
But you gotta look inside each song
That's where I proved it was really insight all along
Bear it all so the privacy gone
Grab the pen, sit down and write these wrongs, just how I right these wrongs
But look, you liked me better when I spoke usin censorship
Before you knew I was really insensitive
That was back when it was you and me
Then curiosity killed you, you had to Google me
Now I won't call the headlines a liar
Some are true and some are false, that's for y'all to decipher
Look, on rare occasions some of what they say'll bother me
I liked it better when the 'net was still a novelty
Cause now people who ain't found themselves
get an outlet, yet don't know how they sound themselves
They like me better when I'm silent and don't have an opinion
Pretendin to blend in like I'm a Minion
Say if Joe keep talkin that shit, he'll get him shot
But if rappers can't tie my shoes, how can I not/knot?
Shit, thought I had my city's support, I couldn't believe
Jersey City liked me better when I couldn't leave
I take it back, that ain't set in stone
They moreso had weapons drawn cause I left alone
I liked it better when I had nothin to lose
The days when I felt like I had somethin to prove
Shit, even for me that's unusual
If you don't give a fuck then who you gotta prove it to?
Just the world that I was born in
You gotta learn to form wins against the storm wind
They like me better when I fuckin never call again
Without it they don't know what type of box I belong up in
They like me better without reality television
Guess they didn't need to witness the hell I was livin
In my shoes you too would seal a fate
Poppin 20 pills a day, somebody gon' feel a way
Look, uh, and so these hoes just to pass time
After the pasttime, they don't even pass my mind
You liked me better way before you got lied to
But that don't really matter when you want me inside you
Your friends sayin leave, they don't know that you tried to
You can't speak to them, I'm the nigga you cry to
I liked it better when nobody ever heard of me
'Fore pop had to get that knee surgery
Uh, guess that affected his bladder
So when Jackie called me nothin else really mattered
Was scared, sounded frantic, I ain't want no parts of that
Said the ambulance came, might be a heart attack
Was leavin work nearly cryin on the phone
I'm in rush hour traffic just seen you dyin alone
Look, I just pictured all the places that we never went
All the texts that were never sent
All the words we never spoke
Time we never shared, rewind so we can repair
Such an inspiration, all the holes that you dug through
Then you got released, God was watchin above you
I'm thinkin you healin, I don't wanna disrupt you
So I'm right back to never tellin you that I love you
And I don't wanna act that way
If I take somethin for granted I don't wanna give it back that way
For real, that's how shit get lost
Let me chill, I like it better when I'm not talkin over my thoughts
Now listen

[Chorus: Emanny]
I done been down, been down, it's all for you
Said it's all for you
If I don't wanna get in your way
And I don't wanna get in your way
This love is all for you, ayy
Ooooooooooooh, ayyy
Said this love is all for you

[Joe Budden over Chorus]
Uh, how you feelin out there?
Everybody doin alright?
Get you somethin to drink
Get you somethin to smoke, get you somethin to light up
Whatever your vice is, you get that
We here though, WHOA~!
That shit don't be for everybody man

[Joe Budden]
Look, and now the singers wanna rap, the rappers wanna sing
Personally I liked it better back when rappin was a thing
Cause now if you wanna get the high notes
When that hook come you gotta hit the high notes
The label wanna sell singles
I'm sellin a story and that'll just taint the message
Bad marriage, we ain't got the same objective
Still I'm here cause real niggaz in the game respect it
Look, they like me better when I let 'em live rent-free
I never knew that once it stopped we'd be enemies
And though I come off as heartless nigga
In spite of yourself, got love for you regardless nigga
Now listen, I liked you better when you wasn't in the spotlight
Was too addicted to it, said some shit was not right
So when you work so much I couldn't complain
'til I learnt that she gateway escapin from the pain
The strippers talk to me like I'm they therapist
That scares the good girls away, don't know the hell I get
Whatever thoughts you contrive, I can't help you with
But you've been tossin it for a year and I derail the shit
I'm self-made, I don't do what I'm told
The type that needs free reign to be outta control
For real, cause when that's gone I'm lost
Let me chill, I like it better when I'm not talkin over my thoughts
Word, word

[Chorus] w/ ad libs

[Joe Budden over Chorus]
Y'all don't understand me
I don't think they get it though
I don't know why you don't apply like, our experiences and shit
to like, my experiences with other people