Artist: Joe Budden Album: All Love Lost Song: Man Down Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro] Joey, mmm Mic check, mic check It go, uh [Joe Budden] Okay the wait's up, waited up, really don't know where to start Niggaz fresh home want me dead and gone, I'm darin y'all It's in arm's reach when I'm sleep, I'm prepared for y'all Niggaz bleed, Big agree, ain't nobody scared of y'all Besides let me summarize, they ain't got the wherewithal I'm e'rywhere, they never there, when I'm gon' hear from y'all? Y'all know me as Joe, don't wanna see me as Mouse Let me address all these rumors so they don't leave out the house I mean it started with Clue, that's when the bullshit begun I was the best in my city, niggaz knew I was the one Ain't have a dime to my name, still niggaz thought that I won And niggaz that never did it want to tell me how it was done I'm hearin some wanna clap, they don't fuck with me nigga They say I never go back, well that's a luxury nigga It's somethin I can afford, so what they say get ignored They pray I'm on the wrong end of that Ford They want me man DOWN... They want me man DOWN... Okay let's start it from scratch, put it all on line My character's been defamed, I put it all online Told 'em that's where we were headed, said I was wrong all the time And now we finally here, I waited a long ass time Been called every name in the book, been a liar, a deceiver A cheater, a woman beater - am I all? Am I neither? Been absorbin the ether, robbin Paul to pay Peter High price to pay to strangers I been offerin me to I've been more than a leader, even with my back to the wall Thought I was finished forever when I was practicin falls Now you second guessin yourself, you gotta ask what you saw They fishin, wishin it's fiction, but ain't no actin at all Can't even fathom the gall, they mad I'm appalled Too much passion to call, nothin but bars, ain't no fashion involved How his path ain't adored? How the fuck they laughin? Had to blast through the door Ain't fathom havin so much cash in the drawer First they love me and then they hate me then they love me again First it's lovely and then it's ugly then it's fuck me again Bitches don't text back, and then they suck me again But still it's none of my business what they think of me again When we talk about skill, they just love me again I call 'em out for the kill, they just duck me again But I was born for the storm, I mean abnormal's the norm Maybe they wanna know how long will they mourn They want a man DOWN... They want me man DOWN... Can anybody hear me? I'm wishin this was a dream, maybe it's smoke in this mirror Wish I could change it all just by blowin smoke in the mirror Been such a long ride, wishin I was on the side To get caffeine pills to stay awake with Sean Price If I was by Eric Garner, I'd have yelled at the pigs Gave him all my cash, he wouldn't have to sell that cig' Shout to Bobbi Kristina, let her know that I love her Wish she was alive or didn't die the same as her mother Maybe my thinkin is off, when I blink I get thoughts of bullets shakin the door, and tape around Chinx' Porsche See it damaged my heart, I'd be right in Yams' car To get the purp out his cup, and get his hands off the bar Tell Stack that I miss him, see we losin a lot I wanna hear from Shakir, I still miss Stuart Scott Chris Lighty, Robin Williams still to this day I pray nobody ever feel that way Too many men DOWN! OHH! Rest in peace Too many men DOWN... It go... DOWN...