Artist: Joe Budden Album: Mood Muzik 4: A Turn 4 The Worst Song: Black Cloud Typed by: PDog1217@aol.com [Intro - Joe Budden - talking] (*echo*) Nothin stays the same forever Not even me Uh, uh Check this Check it (let's go) [Verse 1 - Joe Budden] Something must've changed me, niggaz might defame me But things that used to taint me, no longer seem to restrain me Strangely, I'm no longer sad, mad or angry Shameably it pains me, feelin like it just ain't me Mainly, what do I tell all the people that thanked me? Namely, those who ordain me, aside from "can you blame me?" Motivation the game was supplyin me, it's no longer providin me Jayson Williams somethin killed whatever was drivin me Worryin less about the past, more about the now (the now ...) Less about what I'm goin through, more about the how (the how ...) It's for certain, for 30 years bein fit for hurdlin Now I'm a different person, with nothin to overcome and I miss the burden For certain, got six figures in my sock drawer And honestly, this year I expect to make a lot more It's hard to live without a budget when life is corrupted In a house that's so peaceful that I'm tryin to disrupt it Scream "fuck it!", not 'cause I have to but 'cause I love it Which makes me as fake as the puppets that I speak of disgusted (disgusted ...) Without a paddle up shit's creek Dig deep and see it ain't life, it's just me (me ...) So be warned as I'm puttin on like I'm reformed Only so y'all can accept it as bein my norm Maybe I quit workin on me, maybe I've given up Maybe I've been lyin to myself, maybe I give a fuck (fuck ...) [Chorus - Joe Budden] It's enough to make you black out, pull a MAC out Aim it at the sky while I'm runnin from the black cloud (cloud ...) Every day we playin cat and? mouse As I watch it hoverin over my glass house Enough to make you spaz out, pull a MAC out Aim it at the sky while I'm runnin from a black cloud (cloud ...) Tired enough for me to pass out (out ...) Tired of runnin from the black cloud (cloud ...) [Verse 2 - Joe Budden] I say it loud, hopin someone can hear me clearly Tryin to make my girl get it, she don't know that it's very scary But she's a nympho, she could be barely near me She'll still want the God in her, I think she Mary Mary The prettiest bitches just want to service me While niggaz pretty as bitches wouldn't get a word from me Some of you haven't heard from me, some of you wouldn't mind murkin me Find that news funny like it's straight from Ron Burgundy These niggaz ain't never seen dough They can dream though, I bump into ‘em in between shows People say I'm emo, what that really mean though Is though the songs can't breathe, I actually make it seem so I've lost loved ones because they couldn't deal with me Cherish whoever still with me, though the merit's been killed in me Normally it's just me and my lonely mind Everyone's storm is different, so this forecast is only mine Fans recognize my misery uplifted me Shifted me to my epitome, guess the curse is a gift to me Maybe it's serendipity, maybe it's weighin on me physically Maybe I should man up and tell God not to solicit me Been medicated, meditated, sedated, hated Character assassinated, all these years I've masqueraded Hard headed, if it was on my mind, I had to say it Tongue on the Devil's pitchfork to see how disaster tasted Rap is fabricated, rappers are so exaggerated Wouldn't be scared of the truth if they weren't castrated Grab a Mag and spray it, surrounded by people that's suitable for me That'll unconditionally love my beautiful ugly Now let me speak to who I cater to Would you love me the same if all my weeks were not favorable? Promise to maintain bein unique but relatable All while sufferin from a disease that can do away with you Poetry on the beat, spoken word for the masses Therapy over Pro Tools, every word is on acid Consonants are on kush (kush), every vowel is blunted Highly wanted, this whole organization privately funded This is bigger than the Eiffel, this is alert the public Had the coppers by our tunnels and our bridges with the rifle Sentences meant to stifle, this is a man achin This is the dam breakin, contraband in the makin This is panic unveilin, got potential but I never met it He be tryin to come over, it seem like God won't let it Either he never got my invite or he just dismissed it But if all I'm hearin are "Sounds of Blackness", why am I pessimistic? You'll never progress if you'll never try (try ...) All I ask, let every word I birth, never die (die ...) My wings spread but when I'm at the sky Weather didn't change like I thought and had me petrified (petrified ...) [Chorus]