Artist: Joe Budden f/ Emanny
Album:  Some Love Lost
Song:   Alive
Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com 

[Intro: Joe Budden]
S (S) L (L) uh (uh)
Parks on the board (on the board)
Real niggaz in the booth, let's go (let's go)
I got K-dot on the keys (got K-dot on the keys)
IT go! (IT go!)
Check this, listen

[Joe Budden]
I got strangers in my face beggin me to take a picture still
Self-centered, they can give a fuck 'bout how a nigga feel
Bitches hang around to hang around even when shit get real
But I ain't left nothin, maybe I should write a different will
They usin me, I'm usin them, they don't see the angle
Therapeutic, I don't even fuck 'em 'less it's painful
Why do all these bitches seem to think that they can change Joe?
Judge me all you want, I never claim to be an angel
Patriotic, psychotic, obsessive-compulsive, convulsive, neurotic
On narcotics, searchin for you if you got it
Seein young blacks gettin killed weekly, that's a moot fact
If these coppers shoot at me, trust me I'ma shoot back
Maybe y'all'll pray for me
But I don't mean once or even twice, I mean every day for me
So I'm on my knees, there's gotta be a better way for me
Open these windows and these doors but demons stay with me
And baby that's okay with me, nigga

[Chorus: Emanny] {w/ Joe Budden ad libs}
I gave you my all, what made you wanna leave?
Fuck with my heart and now it's killin me!
This be enough to make a nigga cry
I wish 'em well until it's runnin dry
They will never take me alive!
All I ever do is survive!
And I know cause they already tried
It's too late cause I already died, least inside
They'll never take me alive!

[Joe Budden]
Uhh, uh, look
Let me get far fuck away from these niggaz, fuck away from these hoes
Where I'm at now fuck music, don't wanna rap, I don't wanna perform or host
And my father's sayin "Get it together" and nothin matters but my health
Hope heaven reserved a section for an addict like myself
Watchin myself on TV, see my knees shakin on that show
Plus the way shorty's life is now I bet she's rethinkin that "no"
She thought she was only sayin "no" to marriage
But that "no" is to so much more, now I can't wait to see what her path is
I guess bein a wife ain't sound as fun as bein a bad bitch
Couldn't deal with my habits, wasn't me though, you'd been catfish
We're speakin a different language, showin you the signs in Morse code
Last time a nigga loved two bitches I lost 'em both
So she's scared now, try not to get emotionally invested
I know God'll find a way for those emotions to get tested
Which is cool, maybe not for me
Front all you want, in your heart somewhere I know there's a spot for me
The sad part is when it's vacant I'll be gone, how I love you but I hate you
And all you're doin is bein the person that I made you
From hateful to graceful, from rageful to grateful
Then God came and snatched that space for you, I tried to save it boo
E'rything I caught myself buildin to that point was made for two
Writin out the script, wish you'da told me that the page was full
But FUCK it! He knows better than I, regret'll subside
Let's sever the ties, after all it's just one less goodbye

[Chorus]

[Joe Budden]
Uhh, uhh...
Let me get far fuck away from these bitches, fuck away from these hoes
Let me get far fuck away from my niggaz, let me get real close to my foes
They tellin me that I gotta act famous now
Et cetera, I been regular, so I feel like an anus now
See all of this time I've just been treatin y'all accordingly
On an even plane like no one is any less or more than me, the Lord agrees
He said, "Keep playin with fire, if you're Joseph you'll get burned"
I hate second guessin, I'll wait 'til the motives get confirmed
Hit his bitch off, bitch I wish ya (wish ya) call from the shorty, we off that bitch
Option time I would sport some - all these cities I got to tour one
All these bottles I got to pour one, all these hoes I got to call one
Our situation is a tall one; what you wan' do, pour or run?
So I'm spendin $40,000 on a time piece
Help my self-esteem and get this shit up off my mind, please!
Anybody lookin for me, y'all know where to find me
I'll be right up Steinway nigga, I ain't playin hide-and-seek
Let that liquor induce ya
Then watch how fast it go from a couple niggaz on the hookah to some triggers to them shooters
E'rything that's goin on is kinda sicker than I'm used ta
I'm just wrestlin with them snakes, you ever kick it with Medusa?
Let me get fuck away from these pills, fuck away from this drinkin
Let me get fuck outta my way, let me get far fuck away from my thinkin
'til it's better, it's whatever, shit I'm unapologetic
Since all I got is my word then nigga tell 'em that I said it
It's Joe

[Chorus]

[Joe Budden]
Uhh, uhh, uhh
It go

[Chorus]