Lirik Lagu State Of You - Joe Budden
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[Chorus: Frou Frou sample]If you think that it's so damn easyThen what do you need me for?Just look at the state of youBabe, snap out of itYou're not listening to this
[Joe Budden]Yeah... talk to 'em! OhhHUH? Joey!It's, it's, that on top
Must be I'm just avoidin the inevitable, dodgin my fateSo many things a nigga gotta escapeAutobiographical, I need my life to maybe hop on a pagethat'll end with a sigh, goodbye, with my mouth open cockin a gaugeHow you the greatest at your job, but they dockin your pay?Guess when God's holdin a bar they start mockin your waysMurder my fans while I'm rockin on stageNaw let me chill, I ain't thinkin at a logical stateI catch 'em while they noddin they head, sayin the wordsAnd start a blood bath, right as they repeatin the verseat the show let 'em know that they help lead to me bein disturbedI'm thinkin {"You're not making any sense"} ha ha, listen (OHH!)How much longer you expect me to be degradedby niggaz who can't appreciate bein appreciated?Y'all made this beef relatedOne less person to judge, just one more problem alleviated (HUH?)
[Chorus]
[Joe Budden]Ya mean, uh, fruck's goin on?Yeah! Listen
I'll stand before your honor, without a alibi, lost kindaJust a product of a lost genreCuffed like I'ma cause drama, headline un-remorsed traumaSweat drippin from my head like I performed a concertNo alibi for my unlawful conductI need a pardon from the president, call ObamaAnd tell him I was goin all outI was doin God's work, I thought the nigga called out
{"Snap out of it, you're not making any sense"}They don't hear me, check it!
You lookin at a more honest improve in meAll of the comments and scutiny, drive him to lunacyCommittin hate crimes as if I got immunityA opportune time to have opportunityNot, but when he don't stop by it just ruins mePride is persuin me, why's it rebukin me?I got demons by my door, staked outI'm inside goin over my escape route
[Chorus w/ Budden singing along]
[Interlude: Frou Frou sample]Now I've had it up to hereDon't ever try that againWhy are you so quiet so suddenly?Go on, have itYou're just dying to tryyyyy me!
[Joe Budden]Yeah, uh-huh-uh, uhhMuh'frucker, uh, uhLet me tell you
Yo, see I'm in search of privacyOn e'ry social network, but don't wan' network with societyThat's, probably why my net worth ain't so high to meThese Percosets work, now they FUCKIN with my sobrietyI'm chasin a hit - all in Heath Ledge(Dark Knight) overdose, I ain't chasin the SHIT!I got a audience, they just got me hatin this shitOr is it how I view life, and how vacant it isWatch me and see a horrible movie, bad reviewsScattered views with a cold heart, wrong attitudeI ain't got a thing in common with these rapper dudesNigga! {"You're not making any sense"}Okay, aside from some drawn-out thoughts, mags and toolsI don't think they know what it FEEL like to be battered, bruisedAnd still they can't see me with the inkSo try fuckin the world ain't as easy as you think, nigga!
[Chorus + Interlude]
[Outro: Joe Budden]Oh, Joey! Ta-haFruck's goin on?You need me for?Fuck them all niggaz, geahThe fruck's goin on?Nigga! Ta-ha, yeahIt's, it's...Warn yourself
[Joe Budden]Yeah... talk to 'em! OhhHUH? Joey!It's, it's, that on top
Must be I'm just avoidin the inevitable, dodgin my fateSo many things a nigga gotta escapeAutobiographical, I need my life to maybe hop on a pagethat'll end with a sigh, goodbye, with my mouth open cockin a gaugeHow you the greatest at your job, but they dockin your pay?Guess when God's holdin a bar they start mockin your waysMurder my fans while I'm rockin on stageNaw let me chill, I ain't thinkin at a logical stateI catch 'em while they noddin they head, sayin the wordsAnd start a blood bath, right as they repeatin the verseat the show let 'em know that they help lead to me bein disturbedI'm thinkin {"You're not making any sense"} ha ha, listen (OHH!)How much longer you expect me to be degradedby niggaz who can't appreciate bein appreciated?Y'all made this beef relatedOne less person to judge, just one more problem alleviated (HUH?)
[Chorus]
[Joe Budden]Ya mean, uh, fruck's goin on?Yeah! Listen
I'll stand before your honor, without a alibi, lost kindaJust a product of a lost genreCuffed like I'ma cause drama, headline un-remorsed traumaSweat drippin from my head like I performed a concertNo alibi for my unlawful conductI need a pardon from the president, call ObamaAnd tell him I was goin all outI was doin God's work, I thought the nigga called out
{"Snap out of it, you're not making any sense"}They don't hear me, check it!
You lookin at a more honest improve in meAll of the comments and scutiny, drive him to lunacyCommittin hate crimes as if I got immunityA opportune time to have opportunityNot, but when he don't stop by it just ruins mePride is persuin me, why's it rebukin me?I got demons by my door, staked outI'm inside goin over my escape route
[Chorus w/ Budden singing along]
[Interlude: Frou Frou sample]Now I've had it up to hereDon't ever try that againWhy are you so quiet so suddenly?Go on, have itYou're just dying to tryyyyy me!
[Joe Budden]Yeah, uh-huh-uh, uhhMuh'frucker, uh, uhLet me tell you
Yo, see I'm in search of privacyOn e'ry social network, but don't wan' network with societyThat's, probably why my net worth ain't so high to meThese Percosets work, now they FUCKIN with my sobrietyI'm chasin a hit - all in Heath Ledge(Dark Knight) overdose, I ain't chasin the SHIT!I got a audience, they just got me hatin this shitOr is it how I view life, and how vacant it isWatch me and see a horrible movie, bad reviewsScattered views with a cold heart, wrong attitudeI ain't got a thing in common with these rapper dudesNigga! {"You're not making any sense"}Okay, aside from some drawn-out thoughts, mags and toolsI don't think they know what it FEEL like to be battered, bruisedAnd still they can't see me with the inkSo try fuckin the world ain't as easy as you think, nigga!
[Chorus + Interlude]
[Outro: Joe Budden]Oh, Joey! Ta-haFruck's goin on?You need me for?Fuck them all niggaz, geahThe fruck's goin on?Nigga! Ta-ha, yeahIt's, it's...Warn yourself
