Joe Budden Stained Lyrics

The Album Before The Album Track Listing
Digital Media 1
  • 1 I'm Back
  • 2 What Would Happen
  • 3 The Future
  • 4 Cold World
  • 5 I Keep That
  • 6 Outcast
  • 7 The Pump
  • 8 Stained
  • 9 Only You
  • 10 Pop Off
  • 11 Stuntin
  • 12 This Is For
  • 13 Is This My Life
  • 14 Three Sides 2 a Story
  • 15 Bullshit Rappers & Metaphors
  • 16 Bonus Track

  • [Sample - Staind: Outside]
    I'm on the outside and I'm looking in
    I can see through you, see your true colours
    Inside you're ugly, ugly like me
    I can see through you, see through the real you

    [Joe Budden]
    Lemme talk to them real quick
    It's, it's, it's what? It's that On Top music

    Niggaz said the only cat I cared about is myself
    When shit's thick, don't nobody's whereabouts but myself
    When you're faced with it all and your back's against the wall
    You'll be listenin' but all you hear about is yourself
    Tell me what you supposed to do when yourself ain't reliable
    You're lookin' in the mirror but yourself ain't desirable
    Need another nigga besides yourself on the side of you
    Can't listen to yourself, all he do is lie to you
    Now tell me who's supposed to have your best intrest
    When shit ain't lookin' up, you start havin' less intrest
    Tryin' to leave the hood but the slugs keep commin'
    Keep chasin' the buck but the buck keep runnin'
    I don't trust nobody, I don't love nobody
    I don't fuck with nobody but me, I can't lose
    No moves'll be funny and I never let myself down
    How so? I don't expect too much from me


    I'm everything the hip hop critics try and __
    Got no problem bringin' out the shit hip hop hides
    So I do the club shit for the blind, they can't see
    You write some substance and sometimes they can't read
    Needle in the haystack, hidden jewel the most
    So fly, down to earth, he's so cool to most
    A regular hood nigga with he's two the most
    And he's so smart, he's stupid. Still a fool to most
    Tell me how could somebody so sane, be so off
    So normal, he's not. It's so strange, he's so lost
    And you're lookin' for someone to blame, there's no fault
    Now you're feelin' all this pain, there's no source
    Eyes open, I can't blink right now, I can't think right now
    Bartender, I need a drink right now
    Pen movin' but there's not enough ink right now
    Not a ship you can't sink right now


    T-shirt filthy nigga, eyes lookin' like a guilty nigga
    Beard look like he's a Philly nigga
    Fistball like somebody tryna steal me nigga
    I pour my heart out on wax, you gotta feel me nigga
    And no over the counter that can heal me nigga
    Gun cocked like there's some nigga tryna kill me nigga
    And try whatever it is you tryna deal me nigga
    'Lest they got some new shit that might grill me nigga
    I pull out like break me off, peel me nigga
    The games short like I owe you, bill me nigga
    Unless you're a thick bitch that might appeal to me nigga
    Naw don't beat me down, don't drill me nigga
    I'm like really nigga, I'm too ill to these niggaz
    How long you think this games gonna conceal me nigga
    Even if I don't scan a few milly my nigga
    I fell and I got up and I'm still me nigga

    It's, it's, it's what? It's that On Top music

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