[00:02.00]Joe Budden - Family Reunion (Bonus Remix)
[00:07.00]
[00:19.44]Ain't nobody tryna rap or play me
[00:22.22]I'll be at they crib wit a couple hammers and a black OAV
[00:25.22]Black gon pay me still get the smack on Baisly
[00:27.70]Cause I'm touchin more diesel than Shaq old lady boy
[00:30.35]You did it I done it I get I punish
[00:32.86]The ****iest that I come wit'll separate a rib from a stomach
[00:35.26]I'm the boss when I spit it you love matta fact I'm a Viking
[00:38.19]I need a whole village to plumage yea
[00:40.55]The shit is here the city is scared
[00:43.17]You got the throne then I think I need to sit in ya chair
[00:45.52]We could really get physical here and the sky's the limit b***h
[00:49.25]I'll put the whole clique in the air baby
[00:51.08]So quit playin fore the clip spray em
[00:53.28]And have his ass M.I.A. like Nick Saban
[00:55.89]His whole shit caved in my whole clique cave men
[00:58.40]Hardbody b***h my whole squad pavement
[01:00.90]You can't spit if you dead in the ground
[01:03.45]In the woods where ya head'll be found
[01:05.22]And its good that you getting it now in the prescient confessin it now
[01:08.91]I can't **** with the rest of you clowns b*****s
[01:11.41]I am the silence before the storm Lincoln Park to Audubon
[01:13.99]Slang rock on the same block that the water on
[01:16.58]I be more than gone run and get your order form
[01:19.11]Next time I record a song gon put my daughter on
[01:21.46]Cause she realer than most niggas I tote trigga
[01:24.15]For you broke niggas and gold diggers with no figure
[01:26.33]That's why I palm the heater for all you non believers
[01:29.27]I'm on ya ass like white on rice on Condoleezza
[01:31.74]Betta con the preacher you tryna get on a feature
[01:34.35]Betta get ya casket bastard I'm gon eat cha
[01:36.65]We ain't in the same weight class ya fake ass
[01:39.38]Couldn't stop a nigga with brake pads I'm way past
[01:41.82]Anything that you ever did I'm betta kid
[01:44.48]And we never sweat a bid it's easy to get a sig
[01:47.09]In the bing I'm like Ving Rhames I bring pain
[01:49.59]I sling cane off the wing like I'm King James
[01:52.11]Yall doubtin who when I spit the whole lead
[01:54.87]They be callin code read like Mountain Dew
[01:57.13]Fore I count to 2 you can get cha back blown
[01:59.87]Cause ya gimmicks out of minutes like a track phone
[02:02.38]Get back holmes im back on my shit
[02:04.91]I don't mangle I'm like Pringles stackin my chips
[02:07.35]Clappin my fifth you the test me types
[02:09.81]Comin out wit a blade and get Wesley Sniped
[02:12.14]So the cops could arrest me right it's not happenin
[02:14.90]You ain't never gon get on so stop rappin
[02:17.82]H2O comin this summer so stop askin
[02:20.12]All heat like wall street ya stock cra*******n
[02:22.58]Now the fed wanna read his rights
[02:25.30]Lord have mercy Jesus Christ I got passion
[02:27.73]I'm blackin all my niggas getting this fetti
[02:30.65]We in the chevy and ready to pop tags in
[02:32.87]So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
[02:37.97]And since you wanna live by it lil nigga then die by the gun
[02:43.20]See whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
[02:48.24]So how the **** you gon win lil nigga when I already won
[02:53.11]Ayo money is the root of evil I thought
[02:55.86]But when I'm broke is when I usually have the evilest thoughts
[02:58.40]That's when the arms come out like sleeves when it's short
[03:00.89]Wit more bullets than ya favorite wide receiver has caught
[03:03.46]And that Randy Moss nigga ya Steve Smith and Wesson ya
[03:06.24]The shoes pop up like instant messenger
[03:08.78]You've got mail nah nigga you got shells
[03:11.38]And my mac you can't use for iChat
[03:13.91]A guy that confused that will lie flat
[03:16.34]And my gat is on leg like thigh tap
[03:18.95]I'm that nigga who you dudes
[03:21.39]Some broke niggas who tryna get some youtube views
[03:23.78]Unless you wanna point blank boy ya too close
[03:26.53]Bails in pocket this is Lawyer Lou Los
[03:28.92]I'm pretty sure more hotties see me in that 4 door roddie
[03:31.66]Double pipes like a sawed off shotty
[03:34.30]I flow sickly ridin bumpin old biggie
[03:36.74]Roll wit me or lose wait Nicole Richie
[03:39.55]B***h plat if I don't reach diamond fame
[03:41.99]I'll treat a nigga's face like that old simon game
[03:44.37]I figured out why men try us cause we o-d on rims and thin tires
[03:48.41]For that we Len Bias
[03:49.71]All it takes a punch he ain't brave he a punk
[03:52.16]I'll put his family in boxes meet the Brady Bunch
[03:54.48]How yall feel yall selves Shaquille yall selves
[03:57.06]Us cowboys don't need you you Bill Parcell
[03:59.64]And you ain't gotta empty ya pockets when the K's out
[04:02.19]Whatever you holdin is mine you my Paypal
[04:04.74]See I don't get how this guy is a treat
[04:07.42]I'll make his life a net por pie to the neck
[04:08.61]Ride or die or do both nigga ride to the death
[04:10.82]I'll acapella the whole left side of his chest
[04:14.27]Not retiring still got that pension pendin
[04:17.44]Tryna pop the hood and see the engine messin
[04:19.94]Double barrel shotgun how ya men get missin
[04:22.58]She got pretty brown eyes and she in mint condition
[04:25.16]Or the sig in the car you dissin muah
[04:27.61]Get the ratchet go home and just Chris Benoit
[04:29.96]I tell a bird like it is you promise the broad
[04:32.84]I one line her you Isaiah Thomas the broad
[04:35.39]I can send a clip cartridge at a nemesis target
[04:37.82]And catch a R.O.R. on some Jena 6 charges
[04:40.50]Nah I put the thing away
[04:42.25]I don't even need a whole handle to flip em all it takes is one finger wave
[04:45.87]But in the bing for days show you how I'm real
[04:48.34]Come home to the truck with the Optimus Prim grille
[04:50.58]Handin out crack got the scene poppin off
[04:53.19]They not sleepin on em the fiends is noddin off
[04:55.67]For real tell me how you a thug and you Superman (Nigga)
[04:58.31]I just seen you in the club doing the Superman (I Said Nigga!)
[05:01.08]A bunch of clowns holmes all
[05:03.17]I need in this world is the pound chrome Huxtable brownstone
[05:06.25]Major paper cake by the layers
[05:08.59]If these dudes is live I'm the created player
[05:11.09]They callin em kings when they so so hot
[05:13.66]Somethings wrong wit that picture must be photoshopped
[05:16.18]I don't promote violence but when sparking the flame Blam
[05:18.74]Arms start waving like the Carlton Banks dance
[05:21.33]When them tools go pop it move whole blocks
[05:23.88]Come around wit cha dog or get Kujo shot
[05:26.03]These emcee's is lame I tryta be an emcee wit brains
[05:29.20]These niggas is M.C. Brain
[05:31.62]Yeah nice rapper just far from bein nice
[05:34.21]I'm on the rooftop recording and niggas is being sniped
[05:36.57]That's light
[05:37.39]So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
[05:41.94]And since you wanna live by it lil nigga then die by the gun
[05:46.74]See whatever you tryna do lil nigga I already done

Joe Budden - Family Reunion (Bonus Remix)
Ain't nobody tryna rap or play me
I'll be at they crib wit a couple hammers and a black OAV
Black gon pay me still get the smack on Baisly
Cause I'm touchin more diesel than Shaq old lady boy
You did it I done it I get I punish
The ****iest that I come wit'll separate a rib from a stomach
I'm the boss when I spit it you love matta fact I'm a Viking
I need a whole village to plumage yea
The shit is here the city is scared
You got the throne then I think I need to sit in ya chair
We could really get physical here and the sky's the limit b***h
I'll put the whole clique in the air baby
So quit playin fore the clip spray em
And have his ass M.I.A. like Nick Saban
His whole shit caved in my whole clique cave men
Hardbody b***h my whole squad pavement
You can't spit if you dead in the ground
In the woods where ya head'll be found
And its good that you getting it now in the prescient confessin it now
I can't **** with the rest of you clowns b*****s
I am the silence before the storm Lincoln Park to Audubon
Slang rock on the same block that the water on
I be more than gone run and get your order form
Next time I record a song gon put my daughter on
Cause she realer than most niggas I tote trigga
For you broke niggas and gold diggers with no figure
That's why I palm the heater for all you non believers
I'm on ya ass like white on rice on Condoleezza
Betta con the preacher you tryna get on a feature
Betta get ya casket bastard I'm gon eat cha
We ain't in the same weight class ya fake ass
Couldn't stop a nigga with brake pads I'm way past
Anything that you ever did I'm betta kid
And we never sweat a bid it's easy to get a sig
In the bing I'm like Ving Rhames I bring pain
I sling cane off the wing like I'm King James
Yall doubtin who when I spit the whole lead
They be callin code read like Mountain Dew
Fore I count to 2 you can get cha back blown
Cause ya gimmicks out of minutes like a track phone
Get back holmes im back on my shit
I don't mangle I'm like Pringles stackin my chips
Clappin my fifth you the test me types
Comin out wit a blade and get Wesley Sniped
So the cops could arrest me right it's not happenin
You ain't never gon get on so stop rappin
H2O comin this summer so stop askin
All heat like wall street ya stock cra*******n
Now the fed wanna read his rights
Lord have mercy Jesus Christ I got passion
I'm blackin all my niggas getting this fetti
We in the chevy and ready to pop tags in
So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
And since you wanna live by it lil nigga then die by the gun
See whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
So how the **** you gon win lil nigga when I already won
Ayo money is the root of evil I thought
But when I'm broke is when I usually have the evilest thoughts
That's when the arms come out like sleeves when it's short
Wit more bullets than ya favorite wide receiver has caught
And that Randy Moss nigga ya Steve Smith and Wesson ya
The shoes pop up like instant messenger
You've got mail nah nigga you got shells
And my mac you can't use for iChat
A guy that confused that will lie flat
And my gat is on leg like thigh tap
I'm that nigga who you dudes
Some broke niggas who tryna get some youtube views
Unless you wanna point blank boy ya too close
Bails in pocket this is Lawyer Lou Los
I'm pretty sure more hotties see me in that 4 door roddie
Double pipes like a sawed off shotty
I flow sickly ridin bumpin old biggie
Roll wit me or lose wait Nicole Richie
B***h plat if I don't reach diamond fame
I'll treat a nigga's face like that old simon game
I figured out why men try us cause we o-d on rims and thin tires
For that we Len Bias
All it takes a punch he ain't brave he a punk
I'll put his family in boxes meet the Brady Bunch
How yall feel yall selves Shaquille yall selves
Us cowboys don't need you you Bill Parcell
And you ain't gotta empty ya pockets when the K's out
Whatever you holdin is mine you my Paypal
See I don't get how this guy is a treat
I'll make his life a net por pie to the neck
Ride or die or do both nigga ride to the death
I'll acapella the whole left side of his chest
Not retiring still got that pension pendin
Tryna pop the hood and see the engine messin
Double barrel shotgun how ya men get missin
She got pretty brown eyes and she in mint condition
Or the sig in the car you dissin muah
Get the ratchet go home and just Chris Benoit
I tell a bird like it is you promise the broad
I one line her you Isaiah Thomas the broad
I can send a clip cartridge at a nemesis target
And catch a R.O.R. on some Jena 6 charges
Nah I put the thing away
I don't even need a whole handle to flip em all it takes is one finger wave
But in the bing for days show you how I'm real
Come home to the truck with the Optimus Prim grille
Handin out crack got the scene poppin off
They not sleepin on em the fiends is noddin off
For real tell me how you a thug and you Superman (Nigga)
I just seen you in the club doing the Superman (I Said Nigga!)
A bunch of clowns holmes all
I need in this world is the pound chrome Huxtable brownstone
Major paper cake by the layers
If these dudes is live I'm the created player
They callin em kings when they so so hot
Somethings wrong wit that picture must be photoshopped
I don't promote violence but when sparking the flame Blam
Arms start waving like the Carlton Banks dance
When them tools go pop it move whole blocks
Come around wit cha dog or get Kujo shot
These emcee's is lame I tryta be an emcee wit brains
These niggas is M.C. Brain
Yeah nice rapper just far from bein nice
I'm on the rooftop recording and niggas is being sniped
That's light
So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
And since you wanna live by it lil nigga then die by the gun
See whatever you tryna do lil nigga I already done