[Verse 1: Joe Budden]
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[Verse 1: Joe Budden]
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I can see what they're mad for, shit I would be mad too
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They wouldn't acknowledge me, shit my name was taboo
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Could fuck who I want now, should be my next tattoo
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Passed up on your bitch, she'll settle and have you
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You live in a basement, me, I'm in a castle
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And since I'm a drop-out, that's my cap and tassel
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Closest thing to a rockstar, my friends call me Axel
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To keep it a hundred I think the credit is past due
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(What y'all want)
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I mean, shit's to be expected by now
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When the top-tier MCs dodge, it don't annoy me
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If they hearing it like I am, it ain't a shock they avoid me
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(What y'all want)
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Personally, I think you niggas is beat
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He done battled a million times, he got yet to be beat
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Signed to an M&M (Eminem) but it's these other niggas that's sweet
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[Hook]
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(What y'all want)
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Top down and adopted the crown and
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I walk out fresh kicks and all this hatred on me
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And I won't give it back, so yall gonna have to take it from me
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(What y'all want)
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Shoulda got this dough by now
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Or should I be that nigga, I could show you how
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Been a few years, figured yall would know by now
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[Verse 2]
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I see why they call him lame though, I would call him lame too
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They wanted me out of here, but since then my fame grew
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Used to be on house arrest, bracelet on my ankle
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Couple million later and they shocked that I'm the same dude
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Quick big up to Wu Tang, deaded all that Meth stuff
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Youngin's go and look for beef, adults don't let it fester
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Some of yall still judge though, still believe in Esther
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Yall gonna let that ho stop yall from hearing what the best does?
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Some of yall don't know no better so yall just neglect
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So they'd rather compare my current girlfriend to my ex
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They say I'll loose my mind if Kaylin leaves me, I digress
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I think my track record should show what yall would think about my next
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Counting my money like it's gonna make you some
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On my dick like it's gonna make you come, bum niggas
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See it from my perspective, here's a little word for you
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Make enough bread, it eventually goes to work for you
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[Hook]
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[Verse 3]
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I see why they think i'm old though
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I would think im old too
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Reinvented mad times, I keep making old new
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Now a nigga worldwide back then I was local
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And every dude ya'll said was better then me then is old news
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Modern day present fans ? is depressing
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1 single, 1 album ya'll gone say he's with the legends
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The veterans be pissed when we pay mind to they selections
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And the newbies get gassed every time Jay elect them
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It's niggas with more money and less respect
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To me that tom foolery is dead, bottom line real niggas
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Know what's more important and dollars ain't in attendance
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When that eulogy said, so let's get it clear first before
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You compare em to me
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Wait a couple years, make sure they don't disappear first
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It'll save us some confusion
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Everything ain't a classic and everybody ain't dope some of that is an illusion
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The funny thing about a label push, you never know
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Shit could go either way, go ahead and run along side it
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End up on the wrong side of it
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When your life change it could be only weeks away
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I'mma result of the fans and debt in the middle man
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With that logic I don't got to rely on a good day
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Did great on a label
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Did greater on my own, so pick the MC of the moment and ponder
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[Hook]
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What Y'all Want
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Joe Budden |