Now Or Never

Joe Budden

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    Racing time, it's now or never
    Here we are, here forever
    (You can eat our dust, we're playing ring around the world)

    Nah, this ain't the story of a soldier
    It's the story of a nigga they counted as being over
    It's just the story of Joseph
    A new birth, so if you counted me out
    On one hand you understand me but still you had one hand free
    I used to do this to feed my son and my family
    Now you need those other 5 fingers, they might come in handy
    Sprinkle your weed on your blunts
    Got haters breaking world records for the most words eaten at once
    Just getting out of my self's way, been a sucker to slavery
    Fucked fear without a condom, had a baby named Bravery
    Old head said, give em murder on the beats
    And fuck going commercial, make commercial go me
    If it's a hurdle I'm a leap, niggas ain't threats anyway
    Odds ain't in my favor, but I'm taking bets anyway
    Wasn't with me in the gym in Jersey, lost his team
    But none of my shots touched the Nets anyway

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    Remember him, Jerz kid, new to some, old face
    Fans matured, so did I, now my words,
    Nerve of them doubting I, probably had no faith
    Figured I'd be rapper after the fact that we're soul mates
    Long ago I done been enlightening to ya'll
    But they was getting fresh air when the writing was on the wall
    Was fucked up a while, smoking 2 packs a day
    But never mind that, rather talk about some accolades
    Got rich twice, he got clean twice
    Put hood bitches on covers of magazines twice
    When they say it's play favorites, shit don't seem right
    And my fans looking confused like fuck you mean he ain't nice?
    I've stared death in the eyes without shades on
    Blink once, open my eyes and they was gone
    Ignore the chatter and my crabs in the bucket turned to lobster on the platter
    None of you niggas matter

    This here is the victory lap and yet I ain't even win
    Where do I begin? How bout when they wouldn't let me in?
    Won't address that setback, passed that shit
    I got the blackball and behind the back passed that shit
    Concerned with getting my pay up
    Some never thought he'd be hot, figured I'd just lay up
    But I don't take the easy shot, from the grimiest Tabernacle
    My peers can respect this bad apple

    Never thought we'd be back here right?
    Never thought we'd be back, hold up
    Let my guitars ride out
    Just a moody motherfucker
    That MME shit, we on it
    If by chance I'm past my prime I'm tryna lap it

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