[Verse 1: Joe Budden]
Yo, you ever wake up feeling unusual?
I mean, it's funny what a bad mood'll do
I know some might say I'm not suitable
Or maybe I lost my mind, I'm delusional
I mean, when I speak they act like they don't hear me..
When I'm in the streets, they don't wanna come near me
I'm just a little different, just a little weird B
When I'm in the hood, be just a little weary
Or maybe that's just how I was raised
Trynna find me from Caesar to the braids
Dropped outta school to be around apes
They know I'd do whatever to be around papes
Started gettin more cream for kicks and
More jeans, more Vicodin, some weed, a little morphine
Just need to put my soul in the cleaners
Please lord, forgive me. I'm on my own penis
Am I crazy cuz I really mean this?
Or are y'all stupid and I'm really a genius
We don't think the same
I'm like Josh Howard, I need timeout, but it'd cost the game
Great nigga, comin of age nigga
Plus in my mind I'm bumpin Gravediggaz
I'm jacked up and I'm tellin my boys
The room's spinnin around like Jamiroquai
So if you lookin in and you look at the way things look
It'll look like things are lookin up
While I'm in the stu, though I'm cookin up
My heart's poundin, got chills, I'm shooken up
I'm out of control... Basically a madman
Trynna make boredom, I'm workin with a bad hand
I'm stuck and I'm bleeding so
There's really only one thing that I need to know..
Yo, you ever wake up feeling unusual?
I mean, it's funny what a bad mood'll do
I know some might say I'm not suitable
Or maybe I lost my mind, I'm delusional
I mean, when I speak they act like they don't hear me..
When I'm in the streets, they don't wanna come near me
I'm just a little different, just a little weird B
When I'm in the hood, be just a little weary
Or maybe that's just how I was raised
Trynna find me from Caesar to the braids
Dropped outta school to be around apes
They know I'd do whatever to be around papes
Started gettin more cream for kicks and
More jeans, more Vicodin, some weed, a little morphine
Just need to put my soul in the cleaners
Please lord, forgive me. I'm on my own penis
Am I crazy cuz I really mean this?
Or are y'all stupid and I'm really a genius
We don't think the same
I'm like Josh Howard, I need timeout, but it'd cost the game
Great nigga, comin of age nigga
Plus in my mind I'm bumpin Gravediggaz
I'm jacked up and I'm tellin my boys
The room's spinnin around like Jamiroquai
So if you lookin in and you look at the way things look
It'll look like things are lookin up
While I'm in the stu, though I'm cookin up
My heart's poundin, got chills, I'm shooken up
I'm out of control... Basically a madman
Trynna make boredom, I'm workin with a bad hand
I'm stuck and I'm bleeding so
There's really only one thing that I need to know..
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