[Intro: Joe Budden]
Quarter on the loose
Loose Quarter
Few questions I ask myself
[Verse 1: Joe Budden]
Maybe it started with Slaughterhouse, or was it tour life?
Maybe it wouldn’t had started at all if I had your life
Maybe it was needed, or was I thinkin' immorally?
If I wasn’t myself, could I say I gave the fans all of me?
Can’t decide if I’m more ashamed of what they saw of me
Than I am of ignorin' all the lessons that was taught to me
Headed up field but couldn’t dodge the last tackler
How could a forward thinker move so ass-backwards?
How could a dude with no regrets at all, willin' to bet it all
Not realize that quicker demise? How could I neglect it all?
I’m so seasonal, some of y'all knew I'd spring back
With a heart this cold, how'd y'all think I’d be receptive to fall?
I’m plenty comfortable when danger’s around
And even more so when strangers around
And the bigger picture is sicker
Don't know my triggers or know the alarm it forces
Don't know a nigga
Don't know my bouts with drugs and liquor or the harm it causes
Life or death, I tried to lynch myself
Thought I could keep it all a secret, I convinced myself
But really, the folk that loved me, they could tell I was locin'
I couldn’t see 'em cry me a river 'cause it fell in the ocean
Numb to my words now, maybe felt I was open
I cut so many people loose, do I need help with devotion?
That’s just some of the things I ask my Lord and Savior
And when He calls for me, will He have done us all a favor?
Quarter on the loose
Loose Quarter
Few questions I ask myself
[Verse 1: Joe Budden]
Maybe it started with Slaughterhouse, or was it tour life?
Maybe it wouldn’t had started at all if I had your life
Maybe it was needed, or was I thinkin' immorally?
If I wasn’t myself, could I say I gave the fans all of me?
Can’t decide if I’m more ashamed of what they saw of me
Than I am of ignorin' all the lessons that was taught to me
Headed up field but couldn’t dodge the last tackler
How could a forward thinker move so ass-backwards?
How could a dude with no regrets at all, willin' to bet it all
Not realize that quicker demise? How could I neglect it all?
I’m so seasonal, some of y'all knew I'd spring back
With a heart this cold, how'd y'all think I’d be receptive to fall?
I’m plenty comfortable when danger’s around
And even more so when strangers around
And the bigger picture is sicker
Don't know my triggers or know the alarm it forces
Don't know a nigga
Don't know my bouts with drugs and liquor or the harm it causes
Life or death, I tried to lynch myself
Thought I could keep it all a secret, I convinced myself
But really, the folk that loved me, they could tell I was locin'
I couldn’t see 'em cry me a river 'cause it fell in the ocean
Numb to my words now, maybe felt I was open
I cut so many people loose, do I need help with devotion?
That’s just some of the things I ask my Lord and Savior
And when He calls for me, will He have done us all a favor?
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