Joey Bada$$

[Hook] x2 Low on self-esteem, foes been out for me Someone's watching me, this love ain't proper B Thinking I could be dead [Verse 1] And I guess we them little black beetles This won't attract the singles And that flow is mean, but it lacks tacs and

[Intro Skit:] Hello? Yeah I hear you bro, I hear you You got a minute? Yeah I got a quick sec Alright I want you to hear somethin', I'm play somethin' for you alright? Alright, alright Yo yo you hear it bro? Yeah [Intro:] Yeah Alright listen, listen

[Hook] x2 When it rains it pours down Used to wanna be king said the reign is on now King me like James straight out of High School To the big games but you know just how i do [Verse 1] Adapted to these new ways of living, getting money and sinning G

feat. Flatbush Zombies & The Underachievers [Hook: Chuck Strangers] La La La La La (x5) You remind me of my jeep I wanna wax it, in traffic (in traffic) [Verse 1: Joey Bada$$] Switchin lanes, I'm swervin Getting brain I'm learning Nigga getting burn,

[Intro] Mother, mothersucker, yeah, oh, this is what you want, huh? Microphone checker, yo [Verse 1] Uh, motherfuckin' microphone checker Keep that grip tight, like my Smith & Wesson Ike with the mic, which nigga tryna turn up? Hit you with the hurtf

Produced By: Chuck Strangers [Hook] An ode to the worst of my days I've been working away But the sky's been looking so gray Sometimes I really need to get away, yeah I just need to get away, yeah I just need to get away, yeah Sometimes I really need

[Hook:] These are the only child blues The only child blues The only child who? yo yo yo [Verse 1:] Back once again, hello it's yo' favorite mellow schizo The pavement on this yellow brick road Fuckin' up my mental My mood just like the tempo Heartbe

[Intro] And the champion Reigning that is From Flatbush, Brooklyn Yea.. back in this muthafucka Reportin' live from a lyrical high One time [Verse 1] Yo, with not a damn thing on my mind But this rhyme, and a matter of time To make this whole shit al

[Verse 1] Got the reggies from the Bush Get lifted like a saint off the kush, man all my niggas push So I always got the zipstock in the Ziplock Stay lo, like Ralph lip stock, hit the Mary, won't kiss and tell My lips locked but my grip's not so I pa

Age ain't nothing but a digit If you with it, with it Hit my line we could kick it [Verse 1] Okay you're obviously brainwashed Our time ain't the same watch Waiting by your grandfather clock like that shit gon' stop for us Expand your ocular Push the

Produced By: Statik Selektah [Hook] What's my name? What's my name? Badmon What's my name? What's my name? Badmon What's my name? What's my name? Badmon What's my name? What's my name? Badmon What's my motherfuckin'... [Verse 1] Ready to bust my gun,

feat. Dyemond Lewis & Maverick Sabre Produced By: Freddie Joachim [Intro: Joey Bada$$] My mind just booked a first class ticket to my destiny by the way Yeah [Bridge: Maverick Sabre] Maybe I'mma fly away Maybe I'mma fly away, some day [Verse 1: Joey

1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2. 1 Alright, alright, alright, alright First thing first Is I been rehearsing these verses And as I hit the surface And keep myself afloat But I know one day Yeah, I'm learning me some platinums Make some gold And all them neighbors c

[Intro - Joey Bada$$:] One time What's the word What's the word What's the word Yo yo yo yo yo, yo yo Turn me up on the headphones [Verse 1 - Joey Bada$$:] If looks could kill I let the swank drill like a deadly weapon I drop bombs on an enemy at any

[Intro: DJ Premier cuts] Money ain't a thing if I got it (x2) [Hook] Before the money, there was love But before the money, it was tough Then came the money through a plug It's a shame this ain't enough, yo [Verse 1] Sitting back plotting, jotting in

Verse 1And we smoking, toking, potent herb Preaching spoken words that might just poke your nerves Hope you ain't scared, my jeep go "Scrrrr" I peep the obscured, and what ain't normally easily to observe I swear I'm born abnormally absurd If I

Annotate [Verse 1: Joey Bada$$] First I wake up, wake up, thinking of a plan to get my cake up, cake up Cause I can't pay the rent with school papers I need two acres and more I know how it feel walking out the door pockets out of dough Out it doe, b

[Verse 1] Since nine five, momma been working nine five And I know the landlord fed up with our lies So we pray to the Gods, the Jahs, and the Allahs To keep us safe and watch our lives Cause all we tryna do is do good Put on my hood when I walk thro

[Verse 1] Just got word from my mans on the island He said he needed guidance Niggas on the streets is wildin' He look to God but can't find him So he demand silence from the glare signs The sympathy zippity Only thing plain is the mad violence No ly

[Verse 1: Dyemond Lewis] It's all illusions, fixed gear cruising Fixed reality shrouded from governmental pollution I ain't a saint, the holy ghost up in my aura rebuked it It's the era of indigo and they go with the preachin I ascend as the seasons,