Joe Budden - Un4Given Lyrics
[Chorus - Metallica Sample]What I've feltwhat I've knownnever shined through in what I've shownnever benever seewon't see what might have beenwhat I've feltwhat I've knownnever shined through in what I've shownnever freenever meso I dub thee unforgiven[Verse 1]Lets talk about the struggle, lets talk about the painSome people say they love you, but that don't mean a thangSome folks is so naive, not me.. I go insaneSome people dap you, they hug you.. they do it all in vainThat's my depression talking.. maybe it's really realMaybe them doctors was right, and maybe I'm really illSee I can't really chill.. without feeling the guilt of meStealing these pills ...Is anybody feeling me still?(Shit) except for the hood.. nobody told me, I ever couldn'tInstead, I pushed.. back when they told me I never wouldLooking at me, like I was just a crookI express the hood, and what I see on the dailyMy scenery daily....Task force.. B & E's dailyA task y'all.. being me dailyThey want to put, 3 in me nail meThis is stuff, you only read on The DailyHad product, but ain't supply it then..High off more than weed..so the product just got me higher than..Product of my environmentLook-at-where-they-put-me.. and look where they telling me I gotta beStop and see, the robberies ..the poverty..Naw fam, its not for me..Its got to be, an opt atleastWithout-dudes-gettin'-chased-by policeSo they gave us film, sport.. and the gift to make a hot CDBack to the wall, against the ropes..Nothings believable, feezable.. they don't believe in youYou've been verbally beaten to...A pulse, so the result to you think nothing is reachableReasonable, I tell you dreams come trueYeah haters, even YOU! [Chorus][Verse 2]Now take your hands, and wave 'em highThey told me I can't, but I said "why?!"Like, ***** it, I'll try...NOT ***** it and die..See, this is real emotion we deal wit'Often, and don't reveal it..Often we stuff it inside, but I'm like ***** it.. lets ride..I-- do what I do, because I do what I do what I feelTHEY-- do what they do, in hopes of what they do.. they appealThey got a image, and a persona that they gotta fillThat they better do, for revenue.. so labels will be thrilledKind-of-feel like a wanted man...I can't talk to folk, cause when I ask 'em to trust meAll-they-wanna-do-is-judge-meI'm feeling like they don't understand(I'm) feeling like ain't too many people friendlyI feel like ain't too many people are what they pretend to beCause I'm in that zone, when I feel aloneLike everybody is against meI just feel like I'm worst enemyAnd naw, its not a cry for no sympathyI'm just thinkin' outloud, to a crowd-- I'm just tryna figure out some remedyAlmost like every lesson, almost like every jewel, every tool..That's ever been lent to me..For the moment, is gone..I'm like a new born..I feel like a man wit' no memory..Slow it down for a second, make sure I'm not losing you..Or confusing you, I'm delusionalEver you never been there, then you have no idea what illusions do..Through and through, I'm hoping none of these signs aren't vital..Or none of these rhymes.. inside the recital..Why do it mean, I'm suicidal?I'm ain't that Houston dude...But-- I'm a MANIAC!Don't get over, drunk or sober..This the same way I'd act..And I'm strivin' to pull together..But atleast until these voices inside of me..Go forever, be aloft- I'm liable to do whatever.. (c'mon!)[Chorus x2]
