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Joe Budden

Playing Our Part

 

Playing Our Part

(album: All Love Lost - 2015)


Mic, mic, mic
Yeah we good now
Turn the vocals down a little bit, just a little bit
I want it loud

Here's my moment of clarity
I've been misleading you all, giving you half of me
I've been blazing a trail and leaving casualties
I've diagnosed myself, I think it's apathy
So letting go became easy, grabbing ahold, that's the hardest
I know our expiration date soon as we start it
You come around and you feel safe while you're a target
You feeling like I let you inside, while I'm guarded
It's genius when arrogance seems like it's modest
Look past the insanity, glance at the logic
Appears optional, all of it is stipulated
Watch and learn how emotions get manipulated
Now you in dire need of help
You the victim, made to think you did it to yourself
Speaking of, rest in peace Sandra Bland
I'm believing everything that wasn't on that cam
But back to you, beauty, let me address our lil' movement
You in therapy but I don't see the improvement
Oh whatever's been made now days is ruined
So every few months I ponder what the fuck are we doing
Let me watch my words again
You easily got one of the best pussies that I've ever been inserted in
You real kind, real sweet, real nurturing
Yet every time we link back up, you just get hurt again
You put all men in a box, I ain't one of 'em
Funny how you got all the answers and none of 'em
You only dated three men so I'm scared of you
Cause with no point of reference, what the fuck are you comparing to?
You good one minute, psycho the next
No longer letting it ride, too much Jekyll and Hyde
Then you subtweet some weeks, busy setting your pride
I'm grown, don't really need that sort of mess in my life
But wait, you of age, you old too
I control my emotions, yours control you
You bright enough to know when you get impulsive
For me, that's repulsive, how do you not know this?
And then we go our separate ways
Just to link back on better days
Though I know it's short term and you never stay
You always a sucker for that text that say

"Yo what up? Are you good?
Hit me up whenever you in the hood"
Then we fuck, and it's fine
Then you get all this bullshit on your mind
I'm waiting for you to talk, but you won't
Then you wait for me to react but I don't
Then you go, and I watch
We know how this movie go, but we watch

Cause we just playing our parts
You're watching how I perform and it's breaking your heart
You home alone backtracking, replaying the start
You realize this whole script you've been playing a mark
That ain't stop you from taking a part
I guess we're both just playing our parts

Yeah, and so the pussy ain't enough now
They keep thinking it should be enough, how?
Fuck sex, baby, later for that
This mind game I'm playing is a greater climax
Not a franchise player, I can't pay you the max
I can't say it to you so I just say it in raps
I got a rep that I made all by myself
One I hate all by myself
That comes from decisions created all by myself
I can't shake it all by myself
See I grew up in the spotlight, where your every move is eyed
The truth becomes lies when you're that scrutinized
No mentorship, I was unsupervised
Had to learn on my own every rule to survive
Still I manned up in caught those wrongs
Go ahead and judge Joe, I got my court clothes on
Y'all see the front, behind the scenes more goes on
Check my back catalog, it's in all those songs, forreal
So I can be at peace forever
I left the puzzle right there, nigga, piece it together
But back to you, beauty, small waist, fat booty
It's cool for the moment but don't permanently move me
They come through tossing me ass like it's their duty
But who I was ain't who I am, I say it truly
Yeah I am shooting 'em down without the Uzi
Unlike them niggas you know, don't try and group me
Watched myself on TV, was unruly
How the fuck they cast me wrong in my own movie?
They say you are what you attract
Here I am, screaming, "Fuck all that"
Then I'm forced to believe I attract and adore
Bunch of unstable broads with character flaws
With plenty luggage, I greet 'em with their bags at the door
If that's true then it's some shit I'd rather ignore
Cause check it, whatever helps you get by
So when they hit me, I always reply

They always be like, "what's up? Are you good?
Hit me up whenever you in the hood"
Then we fuck, and it's fine
Then you get all this bullshit on your mind
I'm waiting for you to talk, but you won't
Then you wait for me to react but I don't
Then you go, and I watch
We know how this movie go, but we watch

Cause we just playing our parts
You're watching how I perform and it's breaking your heart
You home alone backtracking, replaying the start
Realize this whole script you've been playing a mark
But that ain't stop you from taking a part
I guess we're both just playing our parts

Just where I'm at lately
Look at the monster this industry done made me
Shit I loved the most, I let it jade me
Crying out for help, somebody save me
But I can't let 'em know all that
They take it as weakness when you show all that
So I just live in my mind 'til this hoe call back
Every time I'm knocked down you see Joe crawl back, forreal
Nowadays they all the same
Enhanced body parts, smaller brains
They don't get a hi in fact
Mums the word, baby girl, it's now quiet for that, forreal
If you got nothing to offer
Sorry Mrs. Jackson, gotta off ya
But as long as you leave 'em alone
It's when they send that same text to the phone

They always be like, "what's up? Are you good?
Hit me up whenever you in the hood"
Then we fuck, and it's fine
Then you get all this bullshit on your mind
I'm waiting for you to talk, but you won't
You wait for me to react but I don't
Then you go, and I watch
We know how this movie go, but we watch
Cause we just playing our parts
I guess we're both just playing our parts
I play mine well
Better than you
And it go... baby, baby!

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