letra de heartbeatology (g-unit diss) - joe budden
[intro: [?], joe budden [?]]
n-ggas still breathin’, huh?
(n-ggas is still talkin’ sh-t, huh?)
i see you though
(ok then, jersey)
[?] comin’ up [?] the four tops but first (hah) a group with a hot single (you could rock [?]) the five heart beats singin’
told you a long time [?] [?] [?] f-ck me
ay ay who the f-ck you think you talkin’ to, huh?
who the f-ck you think [?] [?]
you wanna go to war? you wanna go to war? i take you to war, ok [?] [?] [?]
uh-uh-uh
still got jers on my back
[verse 1: joe budden]
raps too commercial juts like commercials, advertising sh-t, lyin’ on a product
they say “he’s aight” but man, i don’t see, you’ll always be an onyx hype man to me, for real
i never likеd dude, wouldn’t he like to drivе through [?] at least one time (just once)
kick one rhyme, where real n-gga praise without em, dre or nate comin’ to save you
got shot twice, paper said nine, i guess jada missed a few lines
like why 50 lie to us?, oh probably to sell or why he leave his main man muttley in jail?
and y’all give him love but nine minus two is seven, i reckon we misse him some slugs
-tiger growling-
[post-verse: joe budden]
uh-uh-uh
uh-uh (still got jers on my back)
[verse 2: joe budden]
wait, i’m at every club in new york, kid
search and ready to shyne club new york it
i’m made where you ain’t seen at and i mean that, grippin’ a long nose the only time a n-gga lean back (lean back)
that’s a warnin’ though, tell game i triple his whole budget on the morning show (no)
you got tv bread (so?)
give it time, wait (next)
next we’ll probably see this clown on blind date, wait! (f-g)
smack dvd’s gon’ get a lot of n-ggas smack easily (i mean)
smack like repeatedly, face to face, all that sh-t he told smack ([?]) won’t repeat to me (ohh)
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