Remember the Titans Songtext
von Joe Budden

These niggas losing their minds you find that theres no reward
they say they already home it′s really clear they abroad
they sound like they boxed in it's not just where they record
there′s a cost to be the boss they can't clearly afford
swear to the Lord, these guns like the audience
you put on a show, my 40 clearly applauds
sittin' fifth row, I might appear to be bored
plotting on a Kanye, but screaming where′s my award
ballin out of control, never won an ESPY
bout to buy a black ghost an call tha shit SP
flow outta this World, I′m coming for my Moon man
you niggas slide back like that walkin on the moon dance
no glitter gleam, handgun with a beam
like you could fuck with me oh did it seem, Dr King and Def Jam aint the only ones with a dream
I'm a grown ass man, this kid a teen


you′re a spoof of me like if hip hop did a scream
Audi coupe looking good so I went and copped it
got that TT poppin' like a trending topic
my ride is matt black my pride is that jack
it might get ya dog shot, even a cat smacked
anyway though, styles don′t apply to me
Jeff Goldblum couldn't be more fly than me
shorty say right after the suck fuck proof
you hit it on the head girl, duck duck goose
you shoulda got the message that I chuck deuce
break em off and leave it you seen my fucked up tooth
it′s fucka bitch, there's more fish in the aquarium
I rarely hear no, like when niggas ask you to marry them
there's no lights in the place you buy your jewelry from
funeral fab, I′m just here to bury them