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"Find a Way (Whatever It Takes)" is a track by Joe Budden, from the album Mood Muzik: The Worst of Joe Budden, released 9th December 2003. Full lyrics are available below.
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[Intro] It's ya muh'fuckin' boy (Yeah) "Jump Off" Joe Budden here Clinton Sparks, we gon' get familiar with it We gon' get familiar together, matter fact, Boston stand up Jers' stand up Sparks, holla at ya boy It's, it's, it's It's that On Top music! [Chorus] Whatever it takes to find a way (Oh, oh) To find a way, to find a way (Oh) I'ma do whatever it takes to find a way (You know) To find a way, to find a way I'ma do whatever it takes to find a way ([?] fire) To find a way, to find a way ([?] I got the soul of a fighter) Whatever it takes to find a way (Walk barefoot over the coal over fire) To find a way, to find a way [Verse] All right I'm dealin' with some shit, homie, it's in the back of my head And it's some shit, homie, but I just rap it instead See I got Wolverine's bones in me, but the whole world's throwin' stones at me Like they all got a bone with me Got a child's mother, and I hate her to death But that's my child's mother, so that's my mate to the death It's wild how I love her (For) for puttin' little me here And me and her can beef forever, she gon' still be there Then there's some other niggas, I judged their character wrong But they some other niggas, now let's get back to the song I got a drug problem that I ain't tended to Because I got enough problems, and my solution is to stuff problems But if something goes wrong with that Then it's back to PCP and so long with rap See I'm depressed lately, but nobody understands That I'm depressed lately, I'm sorta feelin' repressed lately So y'all been hearin' and seein' me less lately Like 'has anyone noticed the regress lately?' Look deep, nigga, don't I seem stressed lately? Seem disturbed, lot of regrets lately Got a company that I'm signed to But they ain't in my company when all I need is some company When I start feelin' like e'rybody's done with me They're tryna see what e'rybody want with me Then the mistress, yeah, the girl from "10 Minutes," it's her Now I'm needin' 10 minutes from her I can't get into it, but I want y'all to know That I'll get into it, but I'll save that for The Growth And there's rap beef, but I'm so secure with me It's only rap beef, I don't need security (Never) Wanna get at me? Wanna go to war with me? That's just one phone call for me, check the shit I got a whole hood (That what?) that don't appreciate me But it's not the whole hood that depreciates me (Okay) What you gon' tell me when it's the streets that made me? And I won't let the belly of the beast degrade me And they just crap critics, they say all I make is dance music But to almost anything you can dance, stupid They ain't like the single (Nah), so they ain't copped the album Wouldn't give a chance to it, not a second glance to it (Nah) They say he whines too much (And) he's too bitter (And) They call it complainin', (But) I call it explainin' (Y'know) How normal niggas could get caught up in the game and Lose they mind and y'all call it entertainment There's some shit with me, but dudes been knew that But I'm gamblin' a lot and I ain't used to do that (I didn't, nah) Rap ain't payin' the bills, it's mo' money mo' problems Or it's no money mo' problems All enormous when you play at these stakes That's how it feel to have a warrant on a famous face Then the album pushed back, 'cause they say he need a single At the moment, but what he needs is a single moment Then I'm involved in the he say, she say (That's) In my mind on replay, each day (Then) Then it's the bullshit that she say he's gay 'Cause she wouldn't like to think that he ain't like her Just 'cause she was throwin' it at me and I ain't touch her She'll say anything 'side from I ain't wanna fuck her (Nah) I don't feel good, so I don't wanna go to a club Don't wanna go to a lounge, just wanna lounge (I just wanna lounge) In the same sweats that I had on for days Same tee I had on for a week, what I got on it speaks What I got on, it reeks No shape up, chillin', 'cause that's just how I'm feelin' And one day at a time, it's God willin' (See I'm) Tryna see straight but the fog keeps buildin' Pulse start racin', the bulls startin' to hate me But I gotta be a king, 'cause there's wolves tryna play me Hoodie when it's hot like it's freezin' winter Rap star, eating sleep for dinner (You know) And it's hard tryna keep this in ya (Why?), so I write it all down (Why?) So one day maybe when life is all sweet I remember Then it's probation, I know we all go through it We call it probation, but there's no pro to it Yeah, my soul's achin', only a few peers know Funny thing about the case is it's a few years old Had some shit going on with my *cough* (Woah) that felt good, but it's bad So I'm sittin' here like, "What the bitch had" It's not rap it's real, look scrappy, it's true Go on whatspoppin, do he (I) look happy to you? (Nah) Now if it goes to the wire, go the soul of a fighter Bruised up and sloppy, or damaged like Ali Up late talkin' to the fans on a website That's the only thing that send your man off to bed right Fuck the world, fuck my moms and my girl! Well maybe not mom, just let me remain calm This too won't last, this too shall pass At least that's what I say y'all, that's what I pray for And I'm the only thing that's standin' in my way y'all But I gotta be with me, there's no escape y'all I guess depression just stepped in And took over shit like it's known to do Guess it said, "Hey Joe, I'm goin' home with you Turn your phone off, I need to be alone with you I need to be in the zone with you 'Cause I'm the only thing you're prone to, nigga, look, I own you, nigga Been with you since 10, but you startin' to confuse me 'Cause it's been so long and you still tryna lose me Like, how could you show me such cruelty When everybody turns their back on you, Joe? It's you and me (Us two) Joe, you don't want me to see you, right? Then why you always come get me, how we reunite, huh? I know you feel for me deep in your heart Doctors, meetings, pills couldn't keep us apart But now you got a deal and you wanna get rid of me We roommates, I'm in your head, Joe, you live with me" So I don't write for the fans, nah, I write to my man In hopes that he'll just leave and understand Like, like please leave the kid in peace Let me smoke this one cig' in peace (Just give me 10 minutes) Just leave for a second, man, it's been too long and I can't troop it And long as you around I can't make that dance music [Chorus] Whatever it takes to find a way (Oh) To find a way, to find a way (Oh, oh) I'ma do whatever it takes to find a way To find a way, to find a way (You're now listening to the Growth!) I'ma do whatever it takes to find a way To find a way, to find a way Whatever it takes to find a way To find a way, to find a way
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