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Joe Budden - Last Real Nigga Left lyrics
Look-
 Everybody wanna talk about who's the nicest
 A bunch of grown ass men in a midlife crisis (ughhh!)
 Ion't really see what all the hype is
 You got some 'G-Money' ridin' around in them Chryslers?
 Guess they still sleeping, bad case of the itis
 Be Siegfried then Roy fuck around with them tigers
 Listen...
 [Chorus]
 I don't think its no real niggas left (ah huh)
 I feeling like its no real niggas left (ohhhh; nahhh)
 Or maybe all the real niggas just left- or
 Or maybe I'm the last real nigga left
 See I don't understand why nigga's act this hard
 Some niggas is "BALLLLIN" with the practice squad
 They don't holla at'cha mans
 Cause nigga hit and run like Carmelo, I'm assumin' they in La-La Land
 I'm talking BLOCKA, man! 10 deep in that DollaVan
 And won't leave until you Aqua, man
 I done seen it all, done it all- what they gon' tell dude?
 Once you try to marry the game, they Sean Bell you
 Rather you in Bellview, cops wanna derail dude
 Like Jenny Aniston up in that hotel room (ohhh)
 One man chain gang, bitchhes wanna know what's his AIM name
 Niggas wanna see about his aim game (talk to 'em)
 All this yappin' about holdin' M's
 Get ya weight up, you lookin' like the Olsen twins
 A bunch of vague ass niggas, I'm WAY past niggas
 Treat me like a Prince, Morris Day ass niggas
 Hundred miles and runnin', duckin' a court summons
 Albums? Just one in!; Livin' like Mr. Drummond
 Nigga's gon' learn about puttin' me in they speech
 When every dead president they own'll be impeached
 (Even) J.C. murder rate'll be increased
 Throw a nice suit on 'em, and let 'em be in peace, geez!
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 I don't it's no real nigga's left (nahhh)
 I'm feeling like it's no real nigga left (ah huh)
 Or maybe all the real nigga's just left- (ok)
 Or maybe I'm the last real nigga left
 He wanna pop shit, about how he cock it- its gossip; stop it!
 Ain't nothing about you that says "Brolik" (nahhh)
 I hear ya lil freestyles talkin' about you buy tools (dawg!)
 You just a lil nigga, known you since high school
 I made niggas, aside from that I'm a made nigga
 Sent you to the store for me, you was like my maid nigga
 You outta ya league, you fuckin' wit a Don
 These Urkel ass nigga's is turnin' into Stephon
 How hungry, B? You scrub money to me
 You livin' wit' moms, you more like Bud Bundy to meJoe Budden - Last Real Nigga Left - http://motolyrics.com/joe-budden/last-real-nigga-left-lyrics.html
 Might clap 'em up, revolve 'em
 You like my Lil Scrappy, and you don't want No Problem
 He broke, you can't rob it
 It's Joe, you can't stop him! (nope)
 Not unless the feds grab me-
 You want 60 Minutes? Treat 'em like Ed Bradley
 And his squad know, I'm ridin' on horses
 Yours is like Barbaro, how you want a part of Joe?
 Can't get in this game, maybe at half-time
 You not a livewire more like a flat line
 You livin' in a mean world
 Bitch niggas sit around hopin' for a deal, I'm callin' 'em all "DreamGirls"
 Clap Joe? Never the day
 And before you put my name in your mouth, have something better to say!!
 I mean...
 [Chorus]
 I don't it's no real nigga's left (nahhh)
 I'm feeling like it's no real nigga left (ok)
 Or maybe all the real nigga's just left- or
 Or maybe I'm the last real nigga left
 You ma'fuckaz makin' me laugh, at least chuckle
 Weight of the world on 'em, knees won't even buckle
 And dudes think they causin' an uproar- fuck Y'ALL!
 And this impotent disses, ain't even gotta get up for
 If I wanted you dead, I'd hire a nigga
 Ain't gettin' my hands dirty, tryna fire at niggas (and- sooooo)
 Fuck dustin' off the Mack again
 When you meet your Final Destination, its gon' look like a accident
 Niggas ain't making it hot, they might sizzle
 And don't confuse Making It Rain, with like drizzle
 Care less about what chart he on, I'm so far beyond
 Wit' a heart like Omarion, for you maricons
 Underground legend, ahead by eons-
 Fitted white tee on, Couple hundred G's on
 Pee on peons, skate off in your Scion
 I'm coughin' up acid, you spittin' up Freon
 Send slugs flying-
 Have ya brains leakin' on ya chain
 since niggas wanna rock these Blood Diamonds (talk to 'em)
 And anybody thought I fucked wit' dudes
 Just lettin' me know- they took the short bus to school
 Put some mills on that-
 They say "Hip Hop Is Dead", but the real is back
 Now how real is that?!
 ... I mean, uhhh
 [Chorus]
 I don't it's no real nigga's left (nahhh)
 I'm feeling like it's no real nigga left (ah huh)
 Or maybe all the real nigga's just left- or
 Or maybe I'm the last real nigga left








