Artist: Joe Budden f/ Emanny Album: All Love Lost Song: Love For You Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: Joe Budden] Just gotta get these thoughts off real quick See I'm a thinker, it's like thinkin shit It's when you got, heh You sittin there reflectin, thinkin shit I peep it though [Joe Budden] Look, you liked me better before you knew my history Before you knew who I was, that's when reachin our potential felt likely Nobody like me, besides see If I stop bein who I am, I'm straight to it, who I might be But you gotta look inside each song That's where I proved it was really insight all along Bear it all so the privacy gone Grab the pen, sit down and write these wrongs, just how I right these wrongs But look, you liked me better when I spoke usin censorship Before you knew I was really insensitive That was back when it was you and me Then curiosity killed you, you had to Google me Now I won't call the headlines a liar Some are true and some are false, that's for y'all to decipher Look, on rare occasions some of what they say'll bother me I liked it better when the 'net was still a novelty Cause now people who ain't found themselves get an outlet, yet don't know how they sound themselves They like me better when I'm silent and don't have an opinion Pretendin to blend in like I'm a Minion Say if Joe keep talkin that shit, he'll get him shot But if rappers can't tie my shoes, how can I not/knot? Shit, thought I had my city's support, I couldn't believe Jersey City liked me better when I couldn't leave I take it back, that ain't set in stone They moreso had weapons drawn cause I left alone I liked it better when I had nothin to lose The days when I felt like I had somethin to prove Shit, even for me that's unusual If you don't give a fuck then who you gotta prove it to? Just the world that I was born in You gotta learn to form wins against the storm wind They like me better when I fuckin never call again Without it they don't know what type of box I belong up in They like me better without reality television Guess they didn't need to witness the hell I was livin In my shoes you too would seal a fate Poppin 20 pills a day, somebody gon' feel a way Look, uh, and so these hoes just to pass time After the pasttime, they don't even pass my mind You liked me better way before you got lied to But that don't really matter when you want me inside you Your friends sayin leave, they don't know that you tried to You can't speak to them, I'm the nigga you cry to I liked it better when nobody ever heard of me 'Fore pop had to get that knee surgery Uh, guess that affected his bladder So when Jackie called me nothin else really mattered Was scared, sounded frantic, I ain't want no parts of that Said the ambulance came, might be a heart attack Was leavin work nearly cryin on the phone I'm in rush hour traffic just seen you dyin alone Look, I just pictured all the places that we never went All the texts that were never sent All the words we never spoke Time we never shared, rewind so we can repair Such an inspiration, all the holes that you dug through Then you got released, God was watchin above you I'm thinkin you healin, I don't wanna disrupt you So I'm right back to never tellin you that I love you And I don't wanna act that way If I take somethin for granted I don't wanna give it back that way For real, that's how shit get lost Let me chill, I like it better when I'm not talkin over my thoughts Now listen [Chorus: Emanny] I done been down, been down, it's all for you Said it's all for you If I don't wanna get in your way And I don't wanna get in your way This love is all for you, ayy Ooooooooooooh, ayyy Said this love is all for you [Joe Budden over Chorus] Uh, how you feelin out there? Everybody doin alright? Get you somethin to drink Get you somethin to smoke, get you somethin to light up Whatever your vice is, you get that We here though, WHOA~! That shit don't be for everybody man [Joe Budden] Look, and now the singers wanna rap, the rappers wanna sing Personally I liked it better back when rappin was a thing Cause now if you wanna get the high notes When that hook come you gotta hit the high notes The label wanna sell singles I'm sellin a story and that'll just taint the message Bad marriage, we ain't got the same objective Still I'm here cause real niggaz in the game respect it Look, they like me better when I let 'em live rent-free I never knew that once it stopped we'd be enemies And though I come off as heartless nigga In spite of yourself, got love for you regardless nigga Now listen, I liked you better when you wasn't in the spotlight Was too addicted to it, said some shit was not right So when you work so much I couldn't complain 'til I learnt that she gateway escapin from the pain The strippers talk to me like I'm they therapist That scares the good girls away, don't know the hell I get Whatever thoughts you contrive, I can't help you with But you've been tossin it for a year and I derail the shit I'm self-made, I don't do what I'm told The type that needs free reign to be outta control For real, cause when that's gone I'm lost Let me chill, I like it better when I'm not talkin over my thoughts Word, word [Chorus] w/ ad libs [Joe Budden over Chorus] Y'all don't understand me I don't think they get it though I don't know why you don't apply like, our experiences and shit to like, my experiences with other people