Artist: Joe Budden f/ Eric Bellinger Album: All Love Lost Song: Where Do We Go Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: Joe Budden] Good evening How's e'rybody feelin out there? Y'all good? Ha I talk my shit again WHOA! [Chorus: Eric Bellinger] I really don't know where we should go from here It feels like time is escaping, I don't wanna waste it, nooooo But in the back of my mind it feels like (it feels like) Like we should just let it go, where do we go? [Joe Budden] Yeah, look You ain't gotta adore me or keep it friendly And even if you ain't for me don't be against me Your people tell you ignore me and say it simply But you get lonely and call me, that always tempts me We get caught in the moment and then we fall back Then I get horny and you take that as a crawl back Now there's an irony hidden if you could call it that I walk all over you, yet you be at my doormat And unbeknownst to you, that whole plan of attack She's sayin only with me does her sanity lack Her truth come out when she drunk, but I amnesty that I talk logic and she's screamin profanity back Now when I think long term, you can't hand me that But for now she need a crutch, there I am to take advantage of the handicap Just be givin you truth, I don't demand it back Guess I'm just a fan of facts, hope you understandin that [Chorus] w/ ad libs [Joe Budden] Check it, I'm like royalty around y'all Down to fall with niggaz I feel are as loyal as me which is probably why loyalty is my downfall Got few friends that be coyin me to count more But steel sharpens steel, let me sound off Still gotta question your will and what you down for It's real, I question your wheels, wish they was round more The ilk of your found cloth, are you built for the downpour? All I try to do is lead by example Seems some are content with niggaz feedin them a sample Tried to create a path, know the streets can be a handful Me I made it out without degrees on the mantle Though my money good I'm overseas gettin ample It'll never mean the snakes and all the leeches I can handle The bond is broke now, I believe it's gettin trampled Gotta pick up your pants, wear your creases like a man do [Chorus] w/ ad libs [Joe Budden] It's been weeks now, maybe we both ain't so weak now Time's past, should be cool for us to speak now And you got so much pride, was no surprise I had to reach out Shit, you used to creep through my house Outside of bein fine I always said you was cool You would leave in time to get your son ready for school And I'll admit, that was admirable Suckin me off e'ry night without you ever losin sight of what you had to do Fucked for seven months straight, shit was magical You broke it off over shit that wasn't factual How could I fuck with you? With you actin so gullible and all I'm reluctant to move forward You fell in love with me quick, was down to wait for me But that held us down, was like a weight for me You wanted answers, said we can't keep fuckin without a title You won't sit back idle And to me it was intangibles, reasons I couldn't be the man for you Part of why a nigga ran from you Part of why I was passive and dismissive Why we had that awkward goodbye and I ain't fix it Why I let your Beemer pull off and I ain't miss it I lied cause the truth was really none of your business I felt like the hostings, was a hoe thing Late nights, strip clubs, really the whole thing But that's my own baggage in fact Plus you slept with other rappers at that Just some shit that tamed my own brain, this is after the fact It's my bad, not yours, I know the past is the past I'm hopin, all's forgiven, you not stuck in that time Maybe we can fuck one last time - I'm playin wit'chu Here's to bein grown and communicatin issues We was never together but a nigga stayin with you [Chorus] w/ ad libs [Interlude: Joe Budden] Uhh... Where do we go from here? What are we doin? Where do we come from? Where do we go from here? I talk my shit again? Joey Where do we go from here? ... Parks let me get one more [Joe Budden] I remember it like it just happened Scratch that, can't dismember it, it just happened Funny how one death'll let these mishaps in That's exactly what's about to occur, I defer Here's the stinger, I'm right where I grew up and lost my finger How we let it all linger? Whole family in black where you used to reside All here to say our final goodbyes Them to you, me to them, my thought with e'ry tear that I cried Whole morning I was mournin family that had survived Now that you are gone, you took with you all of the magic that you performed And so our issues of a much deeper root is born The weight fell, don't know who it's on And since our glue is gone this is how we movin on Truth in song, all quiet like the mute is on Speak to me from Heaven above if I'm doin this wrong [Outro: Joe Budden] Say somethin Just let a nigga know you hear me Where do we go from here? Rest in peace What up?! What are we doin? Uh Where do we go from here? Understand me? Anybody hear me?! Joey (OHH!) I love you, uh Where do we go from, here?