Artist: Joe Budden Album: No Love Lost Song: No Love Lost (Outro) Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: Joe Budden] Mic check, mic check, one-two, one-two Made a lot of mishaps, lot of mistakes, lot of missteps Grown shit though is when you can recognize that And I recognize that, and real recognize that Talk to 'em Last word, check it [Joe Budden] Unbeatable force, insurmountable object Bull should've known better than countin me out, I'm from the projects So if I ever do it for greed indeed somethin is wrong Prepare for the future, 'member I used to get heat from the oven on They wanted to see Budden gone, fiend out on sour But nobody helped put Budden on, had to bring my own power So, I'm havin a private party, that only myself attends And if the DJ plays the song to my soul it'll give itself a cleanse They tellin me all the pain I ever felt was self-infringed But I had help from friends, one even held the syringe Architect of my own path, like to think it's designed the best Defied the odds, I never aged while givin time a test Known niggaz on house arrest, I'm on a minor rest You tryin to call me or text me don't even bother, I'm tryin to give mine a rest I got a treasure but its content is invisible Was filled before with shit that I thought I treasured but made me miserable My affairs together, here forever, yeah I'm back to work Learned in order to lose love, probably gotta have it first Uh, here we go (OH!) Life's a crap shoot, my dice are loaded, ain't no stoppin me Most interestin man, a hard place is between a rock and me I'm torn within, and my eyes are heavy I'm born again, just means I died already Means I survived already, so FUCK they want with me? World been against me so long misery hates my company Isolated my whole life, not many know who Joseph is In order to reciprocate love you gotta notice it You gotta recognize it, gotta feel it first Gotta be let inside it, feel its hurt and then kneel to its worst If you contain it don't hide it, gotta reveal it first And when you think you hit rock bottom gotta feel it worse Or, my rule book is just dated And for you to truly appreciate it you gotta at least be hated Momma I made it, if anyone knows my way was hard They prayed for my downfall on deaf ears, I was prayin to God So God, I loved love 'til it resented me And if it's still a stranger then I love who it pretends to be [Outro: Joe Budden] Uhh, no love lost, no love found They found a little bit though, taha I don't know where they found it out, but it was there So I guess the moral of the story is as you mature so will it Just gotta find it, tah One~!