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[Joe Budden - Verse 1] They say the World's coming to an end, homie I don't care Bullet proof in my closet that I don't wear Niggas talk behind my back as if I won't hear Back against the ropes like I won't dare Bitch I don't tear I know too many niggas facin' 25 to life I know too many ain't make to 25 in life Too many look up to me, I'm who they idolise No soap opera I aint your guiding light Worry bout my car and the kit, wattup Michael Knight I bared my all, you would think I'm bout to die tonight I'm tryna not to get stuck, lifestyle of a Trojan It mean I'm tryna not to get f-cked, wattup! [Hook] World keeps spinning as the drama unfolds I'll be in the front row when it all implodes (I don't have to tel you thinks are bad) (Everybody knows things are bad. it's a depression) I got a pocket full of money and a room full of hoes I'ma have a blast wit it, when it all implodes [Joe Budden - Verse 2] SongtexteThey say the World's coming to an end I find it funny cause mine is just beginning Mind is full of women, mines like a rollarcoaster But I slow up the ride Then they feel sick to they stomach But all they could throw up is pride You talking bout a recession that I cordially ignore F-ck a dollar if you morally poor R R R all of your gonna see is royalty ? Nevermind income, spoil me with loyalty It's too many fake niggas not enough real Theres too many emcee's, not enough deals Too many broke, when theres too many bills Too many ways to attain wealth, fuck the poor economy Blame yourself Guess we can't all leave the hood just rapping And say society is twisted like it just happened Nigga, I call bogusness so if you f-cked up Probably cause you just noticed it [Hook] World keeps spinning as the drama unfolds I'll be in the front row when it all implodes I got a pocket full of money and a room full of hoes I'ma have a blast wit it, when it all implodes [Joe Budden - Verse 3] They say the World's coming to an end Now everybody got a complaint Everybody tryna live like they some kind of saint Only nigga not tryna be something I aint That aint the picture I paint And if I did it'd be ? Life's a bitch, I'm fully ready to meet her I'll be in my best fit, I'ma have the fresh caesar Since I'm eager, be in the room, dusting off the heater Have a fully loaded forty pointed at her when I meet her ? gunpoint, bitch don't tempt me Force her eyes open, looking vacant, empty No wonder that they shower me with hatred and envy I've picked the wrong nigga couldnt make it against me F-ck ya healthcare, health scare Even though I'm well aware Counting down til I pull the trigger, like hell yeah I be the last time you impose Legs crossed with my cig lit Now watch it all implode! [Hook] World keeps spinning as the drama unfolds I'll be in the front row when it all implodes I got a pocket full of money and a room full of hoes I'ma have a blast wit it, when it all implodes Aus Songtexte Mania