[NEW!]Joe Budden - Broken Wing Freestyle [CAME OUT TODAY]

:ninja: · 10-13-2006, 10:49 PM

HOT SHIT... OMFG.. RELEASED TODAY

Pennsylvania KING · 10-13-2006, 11:04 PM

...........+

gin8u · 10-13-2006, 11:38 PM

im suprised Just Blaze didnt post this

1.2.3 · 10-13-2006, 11:52 PM

thank you for the track.

akj689 · 10-14-2006, 06:41 AM

i'm expecting sdomething big from the growth...thanks for the track

:ninja: · 10-14-2006, 11:34 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by gin8u

im suprised Just Blaze didnt post this

Just Blaze = Slacker

rip eazy e · 10-14-2006, 11:46 AM

propz......

Pete Rock (SS50) · 10-14-2006, 05:32 PM

I just listened to it and all i gotta say is wow here go the lyrics

The voices ain't leave yet,
they just gettin' they feet wet
Eyes red, I'm up, ain't been to sleep yet
Damn near two days, ain't even eat yet
If you don't wanna bounce, 'least take a little recess
And still I'm faced with the bullshit
Feelin' like Willy D, Scarface and Bushwick
Dog, just when I gather its dead
I gotta knock on wood like Hank Gathers head
When I make small steps toward making it global
My tight knit circle turns into a oval
Filled with motha fuckas just pretendin' they know you
These snakes in the grass'll do whatever to coax you
Since they wanna hem you quick
I walk around like a Ginsu's tip
And that's just to get a mental grip
You don't feel what the pencil scripts
Then eight times outta ten you ain't been through shit
When you hear Joe you hear the conviction and diction
That open emotion, devotion is different
Real talk of when he ain't have a pot to piss in
He ain't have a car not one rock to glisten
I'm giving 'em non-fiction,
conning his addictions
Ya'll got the easy job, just listen
I do it for my folk and those of another pigment
A little food for thought, you feelin' malnutrition
But you don't hear a peep outta me
About the black face goin' on and the sheep leadin' sheep
It's deep, so I try to stay grounded like dad
Must be in City Island, I'm surrounded by crabs
Was once tight, grew apart for dollars
Was on the same panel, now he's Starring Barbara
Two different views, two different lifestyles
I think 'long the way one of us got confused
Look, you a hustla, still attracted to the scene
Still doin' shit I gave up at sixteen
You won't get a job, believin' your own lies
You rationalize by sayin' you pursing your dreams
You damn near thirty nigga you ain't got cream
Can't take care of you when you worried 'bout your team
My dude, want a hand out, wait in line
But the clock's still tickin' man you playin' with time,
It's so sweet
Thought I was fucked up with no shoes 'til I met me a nigga with no feet
Tried to help niggaz, some niggaz I couldn't
That's my mom in me, I love niggaz I shouldn't
Dudes wanna shoot 'em 'til he nailed
Some wanna threaten me, ruin my health
Let me teach you a little something 'bout depression
Ain't shit you could do to me I ain't already thought about doing to myself
I'm the voice for the youth that's living with no reason
Fuck record sales, I give 'em something to believe in
If your day starts in that broken home
Though we never met, 'least they feel like they not alone
Like I was back when I was tryna' find dip
The tsunami came through my hood in nine six
And tried to murder dog,
I took a little dive
Then I got on my surfin board and kept slidin'
Feel like A-Rod, some say his time's up
Boo a nigga at home, yup I'm in my primeBut
he by far the best player on the team
And then turn around, drop 'em to the bottom of the lineup
Should get traded, but he don't wanna move
'Cause this the only city he got somethin' to prove
And that's why I'm seen with heaters
'Cause you can't be the man when you on the same team as Jeter Ya dig,
it's like the game ain't gettin' suitable
Makin' me so sick I need Chicken Noodle Soup
Rappers flyin' high, then got suicidal
Imitate Jim Jones, end up like Cory Lidle
I married hip hop, ignored what some was tellin' me
I started hearin' rumors of infidelity,
I ain't divorce 'er
All the other dudes is so wack that I even feel a little jealousy

H.O.V.A. · 10-15-2006, 12:04 PM

god damn...arod part is ill....feel kinda weird listenin to the lidle part tho

TheBiggie · 10-15-2006, 04:08 PM

jesus christ, thats so good.

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10-13-2006, 11:04 PM	#2
Pennsylvania KING 12/24....Tape Of The Week Join Date: Oct 2006 Posts: 1,099 Repped: 3 Repped 204 Times in 48 Posts Neg Reps: 0 Neg Repped at 1 Time in 1 Post	...........+

10-13-2006, 11:38 PM	#3
gin8u Underground Join Date: Feb 2005 Location: Montreal Posts: 599 Repped: 18 Repped 70 Times in 37 Posts Neg Reps: 0 Neg Repped at 0 Times in 0 Posts	im suprised Just Blaze didnt post this

10-13-2006, 11:52 PM	#4
1.2.3 Veteran Join Date: Nov 2005 Location: new york Posts: 1,388 Repped: 166 Repped 40 Times in 19 Posts Neg Reps: 0 Neg Repped at 0 Times in 0 Posts	thank you for the track.

10-14-2006, 06:41 AM	#5
akj689 Senior Member Join Date: Aug 2005 Posts: 2,401 Repped: 0 Repped 16 Times in 11 Posts Neg Reps: 0 Neg Repped at 0 Times in 0 Posts	i'm expecting sdomething big from the growth...thanks for the track

10-14-2006, 11:46 AM	#7
rip eazy e N Gats We Truss Join Date: Sep 2006 Location: Precise Music CH - Tha Bay of Swizerlayn 2503 Posts: 615 Repped: 13 Repped 123 Times in 16 Posts Neg Reps: 0 Neg Repped at 4 Times in 1 Post	propz......

10-14-2006, 05:32 PM	#8
Pete Rock (SS50) Veteran Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: South Carolina Posts: 9,501 Repped: 3 Repped 37 Times in 15 Posts Neg Reps: 1 Neg Repped at 0 Times in 0 Posts	I just listened to it and all i gotta say is wow here go the lyrics The voices ain't leave yet, they just gettin' they feet wet Eyes red, I'm up, ain't been to sleep yet Damn near two days, ain't even eat yet If you don't wanna bounce, 'least take a little recess And still I'm faced with the bullshit Feelin' like Willy D, Scarface and Bushwick Dog, just when I gather its dead I gotta knock on wood like Hank Gathers head When I make small steps toward making it global My tight knit circle turns into a oval Filled with motha fuckas just pretendin' they know you These snakes in the grass'll do whatever to coax you Since they wanna hem you quick I walk around like a Ginsu's tip And that's just to get a mental grip You don't feel what the pencil scripts Then eight times outta ten you ain't been through shit When you hear Joe you hear the conviction and diction That open emotion, devotion is different Real talk of when he ain't have a pot to piss in He ain't have a car not one rock to glisten I'm giving 'em non-fiction, conning his addictions Ya'll got the easy job, just listen I do it for my folk and those of another pigment A little food for thought, you feelin' malnutrition But you don't hear a peep outta me About the black face goin' on and the sheep leadin' sheep It's deep, so I try to stay grounded like dad Must be in City Island, I'm surrounded by crabs Was once tight, grew apart for dollars Was on the same panel, now he's Starring Barbara Two different views, two different lifestyles I think 'long the way one of us got confused Look, you a hustla, still attracted to the scene Still doin' shit I gave up at sixteen You won't get a job, believin' your own lies You rationalize by sayin' you pursing your dreams You damn near thirty nigga you ain't got cream Can't take care of you when you worried 'bout your team My dude, want a hand out, wait in line But the clock's still tickin' man you playin' with time, It's so sweet Thought I was fucked up with no shoes 'til I met me a nigga with no feet Tried to help niggaz, some niggaz I couldn't That's my mom in me, I love niggaz I shouldn't Dudes wanna shoot 'em 'til he nailed Some wanna threaten me, ruin my health Let me teach you a little something 'bout depression Ain't shit you could do to me I ain't already thought about doing to myself I'm the voice for the youth that's living with no reason Fuck record sales, I give 'em something to believe in If your day starts in that broken home Though we never met, 'least they feel like they not alone Like I was back when I was tryna' find dip The tsunami came through my hood in nine six And tried to murder dog, I took a little dive Then I got on my surfin board and kept slidin' Feel like A-Rod, some say his time's up Boo a nigga at home, yup I'm in my primeBut he by far the best player on the team And then turn around, drop 'em to the bottom of the lineup Should get traded, but he don't wanna move 'Cause this the only city he got somethin' to prove And that's why I'm seen with heaters 'Cause you can't be the man when you on the same team as Jeter Ya dig, it's like the game ain't gettin' suitable Makin' me so sick I need Chicken Noodle Soup Rappers flyin' high, then got suicidal Imitate Jim Jones, end up like Cory Lidle I married hip hop, ignored what some was tellin' me I started hearin' rumors of infidelity, I ain't divorce 'er All the other dudes is so wack that I even feel a little jealousy

10-15-2006, 12:04 PM	#9
H.O.V.A. Banned Join Date: Feb 2005 Location: LI Posts: 4,564 Repped: 102 Repped 293 Times in 39 Posts Neg Reps: 0 Neg Repped at 0 Times in 0 Posts	god damn...arod part is ill....feel kinda weird listenin to the lidle part tho

10-15-2006, 04:08 PM	#10
TheBiggie Member Join Date: Aug 2005 Posts: 54 Repped: 1 Repped 0 Times in 0 Posts Neg Reps: 0 Neg Repped at 0 Times in 0 Posts	jesus christ, thats so good.