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 [Intro: Joe Budden]
 Whoo! (Uhh, welcome) Ohhh!
 I'd like to welcome e'rybody, welcome e'rybody (yo y-yo yo yo)
 To the muh'fuckin Padded Room (yo, y-yo, yo)
 
 [Joe Budden]
 How many niggaz fell victim to the streets
 Rest in peace young nigga, it's a heaven for a G
 I'd be a liar if I told you that I never thought of death
 My nigga, we the last ones left (l-look) l-look (l-look)
 I said - how many niggaz fell victim to the streets
 Rest in peace young nigga, it's a heaven for
 I'd be a liar if I told you that I never thought of death (l-look look)
 My nigga, we the last ones left; but life goes on
 
 And I ain't gon' stop 'til a nigga see blood on the wall!
 
 L-look, look, look, look
 Maybe it started with the rims on the whip
 Uh, I lost the Hummer, push the Benz through the strip
 But I'll swim with the fish before I lend niggaz shit
 Cause personally, they ain't worth the phlegm that I spit
 That's why, sometimes I think the end's comin quick
 My old ass father shot twins out his dick
 So, if they so happen to come out without a older brother
 Won't be alone cause comin up at least they'll have each other
 At least they'll one another cause life's a muh'fucker
 But while I'm here my only job is not to see 'em suffer
 Through dope boys, shootouts, stick-ups and undercovers
 The world is full of suckers but don't worry, I'm your buffer
 Buffer, like I shoulda been for BJ
 Well he never listened to nothin we say
 (It was) half past 12, midnight on a weekday
 Not even 20 hours past his release date, we stay
 This nigga hit him up four times, one kick the heart
 And that kicked my heart
 Call his pops, niggaz pick the phone up
 So he can come find his son lyin in his own (blood) blood
 On the block that we ran through
 House we grew up in, corner we would post on
 Shot dead in front of niggaz we would be with
 But how the fuck nobody see shit? (nigga)
 It's on there to be a brother to his brother lucky
 Cause in the belly of the beast I know this shit get ugly
 Get on my knees and have a convo with the Lord above me
 Maybe sometimes I hear him wrong, I think he sayin "Fuck me"
 Only he could judge me, care less what they thinkin of me
 Cause honestly I'd be aight if no one ever love me (love me)
 I write "I only fear Joe" in blood
 Smeared slow on my brain by my earlobe (earlobe)
 
 And I ain't gon' stop 'til a nigga see blood on the wall!
 
 Y-yo, yo, yo
 All I tried do is raise the bar
 See my, weeks is scabbed up, days are scarred
 Still I love to see a muh'fucker hate from far
 More they talk 'bout me the more I pray for y'all
 I mean, I don't get how Prodigy gon' acknowledge me
 When the nigga 'bout as big as an apostrophe (ohh!)
 For him to possibly think that he is hot as me
 is far from a prophecy, it's more like a mockery
 Used to be hip-hop to me, 'fore you bombarded me
 with everything ass like side of me has gotta be drugs
 Four-fifths and snubs, what's that about?
 Nigga you can't lift the guns that you rappin 'bout
 But real talk, I can't front on your old shit
 Now you just old as shit! Not old and sick
 'Stead of holdin my dick, here's a better way (dawg)
 Never mind me, worry about your Medicaid
 ... Shit's so unfair
 Nigga beats carried your ass most of your career
 Wanna blog, here's a reason - I FUCKS "Murda Music"
 Anybody ever dissed this nigga is still breathin
 Jay-Z, Saigon, Nas already peeled him
 2Pac, he ain't alive but you ain't kill him
 50 signs the bum only cause where he was from
 Put his stamp on a nigga and still nobody feels him
 Not a murderer, a gangsta, robber
 Washed up 90's nigga, now a gangsta blogger
 Me that, underground flow strike like the pound blow
 Your sound's old, not even worth a download
 I would have niggaz hunt you like a hound's nose
 Problem is you pussy, the whole town knows
 So why let the body count grow
 for some fiend-out nigga now starrin in a clown show (clown show)
 
 And I ain't gon' stop 'til a nigga see blood on the wall! 
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