[Intro: [?], Joe Budden & [?]]
We should get back together again
Remember?
N***as still breathin', huh?
Nights like this
I wish (N***as is still talkin' shit, huh?) rain drops will fa-ah-ah-all
I see you though
Nights like this
I wish, rain drops will fa-ah-ah-all
The Five fuckin' Heart Beats still wanna pop that shit
Nights like this I wish, rain drops will fallllllllll (Ok then, Jersey)
[?] comin' up [?] The Four Tops but first (Hah) a group with a hot single (You could rock [?]) The Five Heart Beats singin'
Told you a long time [?] [?] [?] fuck me
Ay ay who the fuck you think you talkin' to, huh?
Who the fuck you think [?] [?]
You wanna go to war? You wanna go to war? I take you to war, ok [?] [?] [?]
Uh-uh-uh
Still got Jers on my back

[Verse 1: Joe Budden]
Raps too commercial just like commercials, advertising shit, lyin' on a product
They say "he's aight" but man, I don't see, you'll always be an Onyx hype man to me, for real (Shit)
I never likеd dude, wouldn't he like to drivе through [?] at least one time (Just once)
Kick one rhyme, where real n***a praise you without Em, Dre or Nate comin' to save you
Got shot twice, paper said nine, guess Jada missed a few lines
Like why 50 lie to us?, oh probably to sell or why he leave his main man Muttley in jail?
And y'all give him love but nine minus two is seven, I reckon we miss him some slugs
Pick a style you been frontin' for a while (Yep)
Teach us how to stunt or be the reason she smile (The reason you smile)
You came out hardcore doin' Backdown but on screen Megan's giving him a pat down
Shirt off like a Times Square billboard
*Tiger growling*
[Post-Verse: Joe Budden]
Uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh (Still got Jers on my back)

[Verse 2: Joe Budden]
Wait
I'm at every club in New York, kid
Search and ready to Shyne club New York it
I'm made where you ain't seen at and I mean that, grippin' a long nose only time a n***a lean back (Lean back)
That's a warnin' though, tell Game I triple his whole budget on The Morning Show (No)
You got TV bread (So?)
Give it time, wait (Next)
Next we'll probably see this clown on Blind Date, wait! (Fag)
Smack DVD is gon' get a lot of n***as smack easily (I mean)
Smack like repeatedly, face to face, all that shit he told Smack ([?]) won't repeat to me (Ohh)
In the club, Smurf used to pass you Cris, Summer Jam stage they threw at you piss (Woah)
Whole crowd like "this faggot, bitch" playin' dodge ball, doin' all the smashy hits, n***a