paroles de chanson All In My Head - Joe Budden , Royce da 5′9″ feat. Sucka Free & Kid Vishis
Quarter
on
the
loose
A
Loose
Quarter
Few
questions
I
ask
myself
Maybe
it
started
with
Slaughterhouse,
or
was
it
tour
life?
Maybe
it
wouldn't
had
started
at
all
if
I
had
your
life
Maybe
it
was
needed
or
I
was
thinking
immorally
If
I
wasn't
myself
could
I
say
I
gave
the
fans
All
of
Me?
Can't
decide
if
I'm
more
ashamed
of
what
they
saw
of
me
Than
I
am
of
ignoring
all
the
lessons
that
was
taught
to
me
Headed
up
field
but
couldn't
dodge
the
last
tackler
How
could
a
forward
thinker
move
so
ass
backwards?
How
could
a
dude
with
no
regrets
at
all,
willing
to
bet
it
all
Not
realize
that
quicker
demise,
how
could
I
neglect
it
all?
I'm
so
seasonal,
some
of
y'all
knew
I'd
spring
back
With
a
heart
this
cold,
how'd
y'all
think
I'd
be
receptive
to
fall
I'm
plenty
comfortable
when
danger's
around
And
even
more
so
when
strangers
around
And
the
bigger
picture
is
sicker,
don't
know
my
triggers
or
know
the
alarm
it
forces
Don't
know
a
nigga,
don't
know
my
bouts
with
drugs
and
liquor
or
the
harm
it
causes
Life
or
death?
I
tried
to
lynch
myself
Thought
I
could
keep
it
all
a
secret,
I
convinced
myself
But
really,
the
folk
that
loved
me,
they
could
tell
I
was
locin'
I
couldn't
see
him,
cry
me
a
river
cause
it
fell
in
the
ocean
Numb
to
my
words
now,
maybe
felt
I
was
open
I
cut
so
many
people
loose,
do
I
need
help
with
devotion?
That's
just
some
of
the
things
I
ask
my
Lord
and
Savior
And
when
He
calls
for
me,
will
He
have
done
us
all
a
favor?
How
did
I
make
it
here?
Who
are
y'all?
I
feel
so
lost
Now
I'm
not
seeing
it
clear
Is
it
my
fault?
It's
all
in
my
head
I'm
looking
around
like
this
can't
be
happening
Round
of
applause
for
the
angry
rappers
Lord,
my
girl
cried
me
a
flood
than
me
a
river
That's
love,
depending
on
me
when
I'm
a
dependent
on
liquor
I'm
up
in
the
shoe
store,
she
got
no
love
to
show
You
ever
look
at
a
bitch
you
was
fucking
behind
your
bitch
back
Like
fuck
I
was
fucking
you
for?
I'm
an
artist
so
I'm
intelligent
I
would
tell
you
to
do
some
soul
searching
But
it's
hanging
up
in
my
closet
with
your
skeleton
It's
gotta
be
a
God's
work,
even
a
diamond
gotta
be
polished
first
A
quarter's
on
the
loose
and
I
ain't
been
out
here
getting
my
dollars'
worth
I
had
to
remove
the
goggles
first
To
see
through
the
sipping
Patrón
and
fifty
phoners
for
I
need
to
go
get
me
a
kidney
donor
Guru,
Nate
Dogg,
go
ahead
blink
a
eye
Your
doctor
told
me
you
close,
go
ahead
drink
and
die
Buried
under
the
stone
where
the
Patrón
fifth
sits
by
That
reads
"Here
lies
somebody
who
never
wanted
to
be
this
guy"
How
did
I
make
it
here?
Who
are
y'all?
I
feel
so
lost
Now
I'm
not
seeing
it
clear
Is
it
my
fault?
It's
all
in
my
head
They
say
knowledge
is
power,
great
cause
every
day
I
learn
As
of
late
been
having
revelations
bout
this
hate
term
Hate
the
way
they
judged
me,
till
I
got
the
case
adjourned
Hated
the
belly
of
the
beast
till
I
became
its
tapeworm
When
I
said
I'd
stop
getting
high,
tried
to
say
it
stern
Though
I'm
the
type
to
walk
through
the
fire
to
check
the
way
it
burn
They
say
my
brain
is
off,
I
say
how
can
it
be?
If
I'm
out
my
mind,
how
can
I
be
in-sanity?
The
people
used
to
say
that
I
was
scared
of
progress
They
don't
know
how
hard
a
nigga
tried
to
advance
But
I
don't
know
who's
more
to
blame,
is
it
them
for
really
not
knowing
me
Or
is
it
me
for
never
really
giving
them
a
chance?
Get
too
close,
be
too
big
of
a
threat
Now
it's
been
little
to
no
time,
thinking
why
I
ain't
get
rid
of
you
yet
Gotta
recognize
my
maturity,
gotta
see
I'm
grown
Let
all
my
skeletons
out
the
closet,
just
so
I'd
never
be
alone
Since
I
got
trust
issues
I
won't
discuss
with
you
Besides
God
tell
me
who
the
fuck's
supposed
to
save
you
Pop
won't
have
a
man
to
man,
was
gone
half
my
life
so
Somewhere
in
his
head
probably
feel
it
ain't
his
place
too
Plus
more
people
will
see
me
soon,
I
mean
I'll
be
on
national
TV
soon
So
when
I
ask
if
people
I
have
around
are
a
cancer
for
me
That's
4 million
more
that
might
be
able
to
answer
for
me
How
did
I
make
it
here?
Who
are
y'all?
I
feel
so
lost
Now
I'm
not
seeing
it
clear
Is
it
my
fault?
It's
all
in
my
head
1 Our First Again - Intro
2 Top of the World
3 She Don't Put It Down
4 N.B.A.
5 You and I
6 Castles
7 All in My Head
8 All In My Head
9 Skeletons
10 Ghetto Burbs
11 Last Day
12 Role Play - Interlude
13 Switch Positions
14 Tell Him Somethin
15 Runaway
16 My Time
17 No Love Lost - Outro
18 She Don't Put It Down (Remix)
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