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Thou Shall Not Fall

This song is by Joe Budden and appears on the Mixtape Mood Muzik 3: For Better Or For Worse (2007).

Are you in that mood yet?!?!?

Look I'm on a war path,
Tell the opposition,
Na keep it 2 yourself I'm my only competition,
Keep the hate coming,
I love the critisim,
But understand I'm successful by own admission,
I never had isssh,
But a bad bitchhh,
Na let me stop lying most 'em were average,
If people said my voice would b heard by the masses,
A dust head nicca from jerz,
I wouldn't grasp it,
Questions you can ask it,
Team'd up with tha classix,
Workn' on a classix,
Smash it 'n' that's it!
Maybe niccaz thought that my knees were gon buckle,
Newport in my mouf,
With 2 g's on my buckle,
Got mor now than them few g's when I hustle,
Spanish broad with thos 2 d's like I love you.
Sexy lady it was nice to know ya gota move on,
They can't shake my armor,
A nicca 2 strong,
I think niccas is shady,
But the coups is gone,
N you've been warned!

Clap, Clap,
This is the isssh I'm talkn bout right here.
Tryin' to get on my upliftin issh.
Let's spit at these niccas.

I tried to tell dudes,
Way back in 02'
That eventually the game would go back 2 being soulfool'd.
I mean soul-full,
While everythin' is woeful,
I tried to stay fresh,
Like whole foods on the pro tools.
Well mr. fab.
Wanna mention him,
He fell the fuak off, I won't mention him,
I only respect 1 fab,
N I'm friends wit him,
Phonte back'd out,
Niccas pump'd cents in him,
They wen't pump'd slugs in my little brother,
But dogg I still love Little Brother,
This other guy,
I ain't know who's dude,
Got glued 2 YouTube,
Hit Jin ask'd if he digest'd his food smooth!
How you beef with joey,
They queers without ears,
That say he ain't show without fear,
Nerve of tha young folk,
Yo simity sam,
It gettn gun hoe,
Nicca bank account got one 0,
He could snort lines wit his dick,
N wont cum dope,
They stringin you along,
Don't take it 'n' try to jump rope,
This is how you know you shouldn't feel glory,
'Cause I didn't even show, n it end up being a story, I'm sorry

Jus had 2 get that off my chest right quick,
Y'all in that mood yet?!
I want to thank everyone for there love 'n' support,
Thanks for coming out 2night,
Now gather around,
It's a celebration,
Mic check.

I need it 2 be known,
I'm grown,
I'm on some next issh,
Thinkin' all your $,
Texas, not a knecklace,
U got shoot at ma dukes,
Be4 the tec spits,
I don;t go out lookn for drama like the fed's did,
Music wit a message,
But I'm no backbacker,
Som vengenfullness in me,
But I'm no backstabba,
No balla in the stripclub,
I'm throwin' cash at her,
Tryin' to help shorte,
N her goals attach faster,
Was insecure when growin' up,
Niccas laugh'd at her,
Now she think she got som self worth,
'Cause her ass fatter,
I told her,
Give yourself your?
Next time they chain you up,
U can break through those,
Nicca call you out your name,
Mami break dude nose,
Got 2 cha were you goin' might take you slow,
Maybe ban it,
But never let'em make you fold,
Except your short comings,
Baby they gon make you home!

I'm Gone!

This is that stompin music!

Keep stompin to it...

Don't stop, keep stompin to it!