Not much to say, but Budden drops a dope verse.

Lyrics Posted On JoeBuddenTv Forums by SweetTisGod:

Wanna talk about bars, mine leave it be
Never needed an A&R, mine needed me
It’s 1 thing in this world I can’t stomachs a fake
You tryna stop what aint come with a brake
Some of yall made a mistake
Some of yall been deprived aint seen the skill
Just got the truck customized, got a meaner grill
Told baby just being real leave her
Get balls in your mouth, I spoke to her like Serena Will
Top back, top cats get a beating
Saying you’re the best, should stop it, it’s misleading
Cuz I might cock back to get even
It’s not a wet dream, you just getting shot at while you sleeping
Feeling like the game can’t be weaker
It’s why, homie rarely do the cameos and features
I’m good with my insanity and fevers
Cuz Pac looking from heaven saying “They aint understand me neither”
Wanna play it aint worth it
Maybe why I’m feeling like ‘Ye, you prolly won an award, but you aint deserve it
Circa 01 homeboy, he a vet
Leave em deep regrets like they Tila Tequila’s neck
You past your prime, I aint spit ether yet
You need a major, I just need an ethernet
Word on the street I made the OG’s be upset
Cuz I’m a student of the game, not a teacher’s pet

The OFFICIAL video for Slaughterhouse (Royce Da 5’9″, Crooked I, Joe Budden, Joell Ortiz) “The One” produced by DJ Khalil off of the self titled album dropping on August 11th! The single is available on Itunes now, and be sure to pick up the album when it drops to support real hip hop! They are currently on tour for the Rock The Bells hip hop festival, you can check the dates and locations on the site. SLAUGHTERHOUSEEEEEE!

Joe Budden & Royce Da 5’9 both spit over this beat separately, and I figured I’d mix the verses together for anyone that might want it. The Royce version is off his mixtape Bar Exam 3, and it features Kid Vishis. The original beat is from the Red Cafe song, “Hottest In The Hood”.

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Version with Budden, Royce, Kid Vishis on Zshare

Joe Budden – Hottest In The Hood Lyrics
Credit: www.agentspits.com

The game don’t need changin
It just needs to be remodeled or renovated
Yeah it need to be renovated
Said it twice, felt I had to reiterate it
You can’t rap, bump Joe, I can demonstrate it
Since I made it, changed my whole outlook on music
If it don’t make sense don’t make it
Wit no resources, options eliminated
Still look at all the income I generated
Been degraded, now I’m imitated
But I’m too real, there’s no show, you can’t syndicate it
I know why they out there tryna mimic greatness
Cause when they look in the mirror they get intimidated
And that’s real appalling
They tried to blackball me I went and got a deal through Spaulding
Don’t play wit’ a vet, place bets I’m fly
You Farve, Bret, just get out the way of a Jet
Tee chucks is mean, like my deluxe with a beam
Get you clipped from the touch of a screen
If it ain’t about a buck or a C.R.E.A.M.
Then my mind get Christina Milian
Dog fuck your Dream, go ahead oust yourself
Go to the top of the Empire State and Ron Browz yourself
Got the brain of genius, lie like a crooks mouth
Drive like a dope boy, eyes of a lookout
Great accountant, everythings off the books now
Temper of a shooter, no prints on the Ruger
And they’ll put it on my tab
And they’ll treat you like a new outfit
They’ll fold you and put you in a bag, dag
Hit the mall hard, ball hard, spending more yards
I’m a Nordstrom’s second floor star
Check the score card, homies hate that I ball hog
But can’t Street Fight with Balrog
From store robber to for sure copper
With a model, a jaw dropper, drawl dropper
And I let her walk in first to make sure I got her
Cause y’all won’t even get a hello when y’all stop her
Between old timers, and those minors
There’s no rhymes, but to they credit they need co-signers
Done beefin’, won’t respond to nobody
That’s a lie, just won’t respond to a nobody
See I’m just tryna pave the way
Get away from my ways, or put a new play on stage
Cause I used to cook up on a day to day
Put it in a pot, this is way before Rachel Ray
In a fashion, But I ain’t on the ‘Swagger’ van
Gave half a damn, when my aunt dated Dapper Dan
But If I see jewels (Juelz) on a dull lame
I’ma take his face off so he can rep the Skull Gang
Catch me when I’m flaring up
And I’ma make sure that when it All Falls Down, you staring up
Ain’t got a real chance
Your swag is like Real and Chance
I need about a few Mill in advance
I grind to earn me a bag of soft money
Pad and loft money, Bernie Madoff money
To see how a few dudes hate
I make more than a yearly income off my Youtube page
I think the haters love him, fans hate him
Chicks mad at his chicks ass, they can’t date him
Why carry tools, get mad at fools
And in New York they just a zero
Call em’ Larry Hughes
It’s the best rapper in the world wide web
And you can tell the world I said
Take off the wide web and it still applies
Sad part is I’m still on the rise
Check me out now

This was easily one of my favorite songs off Padded Room, and it’s good to see a music video for it. Some people were let down by it, but I don’t think the video is bad at all, it’s not amazing by any means, but I enjoyed watching it.  The model in the video is Milani Rose, and she’s pretty hot, so that was a plus. I don’t really watch music videos often no matter how good they are, so I don’t know what some people expect when it comes to music videos, especially when you’re working on a limited budget. These days everyone thinks they are a director, producer, artist, etc and always thinks they could do things better if they had the opportunity, but it’s a lot easier said then done. Enjoy the vid for what it is, and if you still haven’t figured out what this song is about, then maybe the video will help you a little bit.

Check out these other recent Joe Budden Music Videos.

Joe Budden – In My Sleep
Slaughterhouse – Move On

Joe Budden and Saigon speak over the radio on Shade 45 with Angela Yee. The beef is over, they talk possible collab, and more. If you aren’t familiar with their beef, you can read my post Joe Budden vs Saigon to learn about it, and hear the disses.

Props to HipHopStan

Also check out this new song from New Jersey’s Meedah ft. Joe Budden – Ground Breaking Newz

Slaughterhouse – Wack MC’s on Zshare

Added: Budden lyrics, will try to get to the rest soon as I can.

Slaughterhouse – Wack MC’s Lyrics

Joe Budden:
Look, I’m the perfect one to show ya
All that slick talkin could be over
All it’s gon’ take’s a U-turn from the chauffeur
You test me, you just see
We mix hands with guns that’s the hood’s UFC
And me, I never had gear, but since last year
I swore not to cop nothin if it wasn’t cashmere
Dudes is salty I’m fond of the sodium
Anticipate the shots like Obama at the podium
Me and y’all nowhere near the same pedigree
Not in layman’s terms, hypothetically, metaphorically
Lyrically not especially, theoretically
I mean we just different genetically
They ain’t named me the champion yet
And so it’s, AC Jeans, Champion sweats
Homie this is just a thought for Donnie Walsh DJ’s
That don’t wanna play the best nigga in New York

Slaughterhouse just put out another track leaked by Budden last night on his forum. They are going back and forth every few bars in this very dope track. It’s always exciting to hear new material from these guys, and this track is fresh out of the studio. Crooked makes mention of his recently being shot. Royce also throws out a dope line to the people hating on Joe Budden’s girl, “You mad at Tahiri, cause ya ass ain’t famous, get it nigga, ya ass ain’t famous“. I think they all ripped it in this track, and I hope I can make it out to see them perform at the Paid Dues Festival March 28th.

Slaughterhouse – Fight Club Zshare

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Slaughterhouse – Fight Club Lyrics
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still a few errros, if u know what they are drop a comment!

Crooked I:
Joey, no rules, gun shots no prob
No jewels, niggas say I got robbed
I’m still wearin my bling
And fuck 1st class I fly standin on Virgin America’s wing
Nuts hang, knockin down sky scrapers
Take a piss, make it rain, I’m the American dream
Make it rain I ain’t Pacman Jones
Nigga, balls and my word, all a black man owns

Joe Budden:
If you in that man zone, how you figure to gain
Can’t bowl a 300 in another niggas lane
Better aim, you dealin with a 7 – 10 split

Crooked I:
That’s Long Beach cause we on some 710 shit

Joell Ortiz:
I been nice since 227 man shit
I am sick, and I’m never gettin better that’s it
Give me somethin sharp to sever that prick
Like a group broke up I will dismember that click

Royce Da 5’9:
I’m a veteran remember that shit
We some internet rappers?
Then why you on our internet dicks
We’ll be there when it’s war callin
Either we high or we fly or the floor fallin
I’m a Tommy Gun, it ain’t no best
The rap game like the St. Louis vs New York battle, nobody won
A bunch of fuckin 2′s, and 3′s like zone defense

Joe Budden:
Please get at dude’s Ortiz

Joell Ortiz:
Nah you beast em

Joe Budden:
Hold up, won’t stop, can’t stop, thank pops
Hard headed, gotta hit a wall first like a bank shot
Get it clear, a coke head’s a thin line between friend or foe
Won’t let this shit disappear
This fiscal year, I’ma stay hot buzzin
With dude’s that help me shoot like A-rod cousin
walk in my shoes and ya feet get callus
From Jersey City to Caesar’s Palace
I speak with malice just to make sure the streets get salvaged
Real talk where would all of us be without it
Slaughterhouse no fear, too many dudes Tyson Chandler
Tried to leave their team and went nowhere

Crooked I:
Like Tyson Chandler in the past niggas on some bullshit
Royce tell Preme I got a full clip
Niggas used to run when they saw Suge’s face
Faster then Joey and Joell in a foot race
Now you ask me where the incident took place
Don’t check the internet check hood space
You dealin with some intelligent creatures
I don’t touch guns I draw with telekinesis
No finger prints on Crooked’s mag
I’m mixed with good and bad like the Goodfellas and Jesus
First Biggie and Jay made it
I’ll leave a bandana at your murder and make it gang related
The bitch at the Shoney’s told me homie

Joell Ortiz:
Ortiz I’m the one and only
Pick a spot, I pick apart you dudes who pick a part
This ain’t a movie, I feel bad like lookin at a pic of Pac
Niggas hearts gettin sparked, everytime I give an arc
To my wrist and it twists like a spliff when I’m sittin in the park
Tall corny niggas ain’t makin a bigger mark
I’m Boose ?? what I does got em runnin to get a narc
You guppies unlucky you in a tank with a shark
Teeth crooked like my dog who just finished a vicious bark

Royce Da 5’9:
Flick a dart through your top hat
Weak emcee’s you cannot rap
Freq’ where the drop at?
Now ya mad at Tahiri cause ya ass ain’t famous
Get it nigga? Ya ass ain’t famous
Quit talkin about me cause ya ass ain’t dangerous
They call me Hustler cause my mag game henious
Show up to Detroit thinkin everybody loves you
And I’ma come and show you that your ass ain’t Raymond
Dumbin every line, me fuckin bitches is like the cops
After a murder they comin everytime
Shelltoes, and ??? Jacket, the contractor
Still pushin elbows like a linebacker
And ya’ll playin, my world wide bitches
On my world wide watch I call it the broad band

KarmaloopTV interviews Joe Budden. He speaks on breaking into the industry, the state of hip hop, and his new album Padded Room. The album just came out February 24th, and the fans are loving it. If you haven’t heard it yet, read what I thought about the album, and how to purchase it here. And if you’re a Karmaloop shopper, be sure to get all the latest codes to save @ KarmaloopCodes.com

I just got my copy of Joe Budden’s 2nd official album, Padded Room, that the fans have been waiting 6 years for, and I am definitely happy with the final product. The album leaked last week, and I felt no guilt about downloading it, since I had pre-ordered it many months ago. After hearing the album a few times now, I can honestly say that it gets better every time I hear it. If you listen to the album briefly, or skim through it real quick, chances are you won’t get to fully appreciate it, and you will be missing out on some great hip hop music. Padded Room is a concept album, and some songs are linked to eachother, and there is a lot of hidden meanings behind the lyrics, so not everything you hear is what you might think it is. Budden is one of the most underrated artists of all time, and people are quick to talk about his lack of record sales, but if you take record sales out of the picture, he is one of the best rappers out. The album is definitely worth spending a few bucks on, and showing support for some real hip hop music.

Padded Room First Week Sales: 13,561 (According to HipHopDX)
I predicted he would sell around 10k first week. This is a good number for an independent release, with no music video out, and very little promotion. Even if he would have sold 10 records total, the album is great, and I’d recommend it to anyone.

Padded Room will be in stores February 24th, and you can buy it online
@ Amalgam Digital, Amazon, Best Buy, and Itunes.

I’m gonna try to add the lyrics to all the songs as soon as I can, so be sure to check back for those.

Joe Budden – Padded Room Tracklisting & Production Credits:
1. Now I Lay (Produced By Blastah Beats)
2. The Future Ft. The Game (Produced By Fyu-Chur)
3. If I Gotta Go (Produced By The Klasix)
4. Don’t Make Me (Produced By Blastah Beats)
5. Blood On The Wall (Produced By Moss)
6. In My Sleep (Produced By The Klasix)
7. Exxxes (Produced By The Klasix)
8. I Couldn’t Help It (Produced By The Klasix)
9. Adrenaline (Produced By Dub B)
10. Happy Holidays Ft. Emanny (Produced By Qwan)
11. Do Tell (Produced By Blastah Beats)
12. Angel In My Life (Produced By Blastah Beats)
13. Pray For Me (Produced By Versatile And Dilemma)

Budden just posted this song on his website’s forums, and the official video should be coming soon. This is a single from Padded Room, which will be here February 24th. After hearing this song, and seeing theories about the lyrics, I have a whole new appreciation for it. Not everything you hear in the song is what you’d think at first, but everything means something, according to Joe Budden himself. This song has people trying to guess what he’s really talking about with certain parts, and it’s interesting to hear what they’re coming up with. Can you figure out who “The Man Walkin On Water“, “Bum With A Mansion“, “Virgin With Aids“, or the “Man With No Ears” are? There’s a lot of crazy hidden messages in the song, that I’m still clueless about, but you can read more theories on the JoeBuddenTv.com Forums, if you wanna get some ideas.

Stream it now @ AmalgamDigital.com/Blog or on  Zshare

Joe Budden – In My Sleep Lyrics (props to Nilly)
Baby girl told me in my sleep I was talkin
So it’s only natural I asked her “what I said?”
She said she woke up when she heard
But she was so damn tired she couldn’t make out a word
She said she was trying to see if eventually if I would scream the name of a bird
I told her “that’s absurd”
And then gave her the face like “word?!”
And then she replied “yeah”
Said “it was quite weird”, said she was type scared
I said “that’s the side effect that you get when you trade bad dreams for some great nightmares”
When I close my eyes, I escape the poltergeist
My escape from reality just what I needed
Brings me to a place where shorty never cheated
And even if she tried and succeeded
In this other world I wouldn’t even get heated
Fuck the details, I don’t care about why
I’m chillin with my grandmother, she aint die
I was browsing online and seen Mike on that banner
And said “you can be like me and beat cancer”
Anything I touched I feel
Know its fiction but it seems so real
Was leaving out the casino with a nympho
Yes Ray it can be so simple
Here’s how I avoid problem with my kin folk
Learn how to build me a house with no win
dows.. and that’s when I think I saw a ribbon in the sky but it wasn’t from an in
tro… cuz where I’m at there’s no rumors or gossip but still got love for Miss In
fo… she said in my sleep I be laughing, but shit seem funny to me
My ice cream was 200 degrees
If It tricked I’d get a hole in my dungarees
See my animinoty is my protection
And me and hip hop have no connection
Which got me to reflecting
Is that why the mirror don’t show my reflection
When I close my eyes there’s no dollar
So we can stretch that one as an excuse
Of why folks do the things they do
Or why people act so brand new?
I had wings on flying outta prison with a ratchet
Was only there cuz someone snitched
No ones poor but no ones rich
Just my way of creeping if life’s a bitch
Took a walk on the ceiling just to get my mind right
That was yesterday… so in hindsight
Since I was able to haul off
I took it as God telling my I’ll never fall off
Got rid of the name brands and the jewelry
Most people just use it as medicine
Like it takes them somewhere they ain’t never been
But here you better off not better then
Stuck in the room with an elephant
Open the closet and dapped up my skeleton
Had a convo with a man with no ears
And all of a sudden everything became so clear
Have no fear
I just bought a first class trip to nowhere, everybody goes there
But they don’t stay the whole year,
Me I got 365 shows there
My girl said in my sleep I be walking, so I ask baby “where I go?”
She said I be walking slow,
She don’t ever wanna get outta bed so she don’t know
I went to see a man walking on water
Asked if he’d ever get things back in order
I been there two years over a quarter
But every time I open my eyes it’s like torture
He said “please I gave you a whole other world for you to go do with as you please
Just so you appeased mixed with a couple of signs bout real life while you make believe”
So I teleported outta there with a grin
Met a bum with a mansion that invited me in
Then we politiced about politics
He mentioned def jam but I ain’t acknowledge it
I went to see a virgin with AIDS, yea I thought about smashing that
Yea her ass was fat, so appealing
Tattoo on her inner thigh that said “she was doin better then she was feeling”
I think I seen shorty before, maybe in the club or something
Maybe in VIP, but wasn’t nobody there but me
And the club was all red, and she started playing with my head
And then I came
Then I asked shorty whats her name and it was weird
Cuz she fucked around and disappeared
Like what a cruel joke
Cig lit but from it was no smoke
Flicked in the ashtray and seen Stack’s face
Slashed to a school hallway on a half day
Was getting chased, couldn’t tell by who
Then the hallway turned into a cliff
Screamin “piff” before I was dead
Somehow I jumped my ass up out that bed
Then baby girl told me in my sleep I was screaming
So I said “that’s a lie”
She put her right hand in the sky
And said “you was but I don’t know why”
Gotta go, goodbye..