Tag: Terry Bradshaw

Joe Budden – Three lyrics

[Intro] When you stay ready you ain't gotta get ready, Parks. Understand that [Verse 1] Microphone check, it's something new y'all rage These views only prelude from the dude on stage I'm old school, so my mind is in a New York state Still feel like I'm the best rapper in the New York State Though I'm a Jersey City product, we like two doors away Maybe I'm just the best rapper whipping New York plates Indeed it be the God If Fetty is the face of New Jerz, then you see how badly we needed I Young doing it my way, that's Frank Sinatra I might hang with you bloggers, but I bang with the mobsters See me right in Hell's Kitchen having drinks over pasta Need the fake to love the real so let me thank you impostors Bicoastal early, y'all hit the Daytons and Impalas Started buzzing around the time...