Un4Given-Joe Budden/Ransom

Un4Given - Joe Budden [Chorus - Metallica Sample] What I've felt what I've known never shined through in what I've shown never be never see won't see what might have been what I've felt what I've known never shined through in what I've shown never free never me so I dub thee unforgiven [Verse 1] Lets talk about the struggle, lets talk about the pain Some people say they love you, but that don't mean a thang Some folks is so naive, not me.. I go insane Some people dap you, they hug you.. they do it all in vain That's my depression talking.. maybe it's really real Maybe them doctors was right, and maybe I'm really ill See I can't really chill.. without feeling the guilt of me Stealing these pills ... Is anybody feeling me still? (Sh*t) except for the hood.. nobody told me, I ever couldn't Instead, I pushed.. back when they told me I never would Looking at me, like I was just a crook I express the hood, and what I see on the daily My scenery daily.... Task force.. B & E's daily A task y'all.. being me daily They want to put, 3 in me nail me This is stuff, you only read on The Daily Had product, but ain't supply it then.. High off more than w**d..so the product just got me higher than.. Product of my environment Look-at-where-they-put-me.. and look where they telling me I gotta be Stop and see, the robberies ..the poverty.. Naw fam, its not for me.. Its got to be, an opt atleast Without-dudes-gettin'-chased-by police So they gave us film, sport.. and the gift to make a hot CD Back to the wall, against the ropes.. Nothings believable, feezable.. they don't believe in you You've been verbally beaten to... A pulse, so the result to you think nothing is reachable Reasonable, I tell you dreams come true Yeah haters, even YOU! [Chorus] [Verse 2] Now take your hands, and wave 'em high They told me I can't, but I said "why?!" Like, ***** it, I'll try... NOT ***** it and die.. See, this is real emotion we deal wit' Often, and don't reveal it.. Often we stuff it inside, but I'm like ***** it.. lets ride.. I-- do what I do, because I do what I do what I feel THEY-- do what they do, in hopes of what they do.. they appeal They got a image, and a persona that they gotta fill That they better do, for revenue.. so labels will be thrilled Kind-of-feel like a wanted man... I can't talk to folk, cause when I ask 'em to trust me All-they-wanna-do-is-judge-me I'm feeling like they don't understand (I'm) feeling like ain't too many people friendly I feel like ain't too many people are what they pretend to be Cause I'm in that zone, when I feel alone Like everybody is against me I just feel like I'm worst enemy And naw, its not a cry for no sympathy I'm just thinkin' outloud, to a crowd-- I'm just tryna figure out some remedy Almost like every lesson, almost like every jewel, every tool.. That's ever been lent to me.. For the moment, is gone.. I'm like a new born.. I feel like a man wit' no memory.. Slow it down for a second, make sure I'm not losing you.. Or confusing you, I'm delusional Ever you never been there, then you have no idea what illusions do.. Through and through, I'm hoping none of these signs aren't vital.. Or none of these rhymes.. inside the recital.. Why do it mean, I'm suicidal? I'm ain't that Houston dude... But-- I'm a MANIAC! Don't get over, drunk or sober.. This the same way I'd act.. And I'm strivin' to pull together.. But atleast until these voices inside of me.. Go forever, be aloft- I'm liable to do whatever.. (c'mon!) [Chorus x2]