Send Him Our Love-Joe Budden/Ransom

Send Him Our Love - Joe Budden [Intro: stack bundles] Listen! [Verse 1:] If you listen to this it's evident you trying to figure out if I'm dude Or maybe somebody told you I'm that dude Or maybe you one of the few that dissagree with me And got your own views about whos really that dude Well... The south movement got ten months left And come valentines day the game will merge to the west And I feel it's absurd that the east is the selling the less Screaming new york new york the pioneers is suppose to be the best You blaming all the vets on the current state of the game They won't retire so the generation just remain the same A bunch of oppurtunist that was giving oppurtunity Too make a difference in music but gave no oppurtunity Nothing new or fresh just the same a** sound Same ol' producers with the same a** sound Up and coming artist's got identity crisis Cause whenever you you the labels turn you away But when you me you think of a way To cast the criticisim aside get on a track say what the f**k you wanna say The radios gonna play whatever the listeners say it should And I want the listeners say they should indeeed they should Indeed I should smack a few niggas like suge But then they'll black mall me And the that's a long story no crossover so I wrote the crossover But if the album sellout I'd be considered a sellout The fans keep asking whens the album gonna come out Ask your local execs I'm out! [Pre chorus: sample] [Verse 2:] Look! What up ray was speechless I ain't no what too say Got the call like at 8 am with nate saying You had passed away I'm like why niggas stay playing Your myspace page playing I started my day aching It hit me like a tumor felt like it was too soon to Thought it was a rumor untill it wasn't a rumor Can't beleave that it's over But if god called you I ain't even mad at him he must have needed a soldier I was like your mentor you was like my friend NAH When I seen you I would treat you like my kin and more We use to scream f**k thease niggas like tim dogg You was the only rap ni**a I would fend for Was phiening for beats stuck between a dream and the streets You just wanted to be seen as elite Cause you loved far rock like I jersey so I feel ya But love something too much guaranteed it will kill ya for realer [Hook: Talking] Nah I mean... I remember we was in the studio doin... doin you know what will happend It was me you and core... You told me to keep my verses 16 But you know I can't do that I went ahead and gave them mad bars you was mad as f**k! You went and tried to strech your sh*t but I wasn't havng it though ni**a [Verse 3:] Rian squad keep your head up Remeber we would diss each other on tracks laugh about it when we met up I'm looking in your casket praying a ni**a get up For a minute I couldn't help too think that you was set up No matter who you are you gotta answer when the lord calling I told you go and f**k with jimmy that's before ballin' Go get your cash right hard to slow down livin the fast life I just heard you on flex show last night Like was it old beef or was you getting stuck up A line outside your funeral ran was really f**ked up And I was too but the difference is I was mourned all at the ignorant value of life that living gets Pulled the burner on you but you fought that dude I read the paper it said the pigs caught that dude It's sad another black man taking by a black hand Wish your last night in the club we could have saved your last dance God damn! [Hook: Talking] I remember like... I remember we was in cancun That was my first time out there in cancun Me and you was rolling together you talking about where the b**ches at Like ni**a I dunno your pose' to be the georgeous gangsta Don't ask me nothing I don't speak no spanish I love you ni**a! [Verse 4:] I know the kids really need you I keep telling em' pac wanted to sign biggie wanted to see you Pun wanted to cypher L' wanted you to bring some of that good cush up and get a little higher Go and help jam master j get the crowd a little hyper Or maybe freaky tah switched up and needed a ryder Maybe allyah single up there and needs a ryder I know you and rick james would set the studio on fire You in a better place up there at the pearly gates You can be the georgeous gangsta and niggas won't hate Some niggas tapped the bottle poured out a little hennesey I'm in the clouds screaming squad up in your memory [Hook: Talking] I remember you called me that day I think you was in far rock You had some b**ch in your car and your car broke down And you called me talking about do I got triple a and sh*t I'm like nah but atleast hat answer your question And you like what question? I'm like well I just heard a song of yours Talking about you wanted to know why she won't stay with you And she wanna go ride with a G' I love you ni**a!