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Joe Budden – Skeletons lyrics
[Chorus:]
I got some skeletons locked in the closet, yea yea
And I’ve been dying dying just to find an outlet, yea yea
And I’m hoping that no one finds out about it, yea yea
Wishing maybe it will disappear but I doubt it, I doubt it
[Verse:]
I look over my shoulder not knowin’ where it’s coming from
But knowin’ that it’s coming I was buggin as a youngin,
Aow I’m running from a something that’ll even out my dumb decisions
The night I shot, and had him bleeding out his lungs and spittin
Do any sins go unforgiven? I hope not
‘Cause most of mine were hunger driven, nothing in my mother kitchen,
Stomach sounded like the clouds ignited and the thunder hittin’
So the wellest grew kid ended up with more than a couple missing
Still not a chef but now the cocaine forever cooking
I love kids, but now I’m selling to a pregnant woman
Stomach through the projects and the M, with a cup in my hand
Gun on my waist and I don’t give a fuck is my plan
You’ll never understand, my palms sweat
Followed by a shortness of breath then my heart jets and I ain’t find it calm yet
Go unless shorty sing
‘Cause ain’t no way in hell to save Joel
They bring enough to tell you everything
[Chorus:]
I got some skeletons locked in the closet, yea yea
And I’ve been dying dying just to find an outlet, yea yea
And I’m hoping that no one finds out about it, yea yea
Wishing maybe it will disappear but I doubt it, I doubt it
[Verse:]
Fuck all that rappin, I’mma let the conversation rock
I got skeletons in my closet
The living dead live in a nigga head behind a combination lock
When will the occupation stop and make it a vacant lot?
The black Mamba when I crack vodka, I’mma take a shot
And hope them stowaways go away before the anchor drops
Yo thanks a lot, I’m a bottle drinking nutcase
Government double xl behind M, I had the drunk face
I steadily dream about cleaning these demons out
In order to clean them out you gotta scream and shout all of your secrets out loud
It started as a kid at my school desk
Aced every quiz but I wanted to pass the cool test
Ain’t nothing cool about school, shopping at the thrift store
And living in an abandoned station wagon because you were piss poor
So I started stealing all of the clothes that the other kids wore
That’s when the skeletons moved into my mind on the 6th floor
And more came through Crooked I’s youth
I slowly started moving them out my closet into this mic booth
For real, bro
[Chorus:]
I got some skeletons locked in the closet, yea yea
And I’ve been dying dying just to find an outlet, yea yea
And I’m hoping that no one finds out about it, yea yea
Wishing maybe it will disappear but I doubt it, I doubt it
[Interlude:]
I thought I had it locked away til forever
But no memories fade away, they seem to stay
Comfortable in my conscience, you live in my dreams
They say time heals it all, then why’s bane still with me?
[Verse:]
See the problem is I know it all
Or maybe the problem is that I just show it all
Maybe didn’t think that I should be ashamed of my actions but really there’s no remorse
Maybe the Lord decided I suffered enough and let me live with no withdrawals
Then again I live with mean as He deem that I’m much too important to focus all
We could talk about pain 24/7, dog that’s my department
In a city blues cruise and I’m blastin that Marvin
Skeletons ain’t in my closet, that’s my apartment
And they like to hide behind thousand dollar fabrics and garments
It’s all bleaked in me
Tell my pop I ain’t bothered when he don’t speak to me, I love you but it’s weak to me
Oh one can’t, life’s short and there’s no excuse to do it
You was missing half my life dog, I’m kinda used to it
Modern day Son of Sam, judge but you don’t understand
Me against the world, I plan on winning, know I’m under man
Wanna see through the eyes of a monster? Look through my glasses tint
My room is a stadium, just take care of half the rent
[Chorus:]
I got some skeletons locked in the closet, yea yea
And I’ve been dying dying just to find an outlet, yea yea
And I’m hoping that no one finds out about it, yea yea
Wishing maybe it will disappear but I doubt it, I doubt it
I doubt it
I doubt it
I doubt it…
I got some skeletons locked in the closet, yea yea
And I’ve been dying dying just to find an outlet, yea yea
And I’m hoping that no one finds out about it, yea yea
Wishing maybe it will disappear but I doubt it, I doubt it
[Verse:]
I look over my shoulder not knowin’ where it’s coming from
But knowin’ that it’s coming I was buggin as a youngin,
Aow I’m running from a something that’ll even out my dumb decisions
The night I shot, and had him bleeding out his lungs and spittin
Do any sins go unforgiven? I hope not
‘Cause most of mine were hunger driven, nothing in my mother kitchen,
Stomach sounded like the clouds ignited and the thunder hittin’
So the wellest grew kid ended up with more than a couple missing
Still not a chef but now the cocaine forever cooking
I love kids, but now I’m selling to a pregnant woman
Stomach through the projects and the M, with a cup in my hand
Gun on my waist and I don’t give a fuck is my plan
You’ll never understand, my palms sweat
Followed by a shortness of breath then my heart jets and I ain’t find it calm yet
Go unless shorty sing
‘Cause ain’t no way in hell to save Joel
They bring enough to tell you everything
[Chorus:]
I got some skeletons locked in the closet, yea yea
And I’ve been dying dying just to find an outlet, yea yea
And I’m hoping that no one finds out about it, yea yea
Wishing maybe it will disappear but I doubt it, I doubt it
[Verse:]
Fuck all that rappin, I’mma let the conversation rock
I got skeletons in my closet
The living dead live in a nigga head behind a combination lock
When will the occupation stop and make it a vacant lot?
The black Mamba when I crack vodka, I’mma take a shot
And hope them stowaways go away before the anchor drops
Yo thanks a lot, I’m a bottle drinking nutcase
Government double xl behind M, I had the drunk face
I steadily dream about cleaning these demons out
In order to clean them out you gotta scream and shout all of your secrets out loud
It started as a kid at my school desk
Aced every quiz but I wanted to pass the cool test
Ain’t nothing cool about school, shopping at the thrift store
And living in an abandoned station wagon because you were piss poor
So I started stealing all of the clothes that the other kids wore
That’s when the skeletons moved into my mind on the 6th floor
And more came through Crooked I’s youth
I slowly started moving them out my closet into this mic booth
For real, bro
[Chorus:]
I got some skeletons locked in the closet, yea yea
And I’ve been dying dying just to find an outlet, yea yea
And I’m hoping that no one finds out about it, yea yea
Wishing maybe it will disappear but I doubt it, I doubt it
[Interlude:]
I thought I had it locked away til forever
But no memories fade away, they seem to stay
Comfortable in my conscience, you live in my dreams
They say time heals it all, then why’s bane still with me?
[Verse:]
See the problem is I know it all
Or maybe the problem is that I just show it all
Maybe didn’t think that I should be ashamed of my actions but really there’s no remorse
Maybe the Lord decided I suffered enough and let me live with no withdrawals
Then again I live with mean as He deem that I’m much too important to focus all
We could talk about pain 24/7, dog that’s my department
In a city blues cruise and I’m blastin that Marvin
Skeletons ain’t in my closet, that’s my apartment
And they like to hide behind thousand dollar fabrics and garments
It’s all bleaked in me
Tell my pop I ain’t bothered when he don’t speak to me, I love you but it’s weak to me
Oh one can’t, life’s short and there’s no excuse to do it
You was missing half my life dog, I’m kinda used to it
Modern day Son of Sam, judge but you don’t understand
Me against the world, I plan on winning, know I’m under man
Wanna see through the eyes of a monster? Look through my glasses tint
My room is a stadium, just take care of half the rent
[Chorus:]
I got some skeletons locked in the closet, yea yea
And I’ve been dying dying just to find an outlet, yea yea
And I’m hoping that no one finds out about it, yea yea
Wishing maybe it will disappear but I doubt it, I doubt it
I doubt it
I doubt it
I doubt it…
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