Nascent - If All Else Fails lyrics

[Intro - Joe Budden - talking] Mic check, one two, one two This what the f** I'm talkin about right here though You ready Parks? [Verse 1 - Joe Budden] Check it (woo!), if all else fails, I get back to what I know Ratchet for my foes (uh), watchin for informants, take a stab at it with snow Long john jacket for the cold, some habits are hard to outgrow I work so hard, you think the studio's my lodge inn If all else fails (what?) I don't have a doubt that I'd be back in that studio apartment Gettin it in, closet size living room and the kitchen's my den Playin lotto, hopin numbers'll save the day Back to price checking, back to layaways Since I ain't never hit nothin like a bad fadeaway Back to the corner, takin a bag of haze to face Basic flow, when I tried to get my cake to grow (what?) I hit the pawn shop and turn into Trader Joe Sheisty kid, yack ya j**els while they glistenin Snatch the hearing aid from a senior, while they listenin If all else fail, don't know where I'd be Scratch that, probably at home, nowhere to be Or probably f**in a broad that, I treat like a floor mat Ugly enough to cover her face when a gauze pad (uh) And that's a step down from my New York rat That ride it like a horse back (uh), with the horse back But it won't fail, so if you try to rob the kid Banana clips by the bed'll put a stop to it Nevermind that, first you gotta beat the guard I can change the channel on my TV and see the yard If it all failed, I'm ready for the scam Forgin fake checks screamin �Catch Me If You Can� If all else fails, I'd be out pullin Jerz capers Knowin me, I'd be best friends with my worst haters Uh, I'd be dustin off the AR or be behind state bars, for jackin a bait car If all failed, I'd be right back in them block cyphers Just to show these local n***as I'm a lot nicer Cause the less you succeed, the more you loved for it While the more you achieve, the more you snubbed for it If all else failed and my pockets were empty Everything I despised, I'd probably envy Ignorant sh** rappers floss that offends me Cause I wouldn't be able to attain it, it would tempt me Frontin in my man's Maserati I might bag somethin with a modest body, from a college party Next morning hungover so she can't remember I would deck my whole crib out from Rent-A-Center If all else failed and I ain't get a break yet I'd get unemployment while collectin a paycheck Would it mean I wasn't built for the bright lights? Say goodbye to front row seats at fight night If it all failed, I'd have a pretty common future From a Chart House n***a to a Ramen noodler Would my girl say you no longer attract me Pack up all her sh** and head South with an athlete? My name would hold no weight, so I'd lose the perks OD on OxyContin, abuse the percs I'd be a felon gettin my scriptures tatted on (uh) First 48 star gettin ratted on If all else fails, I wouldn't take precaution New hooptie every month would be my way of flossin And the crib would be an all night party With six baby moms, then I'd Jet 'em like Cromartie Uh, fantasizin the girls I could of dated Hood referrin to 'em as the one that could of made it Uh, I'd be the only one who cares Or am I just recitin my fears as they appear? Shouldn't of even put the idea in the air Cause it's not possible, let's make that clear baby (ta)