[Chorus]

Come and take a walk with me...

I need all of y'all to come and take a walk with me...

I need for all of y'all to feel what I'm going through

And see what I see, if you got time to take a walk with me

Wait a minute now...

Shit ain't like I thought it would be

Come to jersey from new york with me

I know you busy...

But take the time out to walk with me

Pay attention on this tour with me

Maybe I'm seeing something wrong

Come along and make sure with me

Come and take a short walk with me

[Joe budden - verse 1]

Yo... I'm seeing a couple things wrong with the way that I'm living

So come and walk with me I just need a second opinion

Introduce you to my friends I got to see if you notice

If they loyal or if they all got an ulterior motive

See some snake niggaz, me and them don't deal anymore

Ever since I got signed I don't know whats real anymore

I'm paranoid so excuse me if I seem to be nervous

But everybody from my past now they trying to resurface

Trying to rekindle, they don't think I know they gone limo

I got cousins I never knew they trying to pass me a demo

Maybe I'm wrong, like I told you main I need your opinion

Me and him never spoke before so I don't see whats so different

Dudes I don't know they recognize me start extending they hand

And I'm tripping ready for beef when he was only a fan (why?)

Cause these niggaz in my hood say they don't like how I'm reppin'

Let me know how strongly you feel, will I be needing my weapon

As some sort of protection, should I carry a pen and pad

And ask everybody in the fucking hood for they suggestion

I'm letting the labels know that jersey city is gifted (dog)

When they didn't know that jersey city existed, but it's cool dog

Certain cats in jersey city so hateful (hateful)

And certain cats in jersey city ain't grateful (ain't grateful)

All they say is I don't chill anymore

Ever since I got signed they don't think I'm real anymore

I'm told I shouldn't be alone cause I'm a star in my hood

Something might happen now, they know who you are in the hood, they do

So I can't tell you how I feel anymore

Ever since I got signed I can't tell what's real anymore, you feelin' me dog

[Chorus]

[Joe budden - verse 2]

See to me it's heavy, but to you it may seem petty

Let's continue walking, I know you ain't tired already

I take you to meet my girl I got to see if you notice

If she love me or if the bitch got an alterial motive

Why am I hated cause I handle my business

Ain't got to look for a girl nowadays cause almost all these niggaz is bitches

See 'em often while we walking I'll show you the drug dealers

And some dudes that hate me word on the streets is they real killers dog

Where was the hate back when I wasn't on my feet

An alcoholic, school dropout, just a bum on the street

Where was the hate during my adolescence

Back when that psychiatrist was trying hard to get me on immanic depression so man

I don't recall none of this happenin' back then

And I don't understand I was still rappin' back then

So I got to ride with a gun

From trying to get my mom and pop up out of the slums and provide for my son

If you met my baby moms would you notice

If she was ready for a child of if her ass had an alterial motive

I don't know what she's teaching trey but everyday he get older

Angie's bitter and feel like now that I'm successful I owe her

Cause she would hold me so tight when I was ready to relapse

Tell me to relax, I ain't know no better straight out of rehab

Bottom line I was lonesome

But we was wrong for each other, angie I grown some

Got bigger issues, if you went to def jam would you notice

If they was out for my best interest or do they just see a dollar in joseph? (ugh)

Guess I ain't sure how I feel anymore

Ever since I got signed I can't tell what's real anymore

I mean them same record execs that wanted me in

Don't care that I'm the next nigga, they just wanna see spins I swear

Guess I ain't sure how I feel anymore

Ever since I got signed I can't tell what's real anymore, you feelin' me dog

[Chorus]