Now Or Never lyrics - Joe Budden

[Hook: Emanny & Royce da 5'9"]

Racing time, it's now or never

Here we are, here forever

(You can eat our dust, we're playing ring around the world)

[Verse 1: Joe Budden]

Nah, this ain't the story of a soldier

It's the story of a nigga they counted as being over

It's just the story of Joseph

A new birth, so if you counted me out

On one hand you understand me but still you had one hand free

I used to do this to feed my son and my family

Now you need those other 5 fingers, they might come in handy

Sprinkle your weed on your blunts

Got haters breaking world records for the most words eaten at once

Just getting out of my self's way, been a sucker to slavery

Fucked fear without a condom, had a baby named Bravery

Old head said, give em murder on the beats

And fuck going commercial, make commercial go me

If it's a hurdle I'm a leap, niggas ain't threats anyway

Odds ain't in my favor, but I'm taking bets anyway

Wasn't with me in the gym in Jersey, lost his team

But none of my shots touched the Nets anyway

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Joe Budden]

Remember him, Jerz kid, new to some, old face

Fans matured, so did I, now my words, [?]

Nerve of them doubting I, probably had no faith

Figured I'd be rapper after the fact that we're soul mates

Long ago I done been enlightening to ya'll

But they was getting fresh air when the writing was on the wall

Was fucked up a while, smoking 2 packs a day

But never mind that, rather talk about some accolades

Got rich twice, he got clean twice

Put hood bitches on covers of magazines twice

When they say it's play favorites, shit don't seem right

And my fans looking confused like fuck you mean he ain't nice?

I've stared death in the eyes without shades on

Blink once, open my eyes and they was gone

Ignore the chatter and my crabs in the bucket turned to lobster on the platter

None of you niggas matter

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Joe Budden]

This here is the victory lap and yet I ain't even win

Where do I begin? How bout when they wouldn't let me in?

Won't address that setback, passed that shit

I got the blackball and behind the back passed that shit

Concerned with getting my pay up

Some never thought he'd be hot, figured I'd just lay up

But I don't take the easy shot, from the grimiest Tabernacle

My peers can respect this bad apple

[Hook]

[Outro: Joe Budden]

Never thought we'd be back here right?

Never thought we'd be back, hold up

Let my guitars ride out

Just a moody motherfucker

That MME shit, we on it

If by chance I'm past my prime I'm tryna lap it