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In the Likeness of You

Petra

Unseen Power

1992

righteousness
In Your likeness
In the likeness of You

Men dream of fortune and fame
Making the rules, naming the game
And men dream of things they can hold
Money

Ayy
Why am I losing my shit? Ayy
I guess I'm used to the naming
I guess I'm new to the game then
I guess their memory erasin'
We don't even like none

mean again
I've learned my lesson
All the memories 
I can never get over you
And the truth is...
I love you...

Us trying this, just trying to do this

From long ago
Perhaps all these memories are
Just me lying to myself with hyperbole
Perhaps this indoctrination theory is
Nothing but a scapegoat

tired of this fuckin' game

They tell me I'm based man, but I ain't no Bateman
Please bail me out of this nightmare
Used to play all them games when we

the jungle and out of the sane
Into the universe out of the game
Into reality out of the brain
You call it fantasy
But it's reality
You say it's madness I'm

that to understand this
It's done, rap game's done

My nigga told me if I ever stop rapping
The game lost Jordan, trade him to the Magic
Exhibit Based

Chemical warfare, biological game
Perturbated minds lethal human research
Scientifics performed test on human targets
Test subjects known as logs

yet to find
Maybe if we stick together
We could make this all easier to bare
But it seems hope is based in lies
Is the smile in the mirror your best

Wavy
Yeah
Yeah

Back of my mind you be racing
The back of my heart kinda vacant
See your man ain't right and his game ain't tight
At the back of your

Every night, wide-awake
Cold chill on my away, I sway that place
Every sound hit the based
Every beat, hit my ness, tiny sharks chew my heart
Never

I wish death to all my enemies
Who here can match this energy?
Happiness is a memory
Pain became a new remedy
What it look like showing clarity?
They

back

Why you naming all my secrets?
We gone have to back track
Just like how you kept me shh the truth ain't even half that
I know what you mean but if

days
And I wish we'd take it back to the fuckin old days
Mami what's up?

But you be playing games and making fun of me
And I ain't naming names but you

the same
Gettin tired of playin games

None of it was ever in vain
Would never call our memories lame

Pretending informations new
Cause I Know i cant erase

mother's a liar
Naming a newborn baby fatal
He and her and we play the same game
In this screenplay scripted, umbilical clipped the wings of birds that are

you forget
The look in your eyes, the secrets and lies
Better left unsaid

Oh, these memories
They're hammering my head
Or is it the liquor I shouldn't

Stay away from me
Handcuffs, the memory sounds

I got so much pain in my heart this is Lil B
Silent President the mixtape
Collect all this rare based

from the streets where his brother was slain
His mother's in pain. Something had changed
Made him swear not to be another thug in the game
He switched

Loves a game of poker
Not many kings and queens
But a whole lotta jokers
Life ain't what it seems
We all swim in fantaseas, some drown in a sea

Based on the decision that we all make,
We only start regretting when it's just too late,
Damn,

Can't keep playing these games,
Don't you try come down

God's Been Good

Trick Daddy

Thug Holiday

2002

And these young niggas don't respect the game no more

They don't see your name no more
They doin' they own lil' thangs though
Committin' sins, they know

dog saved us into the cave

Oh, ache for those caves
Oh, I miss the trains
Trying to remember the world inside of the game
by building Lego based on our

head though
Those memories are hard to forget so I reflect but it be
haunting me and shit could be stressful
It's in my head though
Crippling debt, I