Lyrics:
think.
Oh by the way, which one's Pink?
And did we tell you the name of the game, boy,
We call it Riding the Gravy Train.
We're just knocked
Screen door cracked, the ball game on
Man on the porch singin' baritone
Tan line leads to that gentle place
Between her collarbone and her
Say no more,
If you want to kiss goodnight
That's alright by me
Close your door
Make sure the latch is tight
Fall gently to sleep
We don't
Okay
Where's the next
The rappers to this final column disconnects
No, let's change
Cause in the game, it's a steady aim
Fuck friends
Some of them
to drop a jewel on your brain
[Hook]
[Planet Asia]
My brother hit me on the game
Said that we original man
And we manifested here to spit
sure well well
Now ain't that somethin'
Six-pack stomach, flowers Caucasian, no milk bunnies
Doves outta Asia, weekend summer
So we can vibe out while
mountain you'll have to be strong
good must over come the struggle is long
in afrika and asia he went to civilize nations
yet in the land of liberty
name
Yahwe Yahweh Yahweh eh
He knows my name
Even though I think
That I am alone
I am feeling like I do not see him
Or feel him
By faith I know he is
again
And baby, I get mystified by how this city screams your name
And baby, I'm so terrified of if you ever walk away
I'd never walk Cornelia Street
katha yahan samapt hui
Aaj bhi hain dhundte teri sharan yeh
Asia atyachar sehte na samjhte yeh
Mere purvajo ki zindagi tabah hui
Darte darte unki katha
remember if she dropped a name or two?
Is the home team still on fire?
Do they still win all the games?
And by the way, did she mention my name?
Is
The party's over, the game is ended,
the dreams I dreamed went up in smoke.
They didn't pan out as I had intended;
I should know how to take
Watch them go, 'cause one be one they rise to fall
Hearts in tow; it's just a game; she's only having fun
She laughs and turns away surprised; she
it all now, it was wrong
Don't you think nineteen's too young
To be played by your dark, twisted games when I loved you so?
I should've known
You
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ
How do you want it?
How does it feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
How do you want it? (yeah)
How
Called "hard to get" by its real name
Makin' believe that you just don't feel the same
Oh Jane
Jane, you're playin' a game
You never can win girl
In the lonely, dead of midnight
In the dimness, of the twilight
By the streetlight, by the lamplight
I'll be around
In the sunlight, in
to your conceit
Playing you at your own game is going to make it complete
Oh, I've been shaken down by a spiteful child
Turn the tables 'round and it
We did it nothing the ghettoes the hoods the gutter
The streets made us along with pops & mother
Play game we not the same green the only color
the land
Bells in the temple, a buddah Reclines
Meanwhile to the east and again to the north
Shiva awaits in the sand
Smooth as leather - unchained by
the shower
Laughing by the hour
Life is such a breezy game
I love all kinds of weather
As log as we're together
Oh I love to hear you say my name
I
at a baseball game and they went on relief
The bank took away their diplomas, they locked them up inside
Of the chest and she moved away to Oklahoma
And got
me the chills, try to live quicker
I'm a different rapper when I get it, I'm
inside of the game
When I record I do it all, engineering the brain
I like
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