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Don't Hate the Player

Looptroop

The Struggle Continues

2002

but it's rough to be small time
Ok, two can play that game, I'll shake your hand and smile, fuck it
Say, nothing man, I'm working in my high so cut it

I ain't have shit, but a bad day
Wake up in the morning do my damn thang
3 hours in the shower?-ain't it a damn shame
My only motivation when I'm

Momma said ain't nothing more valuable then ya soul
Don't throw away forever chasing momentary gold
See there's more to life than money yes it's cool

to be getting played
So I play bad, they can stay mad
Cause a good man never finish the race

And we all got our demons
But most of us never learn how

Church CD
It's GUWF, Architects of sound
We blend Al Farabi & Mozart, profound
Super cool daddy your kids won't scare
Like Albert E equals MC squared
5-0

off the spinach, aye
Lil bitch stay fuck from out my business, whore
I poured my last, I'm gone need more
She like it when I fuck her hardcore
I got

Guess it's true I'm afraid to lose you
So that's why I've been trying to play it cool
But your lips made it so hard for me, to stick by my rules

growth for this king
Emotionless with the cling


Wrapping pebbles by sink
Skipping stones and skipping school
But this boy is no fool
He use his mind

never make it
At least we'll say we tried

Laughter from the hallway
Where we both used to play
I have to go to school now
But you ask me to stay

Life's

that's what they call men
Know what they want
See it written on their face
Know you see it too
Sad thing is
It's cool with you
They got what you want
I got

or Janitor

I don't play guitar very well
But I do it anyway
I didn't study art or language
School I associate with anguish
I'm a self-taught jester in this

Play the chords
The swam in the ears
Of the old douglas firs
Swayed on for years 
In a cool summer breeze

I know the tune
But I can't replicate

play by the rules
Boy better keep his cool, cause we clutching too
I came from dirty pants now my diamonds dance (Now look how I do it)
Now I'm counting

means

I sent you a message in text
I tried Facetime and Skype and Facebook Messenger next
You know it shows me exactly when you read
I'm not a stalker

Aye
I'm a big nigga
In the paint like
Serge Ibaka
If he try play with me, I'll hit em
With a binka' banka'
Big glock
And big stick
Stay up on my hip

right on aching
I sway and swerve, then lose my nerve
And make the same mistakes

I'm gonna have to play it cool and pass it off like I just don't care

feelings, I think i got a issue
Life keeps on going so I must continue
Can't stop won't stop
Yea ima lit foo
Yea Ima stay cool
I play by own rules
Cause

I'll be devastated

We, don't play no games, we cool
That's just what we do
Without you I'd be lost again

Yeah, I
I feel so alone
I'm so glad that I

em' chill because it never pay
And he fighting cases in and out, hope he get away
Told em' if he got nowhere to go, I'ma let em' stay
Patience is

capping on God
On a cold dark night I was working on God

Never had a pot to piss in so am used to it
Never met a women of my dreams but am cool with it
If

that
Was down by the river
Go out into the land understand
I am the giver got my quiver full of raps
And I'm ready to attack
Brought along some books in

motion
Clout chasing for promotion
So I'm yelling timber - yelling timber on them fools
Aye
You ain't got it
You ain't got it
You ain't cool
Aye
If you

motion
Clout chasing for promotion
So I'm yelling timber - yelling timber on them fools
Aye
You ain't got it
You ain't got it
You ain't cool
Aye
If you

Bitch bitch I’m ballin like the Knick you the type of bitch that stay in some shit I was no the grind you was steady chasin dick tryna take flick wit