Lyrics:
was their
Motivation ?
There's something wrong with this generation
Probably too many jabs stabbed in our system
Stabbed in the back by the system
Too
on his feet, every color sneaks
Funny thing about the streets, nigga, everybody beef
His cousin threw him in the game so he could make his moves
He got
(from) your ideal
When the window is opened, The wind,
the sunrise, overflowing sound, will always be by your side. ah
At times when you want to run away
fucking myth
So you're the righteous fist of the civilized
The sword against the horde
Or just a pasty fuck with a martyr complex
Obsessed with games
to the game o (better charge it)
Diving under
Lightning, thunder
Still here
But I don't care no sonder (I don't care)
No time for sleep or for slumber
WC that's
I don't wanna lie no more, deceit from me tends to hold me from the light
Contemplating the nights when I had you by my side, it's alright, it's okay
off your presence
Oh you got me so used to you
Hope your lonely now
And by no one's side
If it ain't me, if it ain't me
We were like birds of a feather
Feel life wasting away
Work to the bone day by day
My mortality creeping
Death is fucking speaking to me
Echoing dread
Whispers through my head
ones
And slander with high-brow
So many disparaging remarks
Even started tossing character darts
All this clam chatter in a dice game
Crooked faces is
wanna hear nothing, y'all wasted
Washed up in the game, no pay cheque
I'm 28 and got my third house waiting
Take your time with the build, I'm patient
Yea
Let me talk from my heart
Give me a second and listen
I know that your love restricted by bullshit conditioned traditions
I respect the above
was blurred
Judge a man by the action not just simply on words
Based my standing in the game on the promise i heard
I Made sure all the beats and all
with me, ridin' in the old school caddy
But bitch this ain't no game hoe, naw this ain't E.A.
I ain't turnin' around soon as I hop on the freeway
I'm
out the door
Had to get em in a dash
Hoes be in a line
Number thotties by the sash
Say they wantin more
Need my 100s in a flash
Everybody on my dick
But
one ever be me
And you think it's fun and games until you see me on yo tv
If that nigga want some smoke tell that nigga he can see me
Bitches weird man
Welcome everybody for the final chapter
Once again there is gonna be a disaster
Getting in hard and then getting faster
By the end of this you will
Lord, if they only knew them nights it took
Burnt candles by the dozen to ignite the soul fire
Sheer energy to release to melt the heart
Mind
I don't like to pass the ball a lot
Underneath my anger is pain that my father fought
I'm Michael Jordan with the last shot
Don't get distracted by
yet, when does it end?
Took my whole life to admit
Life ain’t about fitting in
I’d be surrounded by friends
Feeling like i was alone
This mansion that
phone keeps on ringin
Freddy Krueger in your dreams, no, it ain't no way you sleepin
Music's on the rise if you never changed, you'd be by my side like
connecting flights
Still we rise
Playing a game of snakes and ladders
And know the flow dey hot like Alausa rice ofada
With the top-down middle finger up like
Wasn't until I developed obsessions
Started to live in the booth
Locked in with Chxll and he showed me the game
Eventually my numbers shot through the roof
I carry you
Unto the glory burned by sin
I will follow
Until the blood flows through again
I shepherd you
From the hell that's caving in
I will hold
Omething has changed within me
Something is not the same
I'm through with playing by the rules
Of someone else's game
Too late for second-guessing
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