Lyrics:
lose my dear and now I 'm gonna put u to shame
chorus
and it's a Lovely day the Hunter is captured by the prey
repeat once
I caught you babe I got
fighting
Rap it a hunters game
And the hunters gain
It a numbers game
So minus or gain
Only time you run the game
It when you turn to prey
I'm searching for
On that block late night, it's a scary game
Spider-Man, tryna bust my webs onna Mary Jane
Give me the rock and I'm balling out every game
Tryna get
angry even then
And he was angry even then
Educated by an Anglican clergyman
Old John Prince was a smart one
Until 1833 he lived in England
As a lawyer
don't mourn my niggas
Get on my niggas when it's real
Say word to Shawn my niggas
If I should die
Don't cry my niggas it's been one hell of a ride
don't mourn my niggas
Get on my niggas when it's real
Say word to Shawn my niggas
If I should die
Don't cry my niggas it's been one hell of a ride
guess...
It's not a fair game, everything fair game
Fame is the name of the game and the pain that it brings
Got em by the neck with a gold chain
Gold
the hallways, gettin' paid, dodgein' class like school days
I'm goin' all the way, I want it all my days
A lesson on pay, I can put you on game, I got
I don't care about numbers or even the shit that was told
Get to subtracting, a vampire hunter that's ready for action, I seen that you fold
2099,
limit
Under cover
Got another summer
To come and get me
Head hunter
With a hunter vision
Thats the murder business
I know it's many of enemies
Tryna fit
me Game I ain't one still I get paid like an athlete
Do the math after the math, Doc two in the bag
Lived up to expectations, Dre took me first in
First, you get yo swagga right
Then go stand right by that light
Let that light hit off that ice
Lookin' like you landin' flights
That shit there like
a blade at sacrament
Spitting in the eye of the lord
Hunter's game in the dark
And I'm my only target
Better men than me have done worse
No reason for
of bitches and money but none of em real
I'm packing the steel if it ever get to it then nigga I'm ready to kill
She wanna come hang with the gang can't show
Now, the festive season often gives
Us pause to ruminate
On the important things in life friends
Loved ones that time
Hordes of video game villains
away
Whenever I saw your face
When you grabbed me by my waist
Captured endlessly
Now I'm in too deep
Can't seem to escape the pain
You don't gotta
for the drama
I got no time for the politics
I do not care about names
They don't mean nothin' to me
I didn't get in the game to make friends
kicked the bass like an NFL punter
And scoped the booty like a big game hunter
I said to the girl, "Yo, you look tired
Let's go get some rest, relax by
phasing
I'm tired of saying that I'm maintaining
I wanna be, wanna be, wanna be
If the game shakes me or breaks me
I hope it do makes me a better man
Who forsake meals and sleep
To beat a game they only had a week, so peep
This for the gamers play a game and beat it
But won't stop till they unlock
All
up, get on the one way 'cause more Sundays hotter than Monday
Often gettin' trailed by cops, gotta get away by hittin them blocks
Got my glock, never
Expect to get rich tourin' and never do shit for it, man
I been historic so long, it's gettin' borin'
Multiple mansions to reside and switch foreigns,
of signs came
Music retail was a wise aim
In the early 20s blues defined the game the time frame
That black music was segregated and jazz climbed to fame
deceiving
God help me, betray me, the blood lust and beating
Just wanna play, just wanna play a new game
The hunter is in me, the doe is searching
Dash for
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