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i enter, i see how you hesitate 
I play with your heart ,cause we're in a game 
And i see how you're jealous when i'm with other man

Bad liar ,you're

Woa Woa Woa Woa! Woa Woa Woa Woa!
Ain't going by the book, niggas flipping pages Pocket full of money and a heart full of rage
Rage, rage, rage,

it
Most of these niggas be lame and losering
I just be playing the game, I'm cooling it
I took the blame, they said I was doing it
I know my soul is

antifreeze-laced steak by the pound
And locked his ten bodyguard in a stolen van, with duct tape
Naked with man one and two watchin' 
They don't want that fate

Life's a Bitch

Mac Dre

Stupid Doo Doo Dumb

1998

in the pen getting 
their ass dug out over some hop or a pack of Kamels
But that's the game home boy and every move you make is a gamble
Them squares

I'm still a part of your plans
Take heed to this information devoted and dedicated
With God yeah I'm liberated from fear and hesitation
My life is by

questions 
Shit I ain't ask enough
My past is rough 
And fuck all that chitter chatter to rappers that you gassing up 
I've done shows with two in the crowd

the Lord's shield, the blood of Christ is my forcefield, married to life I ain't even tryna find out how divorce feel, but if the boy killed See me in

a couple hearts
Temptations but Your boy stay focused
Back in August I was down but I'm back now
Eyes on the prize, music is my life now
Couple silly rappers

for the boy kept in check
By the love of his life that used him for check
Had to roll me up one, solo, ain't a sess
Got my heart big and strong like

living in some crazy times
You see the tiger in my eyes
I got a lion as a heart
Patrick Beverly just had to play my part
In the water I'm the Loch Ness

slice"
Stupid motherfucker sits home and plays video games
Barely eats, with the boys, that is something he hates
It's 8 pm, gotta do my school work

that drug user music
Pimping I cant't feel that
Eighty six baby fool
Hustle in my DNA
Take me to Medellin
Ten thousand keys a breeze
Country boy plugged

heart to be a pussy
Always been a pro
Too much game to be a rookie
Been getting money
Polo when im feeling bummy
Getting to the bread
And u cant take

Are you ready to dive?

Boy, you are strange
You ain’t tough as you claim
Give me everything back
Get out of my way 
My heart ... It was crippled by

happen at night
Fun is in the heart of the kid
The globe is one of a kind
The toy for who's mind
Ranks the highest
Game of attention
Popularity bested
Is

always keep growing

AnxieTY
Always fighting ME
You will never SEE
How it is being ME

Boy I wanna change the game
I will never be the same
Gotta go

If I Could Do it Again

Corey Smith

The Broken Record

2011

I'd wake up covered in sand with that bottle in my hand
Then I'd go for a swim and start drinkin' again
Oh I'd break all the rules, just like I used

Rock wit U

DJ Jazzy Jeff

The Beat Generation: 10th Anniversary Collection

2011

Rock wit u

Amazed to find someone so fine
Up in here alone, I feel im bout to lose my mind
Was gonna spend the evening with my crew
Had no idea I

will break your heart, but only if you let her
A boy shoots you down, despite all your letters
Drowning in apologies, and unisex sweaters
And I only ever

Got the rap game cleaned with a reverence
And if we talking bout beats we can go
Bando, my midi got enough keys for bankroll
New flow courtesy

started, yeah
Pull up to the party like where everybody mama at
Drop dead gorgeous look like everybody had a heart attack
Look at these lame ass boys

your move
This a game I don't plan to lose
On my own, you can't walk in my shoes
Scars on my face, while my hands are all bruised
Fought for the world,

quickenings, it would make my heart pound
Like Ba-boom
I'd tell it slow down baby
Imagining our wedding wit four brown babies
Hit her with the BeBe like "
I'm