Lyrics:
Dibnah and your haircut's crap
You're in a shouty band, you're not original, man
You're like the edgy version of something shit
Shouty Dibnah in an All
They think I've mastered the game 'cause dames scream my name with passion
I tell 'em stop flashin' and start stashin'
And we'll all get off
See that's a little Don Juan game
All across your chest like Sean John's name
Niggas tryna figure out since Kan' came
Who the rookie of the year:
Me
#This is the version from the original (norwegian)
#version of the album Red (UMD 86505 Universal 1997)
I saw her first
She came around
The day my
Hook:
Fame is not the game..its why I put it on my name..Soaring over unlimited levels..nothing was the same..Holy Spirit come in..let my appetite be
time
The K-K-Kid Rock, that is my name
And if you ask me again, I'll tell you the same
Who's to blame I don't really know
But my game's so tight I
before their time
The K-K-Kid Rock, that is my name
And if you ask me again, I'll tell you the same
Who's to blame I don't really know
But my game's
I be running cause I run the game
I'm the one where I'm from on my name
Throwing shade showing love's not the same
If they blow up or flop doesn't
respect, so everybody salute
And by the way Backspin, is my attribute
You may or may not, know who I am
But frankly my dear.. I don't give a damn!
You
been dismissed there's the door
Destroying territories like the city of
Pompei
Knockin' hittas out the game as if my name was deontay (bomb squad)
Got
part of the rap game
Your mom wants my last name
I fucked up her bed frame
Serial(Cereal) killer the way I get grain
And if I brought the mic then you'll
are fresh
'Cos you're a fish and I'm a water sign
My laid-back pimp walk is linear by design
Gold fronts soul I shotee now watch you shine
Me and C-Know
a problem or me in your space
Don't mention my name
Initiate Conversate
Flow on lock like I a put in a safe
Yeah I been away but you know I'm on the way
By
Gettin his dick sucked by Crackhead Lorraine
A fuckin shame, duke's a lame, what's his name?
Darkskin Jermaine, see what I mean?
*chorus* 2X (fades)
in the rain
Swear he put the G in Game, had the Gucci frame
Before Dana Dane, thought he ran with Kane
I can't recall his name (what was his name?) you
as His daughter
Thought about thinking bout it But why even bother
I was tired of the game now im more than just a baller
Got that everlasting treasure
still play the kind of games you can't pick up at Game Stop
From arcades to consoles, you name it I got those
Hop on the sticks and I shut it down pronto
to school
Talkin' bout pimp shit, you know whassup
I wonder if you mom'll let you play that stuff
Now you're flowin like your name is water
But I'm ten
bout money I'll see you later
My name is
That nigga that you need to know
I'm ready to blow
Kicking down the door
Of the game
It wasn't the same
Been
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
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
and day
You basic and original just like Lays
Switching up acting up
It's common nowadays
People say they like you
Then be speaking on your name
hijackings?
Soul rides by a vehicle
Low drive by a signal
Saw Christ by a miracle
Aren't just flaws
Unjust laws? It's just floors
A thugs' cause
It's like
When I hear wack rhymes I get fed up
Rap is like a set-up, a lot of games
A lot of suckers with colorful names
I'm so-and-so, I'm this, I'm that
Huh,
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