Lyrics:
Point to lose, why'all pay by duce
Chamdin, that's my name [come agian]
Proud of being black in the game
Surviving- yeah, life's a test
A test who,
loved music and games. He was supposed to ask for the hand of Isolde in the name of his uncle, King Marke. But love flamed up between them - though it was
gonna be a
I'll be a pusherman
I make moves and I'm gonna be a pusherman
They game is a nasty one
It never let's you get away
If you really fought
hell, celebratin our senior year
we had a trash bag full of cloths and a suitcase full of beers
We got pulled over by the Alabama state patrol
But they
Playing by the rules
The gods may throw a dice
Their minds as cold as ice
And someone way down here
Loses someone dear
The winner takes it all
The loser
a fool
Playing by the rules
The gods may throw a dice
Their minds as cold as ice
And someone way down here
Loses someone dear
The winner takes it
down, we real, we bang forever
Put in game down here, make change down here
'Coz I serve them fiends, that raw 'caine down here, yeah
And I done made my
big
I be stuttin' on that ass
Screech pop up out the dash
Beep, beep, who got the keys to the Caprice?
4/50 engine is obese
Pull up by twenty-five
surely someday soon will come
But we will pass pleasantries, even under the gun.
Here's my open letter to the words written by feathers dipped in
can either kill or buy all that comes our way
Please your honors â?? said he â?? I'm able
By means of a secret charm, to draw
All creatures living
for love
I'm ready for love
Ready to play the game
Of joy and pain of love
Again
Ready For love
I'm ready for love
Wandering why so many eyes are
Like an episode of twilight zone there's a country torn apart by personal preference, genetics, and the fear of progress. if a man and a man cannot
And my Sprite, is purple so I'm moving slow
On my side, my dogs moving rocks and hay
And I slide, by how I'm chopping blades
When I drive, I got a big
Never been much good on my own
So I'm tryin' to find somebody else
Never been good at findin' much except
Loneliness all by myself
Spottin' you ain't
know how to play the game right
He could be larger than life"
They try to turn the label Caucasian
They signed me, Whitey Don and the Insane Clown
anymore...
All that is left is dark!
Now I need endless sunrise
To take away the pain I feel
As I drink from a cup of my life
Just bring me back
All the games
I stayed up late last night
I thought of the days gone by
The picture of you and me
Is not what it used to be
Something happened along the way
The batter ramming slang the rage
I got my games from project floors
Weed, dope, and dice by the door
Crush anything that'll cause a threat
Talk
We take a pause
Before we descend
And as the years are passing by
We start again
Please take a pause
We have to amend
Why see the future we
I wonder how
We should fill the open space
After lunch time tea
In the rosary
And the evening picnic by the sea
tell me your name
I am game if you
changed
You the reason I wreck, trying to get a platinum plack
For my brother Dinkie, I remember just what you told me
That niggaz in the game, can't
stone
Your not good for anything
Your not going to cut me down
I'm going to play your stupid games
'Cause I'm the guy
Who's always wasted
[Chorus: x2]
Ain't no shame in our game, +What We Came To Do+
Ya be actin' like we get paid for you
You want war?, bring it on, it's the same for you
You
Yo kids, you bother me
Calling my spot at three
When everyone else is sleeping you be watching TV
Playing games till the morning, I know you hear me
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