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in this bitch like the dildo in your night stand
Call me Ronnie Radke cuz I'm frisky with the mic stand
Bitch slap you so hard you'll be falling in

Analyze the Game

Too Short

Chase the Cat [Clean]

2001

What kind of player are you? Let's get rich
Run the game with no glitch
Look her in the eye and say, bitch

Analyze the game and tell me why 'cause

Don't Shriek
To the tune of Don't Speak by No Doubt.

(As sung by Hermione Granger)

Him and me
We could've been together
Doing spells together,

confession
Been burnt by flames
And I learned my lesson
Took all the pain
And dealt without question
'Cause no matter what I did
Or what I didn't do
I can

Keepin new game to spit, what is it?
While the game ?proof? your ear ?hustle takin a nap? like they invented it
All in your video poppin your collar

On ya body like some vicky secret draws
Me & You against the world, bae, I swear my time is yours
Anything I could I afford is yours and much more
No

Game in my pocket bitch, beat my chest stand on top of it
If you try to get higher than me, yeah, 3, 2, 1, rocket ship
Taking off, never stopping it,

agree that
Mikey B got what they need
Speed on the track
Bleed on the track
Feed on the track
Spitting heat on the track
Playing blackjack with Jack Black

This year I ain't people pleasing
Or overthinking I'm leading
It's a different price from the one I gave you previous
I don't care what you owe me your

wanna call it dumb luck
Your foot is in your mouth Mr. Plashke get it unstuck

Comin in the game throwing flames that’s Matzek (love him)
Ice in his

And now I'm pissed that he stole her from me

Feel this rejection and all this pain And I'm fucking your mama, but I hate it
Every day And I'm looking for

on your belly with your hands tied behind
And you wish you'd never taken that last detour sign
And you say to yourself just what am I doin'
On this road

getting lost in your mind games now

Games, games
Don't you love to play games, games
Don't you love to play games, games
Don't you love to play games

Homie can't you tell?
What the fuck you doing if you ain't tryna B the best?
Got something to say better say it with your chest
This a game of chess and I

your shot you just need a mulligan
Keeping you snookered like Ronnie O'Sullivan 

It's A Squinty Eyed Bandit Christmas 
You know you number one on my

she was autistic
Wait, that's kinda the same exact thing
I didn't know what I meant by that
But you know what was the point of my being

You tried

Mortal Man

Kendrick Lamar

To Pimp a Butterfly

2015

a level of sanity?

By my faith in God, by my faith in the game
And by my faith in "all good things come to those that stay true"
Right
You know what

It's not a game, it's war, plain and raw
Blood stain the wall when I bring
The chain with the saw
Bring the pain to your door
Like death was knockin'

Baby, baby, baaa-by 
I wrote this to school you on the games heads playing cuz I love you 
(Cuz I love you)

(Mel, listen)
I want to tell you- what you

chance
Now we're going to kick your
Don't mess with America

Bin Laden's going down like a White House intern
Kind of sounded like Ronnie Dunn, didn't I?

bitches just don't see what I see
And that's a problem, just go get in your zone
When I walk into the party, it's a game on

Game on!
You'll be playing by

to pinpoint snippets and
Save them in your notebook
A lot of people think they can become really
Skilled at something by watching
Others do it
Or even by

Yeah
Here we go again
The Green Room
Easily motivated by money that I shall spend
Hypnotized, close your eyes, count backwards from ten
Because y'all

Excuse me miss, but what is your name
Intrigued by your eyes and your smile
I really am loving your frame
Really wanna know you are
Really want