little, I want everybody to hear this shit Chorus This is my confession, you can take time to listen or turn your back on me, but this my confession
to her and start guessin? Mommy you ain't ready to ride then start dressin I need a girl 2 receive my mom's blessin Confession, my love no contestin
, to hell if he ain't fashion L.A. looters, throw your mask on Gambini got his mash on and now we gonna be blastin' I'm married to the game and every
my vision Watching my life go down, like Christian Listen hear them bullets rang, shotguns and mac millis Spraying like a hurricane in this war called the terror game
with the two-way glass Detects in effect cold doggin' my ass "What's your date of birth?", "What's your real name?" I stuck to my alias, I know the game
'm worn out but I'm beaming and it seems that we are dreamy as we head out through that strange old morning door This game is no game but it's played
no I don't want you to go I don't want you to leave A chest to lay my head, your leg between my legs A whisper in my ear that says ooh baby, right here A confession
game A misconception, a vast deception Something got to change Don't be offended this is all my opinion Ain't nothing that I'm saying law This is a true confession
Games, changes and fears When will they go from here When will they stop I believe that faith has brought us here And we should be together, babe But
says a lady aint what she wears but what she knows So I've drawn the conclusion it's all an Illusion Confusion's the name of the game a misconception
mama said a lady ain't what she wears but what she knows But I've drawn a conclusion: it's all an illusion, confusion's the name of the game A misconception
How can I know We're 'bout our best When more than dreams Defer to confess At our best there's worlds between What would we do And what we do to me and
And he looks to the clouds, all pink and disheveled There must be some blueprints Some creed of the Devil inscribed in our minds A hideous game vanishes
t hide Gonna find you and make you want me I play my enemies like a game of chess, Where I rest, no stress if you don't smoke sess, lest I must confess
why? why you had to go, go I know it's better on the other side, you were chosen from the start never gon let you go, [The Game] Whose Michael Jackson
rain on every arm Killin the mic you ain't half as dope I'm the coldest underground need a casket coat I'm bout to snatch the whole game from you bastards
Are secrets to reveal I'll never let you do this to someone else No, I could never live with myself How dare you use my shame To play your wicked games
Strong and tender, finest hair Gots to have you for myself Come and take it if you want it, yeah babe I've been watching every move You make and game you play, game
