It's funny how these things work out But not to be taken lightly They took him away from her and set us up for each other Does it show that every time
I gotta see any nigga out here holding something, Fuck that. Everyday, me and my son stay scheming, On how to maximise the level on day to day creaming
come from the game baby, y'know I come from this motherfucker, you undersmell that? Aya, and you know, it's like this nigga Pimped-out all day you know
your troops into your lust of pride They'll fight so brave at heart Or cast the yoke of envy aside And keep the land from falling apart Do you hear
I beat the game, but it was war, boy Because the streets entice you for the wrong things I couldn't pay the price, I wrote a song theme And from the moment
in love with a wild gambling man That was Charlie and she loved him But old Charlie never even noticed her at all Until one day, what a one day When
've got the upperhand. Because they've got my back Till the bitter fucking end Every day it gets hard knowing right from wrong Gotta keep your eyes on the prize
that? (Straight game) I I come from the game baby y'know I come from this motherfucker, you undersmell that? Aya, and you know, it's like this nigga Pimped-out all day
To remind the soul How blessed one man could be If he could only find her highness I get to knight this Open meeting Keep running into false hope The wrong one
s the evening of another day and the end of mine" (Just to find you're outta time) [Viro the Virus:] And every evenin' at the end of another day I'm
troops into your lust of pride they'll fight so brave at heart. Or cast the yoke of envy aside and keep the land from falling apart. Do you hear the
prize, keep more with the one in your sight Won't win the gunfight if you brung you a knife I'm drawin blood from the rock and keep floodin the block
want you to be my prize Run-run-run away, lost-lost-lost my mind Want you to stay, want you to be my prize [Verse 2:] But I was never one to fight but
prize They ran to build their cities And converse among the wise. But one day the streets fell silent, Yet they knew not what was wrong. The urge
