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Yeah, this life I'm livin'
All the advice been tipped in
Gave me that grip, no slippin'
Out of my mind, went trippin'

If life's a game of inches, then my dick has been the biggest

She told me put my heart in the bag
And nobody gets hurt
Now I'm running from her love, I'm not fast
So I'm making it worse
Now I'm digging up a grave, from my past
I'm a whole different person
It's a gift and a curse
But I cannot reverse it

And if you ever need a friend then you got me
And in the end, when I die, would you watch me?
And if I try suicide, would you stop me?
Would you help me get a grip or would you drop me?

They got money for the war, but can't feed the poor.

It's a rodeo, go on and touch your toes
I'ma hit you from the back and that's as far as it goes
I done knocked 'em all down like some dominoes

The Wu is too slammin' for these Cold Killin' labels
Some ain't had hits since I seen Aunt Mabel
Be doin' artists in like Cain did Abel
Now they money's gettin' stuck to the gum under the table
That's what you get when you misuse what I invent
Your empire falls and you lose every cent

Bury all your secrets in my skin
Come away with innocence
And leave me with my sins
Air around me feels just like a cage
Love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage

I don't care if you're black, white, straight, bisexual, gay, lesbian, short, tall, fat, skinny, rich or poor. If you're nice to me, I'll be nice to you. Simple as that.

She told me that I'm not enough
And she left me with a broken heart
She fooled me twice and it's all my fault
She cut too deep, now she left me scarred

All these punk motherf*ckers hitting my phone
You think we boys, I never seen you at one of my shows

I know you don't like me, you wanna fight me
You don't want no problems at your party, don't invite me
I don't worry 'bout you n*ggas, please stop talking 'bout me
Always talking 'bout me 'cause you looking for the clouty

I can literally say antisemitic shit and they can't drop me. Now what?

I said my face bomb, ass tight
Racks stack up Shaq height
Jewelry on me, flashlight
I been lit since last night

I just find myself happy with the simple things. Appreciating the blessings God gave me.

After much consideration & conversation with my family, I've decided to give up smoke. Please respect my privacy at this time.

Got that .40 on my side and I'm just rollin' patty cakes
Both my hands can do the job and I ain't talkin' m*sturbate

I'm from a city that you hear and think a bunch of steel
So a hundred mills wouldn't make me sign a f*cking deal

Create your own path, hone your talent, be ready to show your talent, and don't doubt yourself.

I'm like dirty up the Sprite please, with some ice please
We pop beans and like to sip lean
Xans, Percs, molly, we got hella things
I'm in love with the guap, gave it a wedding ring
And I swear I had these thots before I got the fame
And I swear I had the Glock before I got the chain

You either win with us or you watch us win

I wasn't scared to die, but him, that was my biggest fear
I got your son and your daughter like you still here
Know how it feel to lose a brother, we got a bond still
Twenty-six years, pops got out to see his son killed

For one, the 'countryness' is pretty much in my blood. I'm from Georgia, down south. That voice just lives in me.

How could I even look up to you? You ain't as tall as me
5'8' and I'm 6'4', seven punches hold your head still
Last time you saw 8 Mile was at home on a treadmill
You were named after a candy
I was named after a gangster

Now I'ma be savage, but you made it happen
And you made a habit
I wonder what happened
I thought we would last 'til we turn into ashes

Still takin' my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D.R.E.

From the beginnin' to the end
Losers lose, winners win
This is real we ain't got to pretend
The cold world that we in
Is full of pressure and pain
Enough of me n*gga, now listen to Game

Lay you down when you go to sleep
And wipe your eyes every time you weep, oh
Tell you that life is not that deep
Paintin' pictures that I'm a freak, but I'm not a human

Mentally been many places but I'm Brooklyn's own.

I just enjoy life now. I just enjoy every morning I get to wake up.

And I waited so patiently
If you could take off, don't wait for me
No days off, grind faithfully
I keep thankin' God for savin' me

Celebrate new life when it come back around
The purpose is in the lessons we learnin' now
Sacrifice personal gain over everything
Just to see the next generation better than ours

Caterpillar 'Rari, I fold it, lift it up
I went on the stand, told the judge to pass my cup
Ran up twenty million, told the Devil, "Keep the luck"
Keep that, keep that ho
R.I.P. Pop, keep the smoke

And her p*ssy tastes like Skittles
You can really taste the rainbow
Yo' b*tch just like a crayola
You can draw her on the table
Flip her like some yola

Tried to tell you its more than rap
Hold the mic with my right
Throw a jab or autograph
Throw a dab with my left and all of that

Girl, it's easy to love me now
Would you love me if I was down and out?
Would you still have love for me?

Rollin' in hella deep, headed to the mezzanine
Dressed in all pink 'cept my gator shoes, those are green
Draped in a leopard mink, girl standin' next to me
Probably should've washed this, smells like R. Kelly sheets

They can't be Nicki, they so stupid, I just laugh when they try
A thong bikini up my ass, I think I'll go for a dive
His ex b*tch went up against me, but she didn't survive
On applications I write "pressure" 'cause that's what I apply

I wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and nines
And all these p*ssy n*ggas hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind

Plottin' my escape, this game rot a n*gga's faith
Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe
Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith
I was doin' eighty on the interstate

Spread love; it's the Brooklyn way.

I wanna go to college for the rest of my life
Sip Bankers Club, and drink Miller Lite
On Thirsty Thursday and Tuesday Night Ice
And I can get pizza a dollar a slice

I'm known for snatching purses and bombing churches
I get more p*ssy on accident then most n*ggas get on purpose

My mind is always racing, and always going and always working, and it's a gift and a curse.

Day light beams, night light schemes
This is my Inception, I'm writing my dreams
Immortal view of a star doing what I'm born to do
I see the blue sky, say the Lord's coming through

I'm the king of rock, there is none higher
Sucker MC's should call me sire
To burn my kingdom, you must use fire
I won't stop rockin' 'til I retire

It's Game, sick in the brain
Sick as the day that I came
Hennessy runnin' through my veins, I load up the clip and aim
Sick of you n-gas talkin' like you won't get wet in the rain

You know not to test me like S-A-T
They pay me like RiRi - A-S-A-P

But most importantly, hip hop isn’t dead no more you see
Cause Kendrick took the bar and raised it up higher for MCs
Unfortunately, the little n*ggers like 4 ft 3, the guys a f*ckin' midget
His high is still really short to meet