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@Nela
25199
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@Madeline
9285
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@Adrienn
1463
The Game
Playing to survive
Aiming to win anyway they can
Yo, yo
Pass the ball, final casting call
First of all, verbal basketball
Off the glass, smash your jaw
Too fast for y'all
You might take a nasty fall
Trying to stick with the prehistoric passenger
(Foul Ball)
All breath, no physical contact
Bounce back, demonstrate invincible bomb raps
Not no hustler no player or speakin' no crime crap
I'm vocally trying to score before my time lapse
Uh! Full court press, hands in your chest
Runnin' cause I'm a rebel with the ghetto?
No fouls just checks, make a brother sweat
Word for y'all to earn my reject
Get it out of here, attack from the rear
Ya'll niggas ain't nothin' but some bitch ass queers
I'll be in your ear, increase the fear
Rippin' with the shears as the crowd just cheers
Bring on the opposition
Cause my position is to shut you down
As the basketball pounds on the parquet floor
Envisioning moves to freak brothers every which way
Dominating like Doc J.
Pass me the rock, I know just what to do with it
It's real vivid, I pivot, through the lane
Three hundred and sixty behind my back
I take your monkey ass to the rack like Jerry Stack
I'm sought by most recruiters and heavily recommended
Stickin' your best shooters they lower verbal percentage
Is takin' its toll, 24-second clock control
Stoppin' this obstacle, impossible
I was the number one block project inner city
Prospect, now that's something that you can believe
So be it, whether pro or collegiate, the hit but don't miss
Prime time the offense, swish
Y'all can't ball, Y'all can't ball
Yo ref, where's the tech? Man, make the call
The game is gettin' tight, verbal victory's in sight
What counts is what you write not concerned about the hype
My rhymes go baseline so why you tryin' to take mine?
Last man tried just died inside the paint line
I bank rhymes, got a call so I flex
I'm on the foul line with a few verses left
When my flow hits the net, the next brother flex
I put my foot in the pavement
With the brothers I'm raised with
Play with and break dance back in the days with
And still in the game with 12 points, 4 assists
Get up in the game, in your face like swish
Crash the boards with metaphors
In the air like a condor
Aiyyo what you out for?
Yo I'm out for the whole score
22 flat seconds for me to win
I can't win for losin' with this cheatin' ass ref
My squad's supreme
So I don't need Clyde or The Dream
Next time you play the game boy pick a better team
Your choice is short when you on a concrete court
But my mental cohorts is bout to change the whole sport
Give me the pill boy, crossover with the skills
Wrap around pass, fly right past your grill
Take off from half court, in some J5 shorts
The rap band with the man when my words play sports
Comin' through your lane, with pure skills so stand clear
Vocal charge is a mirage, I still stand here
Damn near, make your shit look soft like Pam Grier
Fans cheer for the paragraph Bill Laimbeer
Show me the rock, so I can show these fool what I got
(He's heating up) Fuck that, I'm flaming hot
Verbally take you to the blacktop, and wreck shop
Turn my game up a notch, pass me the rock
1 on 1, 3 on 3, 5 on 5, horse, 21
It really don't matter cause son you'll still get done
Yo you should know better than try to barter with this globetrotter
Malicious, vicious dunks, I'm Vince Carter
And it's the high draft pick, flashin' it
Still can penetrate and slightly overweight
But whatever it takes my shot can elevate
No pain, no gain for the brothers with no game
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@Rumjana
1409
Yeah
Now you can hear the gold just jangling
But, it's still about the take over
It's like everything changed
But I still feel the same
I'm just tryna run the motherfucking game
I'm on that
Yeah, I'll always be on that
It's like everything changed
But I still feel the same
I'm just tryna run the motherfucking game
I'm on that
Yeah, I'll always be on that, yeah
Where do I start damn, man my mind is racing
Hip Hop awards getting chosen by some racists
I'm in the Yo, with a bottle of some clear shit
You don't know the truth, you just hear shit
Homie's on a Learjet, upgrade from the block
If you too big, fuck fades they gon' use the Glock (use the Glock)
I do a lot for everyone around me, y'all don't see it
I'm in the club for half an hour then I'm probably leaving
I got paid, dip off with the gang
Got Bugus in the Bentley, got Herb in the Wraith
Got Tim in the Ghost, got a gun on his waist
Life or death, ain't no time to start reaching for the safe
So I play it safe
Real ones that would really go hit for me
Low overhead, no-one ever wrote a hit for me
I be making history, bigger when I'm dead
I'm so on (on)
But it's off with they head
Fuck MTV, y'all really snubbed me
How you choosing people with numbers that ain't above me?
Oh wait, politics
Playing at these colleges, getting paid more to perform than any scholarship
I'm lit, I'm gassed, I'm me, I'm me
Two platinum singles, two years they were free
As I'm writing this, I know that this ain't accurate no more
By the time that all y'all hear this, I will most likely have more
I really did eight tours, headlined them all
Your contacts were bullshit, we redlined them all
I spent time in awe, on some amazed shit
Then an O.G. told me to embrace this
I will never waste this, never get complacent
Lotta these rappers got rich and got jaded
I'm still on the same shit, take over the game shit
I just can't relate to your wavelength
It's like everything changed
But I still feel the same
I'm just tryna run the motherfucking game
I'm on that
Yeah, I'll always be on that
It's like everything changed
But I still feel the same
I'm just tryna run the motherfucking game
I'm on that
Yeah, I'll always be on that, yeah
I get everything for free, from your girl to my wardrobe
Half a million dollars smiling on my torso
I buy property, you just got foreclosed
Money running low, you gon' have to do more shows
But you know no one shows for your shows
So you do club hostings but you drink what you gross
Then you go back home, fall asleep frustrated
Girl laying next to you, whispering "Russ made it"
You asleep, you don't hear her so she sneaks out
And she pulls up on me and brings the freak out
I send her back before your eyes open
I'm her fix 'cause your life's broken
She might try chokin'
On something you don't wanna kiss after
Lifestyle of a young handsome rich rapper
It's all laughter, it's all big bucks though
Call the buzz "Vegas" 'cause it stays on a bus though
Girls gone wild, rich like Rothschild
I'ma make you sign an NDA, now you're on file
I'm the President, the CEO
People that I've never seen, tryna see me go (uh)
Billionaire minds in my circle, that's a fact
Faded off Clooney liquor, we don't know, how to act
If it's based off of fans, y'all should really do the math
If it's based off of sales, y'all should really count the plaques
If it's based off of pussy, y'all should really count the ass
If it's based off of money, y'all should really count the cash (uh)
Move around with duffle bags like Floyd does
Sometimes nothing makes more noise than poise does
Coin us the best movement of all time
Dreams too big to think small time
I'm just on the same shit, take over the game shit
I just can't relate to any B-level wave length
It's like everything changed
But I still feel the same
I'm just tryna run the motherfucking game
I'm on that
Yeah, I'll always be on that
It's like everything changed
But I still feel the same
I'm just tryna run the motherfucking game
I'm on that
Yeah, I'll always be on that, yeah
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@Marley
692
30
@Darina
640
30
@Olga
390
30
@Fatoumata
109
30
@Jenny
90
20
@Nahia
76
20
@Angela
39
You don't remember, do you?
How many times I've called your name?
It don't mean nothing to you
Our separate lives, our lonely days
Suddenly, you're asking me to stay
What do you want me to say?
By this time tomorrow
You're gonna be so far away
And every time I think we're solid
You change the game
Didn't you hear the sirens, baby?
Didn't you see the flames?
So don't complain
If this time tomorrow
You're gonna be so far away
And every time I think we're solid
You change the game
You have my affection any time, any place
Call it reconnection, call it love
Or the chase
But, oh, if you would give me your protection
Instead of giving me so much space
By this time tomorrow
You're gonna be so far away
And every time I think we're solid
You change
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@Nel
20
