Somethin's burnin', I can't figure out what (Out what) It's either lust or a cloud of dust Judgement is clouded, must just be the powder from the power of (Love!) But I'm in somethin' I don't know how to get out of Left my girl in the house alone Is that my soon-to-be-spouse’s moan? And the further I walked, the louder Pause for a minute to make certain that's what I heard 'Cause after all, this is her place So I give her the benefit of the doubt I think I might be about to bust her, bust her The thought's scary, yo though and it hurts - brace! Hope it ain't, "here we go, yo!" 'Cause my head already goes to worst-case scenario, though, in the first place But you confirmed my low-end theory, though Should've known when I made it all the way to third base And that was only the first date, could've made it to home plate But you slid straight for the dome and dove face first "No, (*slurp*) you don't (*slurp*) under- (*slurp*) -stand, (*slurp*) I (*slurp*) don't (*slurp*) do this for (*slurp*) anyone (*slurp*) ever (*slurp*)" Yeah that ain't what they all say? I'll say it, you can suck a softball through a straw, used to be my fiance 'Til you sucked on Wayne, Andre, and Kanye Lebron, Akon, Jay, Lil Jon, Raekwon, Ma$e Polow Tha Don, Drake, Dante Ross, James Conway, Kwame?! Guess I'm gettin my goddamn Jigga on, eh? 'Cause your name, I'm beyond sayin' But fuck it, I'm movin' on, you women are all cray But I'll probably always keep on playin' the-
[Bridge: Sample]
Game of love, love, love, love L-l, l-l-l-love
[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
She doesn't love me, no she don't love me no more She hates my company, guess she don't love me no more I tried to get her up out of my head as my bags hit the door She screamed she loved me like she never did before
And I told her, "Go where you wanna! Go do whatcha wanna do. I don't care!" And I told her, "Go where you wanna! Go do whatcha wanna do. I don't care!"
[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
I told that bitch "I'm a sucker for love, you're a sucker for dick" Suckin' dick in your mama's tub 'til your granny walked in Told the stupid nigga to duck under the water, he drowned Like an abortion, they booked you for manslaughter You beat the case and I called ya "Sherane is not available now leave a message at the tone And Kendrick, don't forget to buy two pair of those Expensive heels, you little fuckin' Ferris wheel Fuckin' spinnin' on me - fuck you think, we gon' get married still? Fuckin' Mary had a little lamb, this ain't no fairy tale Fairy godmama better tell you how I fuckin' feel Like you should fuckin' beat it or fuckin' eat it while I'm on my period Now have a blessed day!" Bitch you serious? I'm in the mirror with this look on my face, curious Why you ain't fuckin' with me, you cut me up, a Caesarean You know I want you bad as a Benjamin, I'm delirious I want you bad as the head shattered on George Zimmerman After the dillinger hit'em diligently and killin' him His mouthpiece for a Cadillac emblem That's analogy and metaphor for ya I should win a medal for all the ways I adore ya This is me talkin' cordial, yeah I got some home trainin' That ain't what you like, ain't it? What about if I was famous as Marshall? Would you give fellatio in the carpool? Cops pull us over, they just wanna know if you gargle Singin', "I hope she's good enough Meanwhile you're chasin' her" Chlamydia couldn't even get rid of her Pity the fool and pity the fool in me, I'ma live with her-
[Bridge: Sample]
Game of love, love, love, love L-l, l-l-l-love
[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
She doesn't love me, no she don't love me no more She hates my company, guess she don't love me no more I tried to get her up out of my head as my bags hit the door She screamed she loved me like she never did before
And I told her, "Go where you wanna! Go do whatcha wanna do. I don't care!" And I told her, "Go where you wanna! Go do whatcha wanna do. I don't care!"
[Verse 3: Eminem] So needless to say I'm feeling betrayed Snatch my house key off her key chain She jumped off Wee-Bey from The Wire's dick Now she's chasin' me with a cheese grater Here goes that broken record cliché, it's all my fault anyway She's turnin' the tables, I'm a beat-break She treats my face like Serato, she cuts and scratches like a DJ Each day is an instant replay They say what we display symptomatic of addict behavior Back together but forgot today was her B-day, she cut me off on the freeway Simple misunderstandin' but just as I went to slam on the brakes That's when I realized that she may be as crazy as me, wait Bitch cut my fuckin' brakeline, stepped on them fuckers 8 times Still goin' 73, thank God there's an exit coming up What the mother-F-U-C-K's wrong with her? Hit the off ramp 'til I coasted to a goshdamn halt hit a fuckin' tree now here she comes at full speed, she's racin' at me, okay you wanna fuck with me, eh? Snatch the bitch out her car through the window, she screamin' I body slam her on the cement, until the concrete gave and created a sinkhole Buried the stink ho in it, then paid to have the street repaved Woke up in a dream state in a cold sweat Like I got hit with a freeze ray durin' a heat wave Guess I eventually caved though, 'cause she's layin' next to me in bed Directly aimin' a gat at my head Woke up again and jumped up like, "fuck it! I've had it, I'm checkin' into rehab" I confess I'm a static addict, I guess that's why I'm so clingy Every girl I've ever had either says I got to much baggage Or I'm too fuckin' dramatic Man what the fuck is the matter? I'm just a fucking romantic I fuckin' love you, you fuckin' bitch! Combative, possessive, in fact last time I was mad at an ex I actually set off a chain reaction of tragic event I said, "hit the road", and after she left I sent that bitch a text that said, "be careful driving Don't read this and have a accident" She glanced to look at it and wrecked, too bad Thought we had a connect No sense dwelling makes, never been a more compelling case Than a model covered in L'Oreal and mace, who fell from grace Eleven stories for storytelling while the whore was yelling, "rape!" 'Til her vocal cords were swelling And her voice were more hoarser than Tori Spelling's face Still they swarm the gates of my fancy estates To greet Norman Bates with a warm embrace Unless you're Andrea Yates, don't ask me for a date though, don't be late Well the sentiment's great, but wait, then there's been a mistake You want an intimate date, I wanna intimidate I have infinite hate in my blood, it's mainly because of the game of- (*Message sound*) Wait, "dinner at eight"? I have infinite hate in my blood, it's mainly 'cause of the-
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Game of love, love, love, love L-l, l-l-l-loveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
