[Game - Verse 1] What do you do when life gets too hard for you Shed tears or is that to hard for you I’m just a man, reflection of my family Meaning you ain’t gotta have one to understand me I got kids, I got friends Only difference between me and you is I don’t care bout this benz I care about Will he was dying and he needed me I care about the Grammy they gave Missy they cheated me But they cheated Drake, they cheated Justin Bieber Guess America don’t like Canada we some f-ckin heathens Game can’t watch his mouth thats why his daddy beat him Same mouth made him millions and now his daddy need him Finally got a black president look at how they treat him Kids starvin in Africa why only Oprah feed them? What happened to the music that I know I miss it, U2 I guess we feel like Bono
[Game: Verse 2] The living, the dead These Dre beats, my head My life, featuring Wayne That was Jayceon, this is Game Adjacent to the fame aint chasing a damn thing So tonight let all of your pain be champagne I cant tame my killers but I can tell them chill I might give you a pass depending how I feel The bi polar bear They said the end of the World is comin I know it’s here Cuz California cold this year Detox, R.E.D MC’s dead Kill them softly like Lauren Hill Skin heads goin K-K-Krazy cuz a n-gga in a foreign wheel We all born to die, some of us born to kill If that don’t wake you up I hope tomorrow morning will
[Yelawolf: Verse 3] Never I thought I’d see the day when I, would roll up in the parking lot And having people comin up to me for a photograph of the shit I talk about Yela can I get an autograph Alabama so proud that we just can’t wait Congrats on the Shady deal, any news on the release date? I told them what I can, shake another hand sign another autograph it’s cool Got fans gettin inked up, they de-cater to me I love you too Got 3000 too, the spirit of rock and roll Long barrell .38 loaded I’m John Wayne in Geronimo So I dont really know whats got some these p-ssies panties in a ball Cuz I never done shit but get better and believin’ in God And leavin’ my mom at 15 with a dream and a cross A cross that I didn’t see until I was nailed to it for believin’ at all That I could ever be accepted the way I saw it I mean I knew it would be hard but really come on yall Oh I’m a redneck? F-CK YOU tatted on my neck I’ll sip high life in a can at the grammys now add that to my rep Bitch!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
