Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: TeflonНазвание : Game of LifeДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : rap reggae hiphop underground hip-hop hip hop Видео:
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Keep yo` eyes on the prize Cause the name of this game of life is to survive Recognize, keep yo` eyes on the prize Because the name of this game of life is to survive Recognize, keep yo` eyes on the prize Because the name of this game of life is to survive Recognize, keep yo` eyes on the prize Because the name of this game of life is to survive Recognize [Teflon] I guess it`s nuttin more to talk about, get crossed up out every path that we could possibly pass, lost about all the love we had fo` each other The brothers that used to love us be the same niggaz now that try to rub us In the quest for the forbidden fruit of life, my greed made my soul bleed for me to unmask the hidden truth Reverse the clock, let it rewind back in time to a time in my mind, where we was the younger flock up on the block A sign, blood brothers when we was nine Thug brothers when we was ten Cause that`s when our life turned to crime Innocence stolen, boy turned to men, damn from this moment on and all those so-called friends became opponents No more eatin Now or Laters, nowadays we play for high stakes And so we play the `Ville, where the power`s greater I guess there come a time in all of our life For us to seperate the men from the mic, for real [Chorus] [Teflon] Now we in this for the gold, and dough Windows of our soul preach the legendary stories never told Back when the TV`s was black and white, when phonographs piped Days back in the days when we used to act like we was cousins Niggaz knew we wasn`t, still I spend the night at yo` crib And you spend the night at my crib - WE WAS COUSINS Fuck what anybody tell us We talkin snotty-nose in the hall, catchin body blows from older fellas We rolled together, no stick and move, chicken move We was slick and smooth brothers that knew, how to pick and choose whatever we wanted, stay blunted on life, natural high Goin back to school fly, livin life abundant What made us change, what made us deranged, what made us complain What made us brothers get ahead of this game Now all we seem to see is pain Too many brothers got slain in this game for tryin to get a name [Chorus] [Teflon] Adjust your sight upon the torch, right in front of your eyes Live surprise that got so many lives cut short We claim we in this for the long run But if you think you gonna last forever in this game you in the wrong one (that`s strong son) Don`t be no ass kid, it`s drastic Cause the way another brother play`ll put you in a casket Nowadays, street motto is take the bottle from a young son Give him a gun and watch him turn to desperado We in the last days And the Revelation`s on the last page Slowly we burn - the world is the ashtray We cast away our former plans, we on the block now Scramblin with our mans up on the corner, slingin rocks now No time to think about the past, it`s all about the cash No matter who ass might gotta get blast We all about the bread up in the end You get set up and wet up by the same niggaz you used to call your friend [Chorus] | Похожие исполнители:
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