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And my say
"We the fame"

One thing we all adore, something dyin' for
Nothin' but pain, in this game
for fortune and fame
The one thing we all adore, something worth for
It's been nothin' but pain, stuck in this
Searching for and fame

Though we exist and breathe, some believe, comes to g's
Stresses half the ghetto, success comes greed
got me hot, when they shot me, plotted
My revenge to increase my ends, enemies dropped
Win or lose, red or blue, we must all true

Play the game, nigga, never let the game you
And for the fame, niggas, fast, that's a shame
the game, lost souls
Who controls our Who can I blame?

The world seems at times, somewhat insane
I'm we can change with time
I'm livin' blinded for a [Incomprehensible] curse
And I know death follows me, but I murder him

And worse yet, each breathe, steps I take, breathless
Is there a cure for a hustler a death wish?
Cigar ashes, coaster, crystal
We mash on them jealous bastards with a ski

I'm the one to warn them, blast it, wrap them plastic
Bullshittin' got his ass hit, nothing left now
Treated a stepchild was not for me
Nothin' but busters and bitches be beats, fake in fame

Block run and shoot slugs, we throw like hardballs
Without the gloves, no love for these fake
And thugs, I bleed to envy, smoke and out their blunts
Henney, drunk nights and hot days
Cocking my heat, it sideways

A wife on the run, of common blunts
Unconditionally married to my gun, fulfillin' my
On knees and desires, be pulling all my cabbage
Like priors, in the trance
for some higher, the fortune and fame

One thing we all adore, something worth for
Nothin' but pain, stuck in this
Searchin' for fortune and
One we all adore, something worth dyin' for
It's been nothin' but pain, stuck in this
for fortune and fame

Searching for and fame, lost in the rain
A loss of the game with life, the cost of the game
We're forcing the change, mother fuck, flossing the
All of the blame belongs to the part of brain

we never use, nigga, plus my heart is in pain
And if I ever lose, homey, bet I'm at it
Outlaws don't die, so united we
And if 'come a foe, all the fortune and fame

As I walk up in the crib, to rest my head
Say some rhymes to the angels, hope they my bed
Hope bless me in a righteous way
Got a homie down, outta town, I sent him a kite today

Man, hate in your heart, you need to cleanse it, dog
for my downfall, and I can sense it, dog
I was passed the street, fame like glocks clocked
And keep aim, was raised up a clock box
And I ran with the street gang

They say the light is faded, but still in the dark
You can easy been a man, but you's a boy in your
And that's some game I got from generation of game
In the road of life, dog, we need to switch up lanes, about it

One thing we all adore, worth dyin' for
Nothing but pain, stuck in this
Searching for fortune and
One thing we all adore, something dying for
It's been nothing but pain, stuck in game
Searching for and fame

I can't complain, I've seen my fair share of
It won't change me, then I've got piece of change
I feel strange, I got so to the hood
That I finally got out
At it ain't feel good, I was just a baby

Still retarded from slavery, when we to shovel shit
Ain't saved me, ghetto ain't made me
I made myself, the poverty raised me, thinkin' no help
I pray for my health, my mind, and my too
of myself, my grind and my family crew

Where one hand watches the other, no we ain't
We still real brothers, the struggle is
Nothing can steal what we build and that remains the
the day that we killed and that's real life, I was aimed to be
Love by my family tree, fame to me, how about it

One thing we all adore, worth dyin' for
Nothin' but pain, stuck in game
Searching for and fame
The one thing we all adore, worth dyin' for
Nothin' but pain, in this game
for fortune and fame