And my say "We the fame"
One thing we all adore, something dyin' for Nothin' but pain, stuck in game Searching for and fame The one we all adore, something worth dyin' for It's been nothin' but pain, stuck in game for fortune and fame
Though we and breathe, some believe, currency comes to g's Stresses half the ghetto, success comes greed They got me hot, when they shot me, 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 our brain? Who can I blame?
The world seems strange at times, somewhat I'm hopin' we can change time I'm blinded searching for a [Incomprehensible] curse And I know death me, but I murder him first
And worse yet, with each breathe, I take, breathless Is there a cure for a with a death wish? Cigar ashes, coaster, glasses We mash on jealous bastards with a ski mask
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 rockin' beats, in fame
Block run and shoot slugs, we throw like hardballs Without the gloves, no for these fake desperadoes And thugs, I bleed to envy, smoke and blow out blunts Sipping Henney, drunk nights and hot Cocking my heat, it sideways
A wife on the run, full of blunts Unconditionally married to my gun, fulfillin' my On and one's desires, be pulling all my cabbage Like priors, stuck in the for some higher, the fortune and fame
One thing we all adore, something dyin' for Nothin' but pain, in this game Searchin' for and fame One thing we all adore, worth dyin' for It's been nothin' but pain, in this game Searchin' for fortune and
Searching for fortune and fame, in the rain A of the game with life, with the cost of the game We're forcing the change, mother fuck, the chain All of the blame belongs to the part of this
That we never use, nigga, plus my is in pain And if I ever lose, homey, bet I'm at it Outlaws don't die, so united we And if family 'come a foe, all the and fame
As I walk up in the crib, to rest my head Say some rhymes to the angels, they bless my bed Hope they me in a righteous way Got a homie locked down, outta town, I sent him a kite
Man, that in your heart, you need to cleanse it, dog Prayin' for my downfall, and I can it, dog I was passed down the street, fame like clocked And aim, was raised up with a clock box And I ran the local street gang
say the light is faded, but still shine in the dark You can easy been a man, but you's a boy in your And some game that I got from generation of game In the road of life, dog, we to switch up lanes, think about it
One thing we all adore, something worth for Nothing but pain, in this game for fortune and fame One thing we all adore, something worth for It's been but pain, stuck in this game Searching for and fame
I can't complain, I've seen my share of fame It won't change me, then I've got this piece of I feel strange, I got so used to the That when I got out At it ain't feel good, I was just a baby
retarded from slavery, when we struggle to shovel shit Ain't nobody me, ghetto ain't made me I made myself, the raised me, thinkin' ain't no help I for my health, my mind, and my family too State of myself, my and my family crew
Where one hand watches the other, no we blood We still real brothers, the is real Nothing can steal we build and that remains the same 'Till the day that we and that's real life, I was aimed to be Love by my family tree, that's fame to me, how it
One thing we all adore, something dyin' for Nothin' but pain, in this game Searching for fortune and The one we all adore, something worth dyin' for Nothin' but pain, in this game Searching for and fame