Take it slow Lonely road Is the path That I seem to follow All I want to do is be true to my ways Leaning back and forward were playing the game All
Anyway Take it slow Lonely road Is the path That I seem to follow All I want to do is be true to my ways Leaning back and forward were playing the game
don?t apologize for being a fake love is so much bigger than hate I am wise I am god I am just everything you want I?m so high the only one I am just
need to check yourself..... (Kastro) These silly bitches got this game twisted so I don't claim'em, just bang'em... Papa raised a playa, so playa I'll play
breath She no neccessity to me, I got game like the NBA Pro bitch, I know shit My nickname NFL, a Nigga Fucking Loaded I'm rich like them white boys out there playing
you can suck in your pride you can live your life all on your own I this all going to be just another time that we play this game I've tried to convice
air I'm inhaling Am I mixed up too much, am I mixed up too hard Why am I walking, where am I running What am I saying, what am I knowing On this guitar
I Wonder When Shes At Work And Other Guys Try To Holler Is She Thinking Of Me And Not For Them Sometimes I Wonder Is She Exclusive Or Is It All Playing
me on the planet It don't take rocket science to understand it You paper, scissors, rock my World Girl am I the one you playing You paper, scissors, rock
say Got off in the spot And I'm tripping She knows baby girl's first name Could it be something I'm missing Or am I just part of the game Woah woah She
that I'm the man (you want) Oh yes I am Girl what's really good with you? (So when you gone be my girl?) All this playing up, is getting old now So
don't give two fucks, you know all that now [Chorus] [Verse 3:] I'm a mother fucking ani-mal, scrodem full of cannonballs Playing drinking games till
you hear me now That I'm dumbing myself down? Is it filling you with doubt That I am who you thought? I know it's just a game But I'm playing it to win
suffocating Your face reminds me I am still breathing and losing the rest of who i am Sometimes i feel like ending The dirty game we keep playing
your game face on Because it's time to play You're pushing and fighting your way You're ripping it up How do you live without playing the game Sit on
going round and round What a foolish answer I have found You?re a liar without any shame Everywhere they mess around, They?re playing wicked games
hissing snakes of rain . . . Once I had, a little game I liked to crawl back into my brain I think you know the game I mean I mean the game called 'go
the time. You better watch out 'cause of what I say Cause baby, don't you know that I ain't playing a game? Hey, sweet baby, oh don't you know that I am