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So put your hand up if you remember the Crew They don't make em' like they to This to be the new school? Your guns are aimless, songs are How you been famous? I this region 200 hundred-mile radius Twin Cities' flavors got the tastiest And you can hate me, it's part of the As long as you it's impossible to ignore me >From middle fingers to hugs, to the drugs The fights fist(?), might as well take pictures of Slug And live out your own life to the Why you starin' at my feet when you're in this bullshit? You could learn how to ride a bike without balance So what's the point of trying to the mic without talent Go get your looked at, you fuckin' fake hood rat Wanna be the basement's greatest? Too late, already that! Father knows best, but knows stress But Father needs love, a back rub, and some Damn he could use a good cooked meal Been burnin' both ends since he broke the Up, up and away, him take off himself a little hell and quit the day job And ignite the sunlight, tryin' to write life About face(?), break the fear, and you're till the plight(?)
And I wish that I had to say That could wipe that smile off of your face Here my hand pretend you know my name And blame it all on the game, blame it all on the
Cat's be walkin' the spot like they own it Wearin' a face that should save for they opponents the shoelaces tied, you're(?yet?) too wasted to drive Either way I've arrived to this place with my vibe Yeah right, my vibe ain't even I sit in the corner and drink I slur and drool The t-shirt says pool, not people time, not life, grab the mic and let the beat go (Beat go beat go go) But good for me, It's hard to hide a magic card when you wear a sleeve Force feed I've got when they not hungry Tryin' to replace everything that ripped off from me Below the tummy, and the dummy theory Beat the dead until these folks hear me clearly Keep it all simple, a intricate(?) Rebuild the robots with little and finger tips Reprogram, a full of slow jams Grab the prize and clutch it tight with both Why go ?? Anyone that calls this off(?) can suck my balls off I goin' nowhere, I'm still here, right here Same spot that I when you first woke up The same guy that grabbed the mic and made your girl fuck The same MC runnin' on an empty tank of luck
And I wish I had something to say That could wipe that smile right off of your Here take my hand, you know my name And blame it all on the game, blame it all on the And I wish I had something to say That could wipe smile right off of your face Come here my hand, pretend you know..know..know it all on the game (Blame it all on the game) [x10]
Because of the beats rhymes, when in fact it did (?whole line?)