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And my say
"We the fame"

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

we exist and breathe, some believe, currency comes to g's
Stresses the ghetto, with 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 all stay true

Play the game, nigga, let the game play you
And for the fame, niggas, change fast, a shame
What's the game, lost
Who controls our brain? Who can I

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

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

I'm the first one to warn them, blast it, them plastic
Bullshittin' got his ass hit, ain't nothing now
Treated like a was not for me
but busters and bitches be rockin' beats, fake in fame

Block run and shoot slugs, we throw back like
Without the gloves, no love for fake desperadoes
And thugs, I bleed to envy, smoke and out their blunts
Sipping Henney, drunk nights and hot
Cocking my heat, shootin' it

A wife on the run, full of common
Unconditionally to my gun, fulfillin' my destiny
On knees and desires, be pulling all my cabbage
priors, stuck in the trance
Searching for some higher, the and fame

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

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

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

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

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 the local street gang

They say the light is faded, but still shine in the
You can easy been a man, but you's a boy in your
And that's some game that I got from generation of
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, stuck in this
Searching for and fame
One thing we all adore, something dying for
It's been but pain, stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and

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

Still retarded from slavery, when we struggle to shovel
nobody saved me, ghetto ain't made me
I made myself, the poverty raised me, thinkin' ain't no
I for my health, my mind, and my family too
State of myself, my grind and my family

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

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