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Picture me in history I hit your screen
White t-shirt, blue jeans stay creased and
Free-styling as I walk down the block a since a pre-teen
Vivid dreams of upcoming
Like a motion picture of a young n---a become sick of
scheming to become richer
Started to figure that threatening to guns triggers
Bring funds quicker then I was on one and it was
Colder days I now call days
So amazed when I over my shoulder blade
Member when mama was out "hold the faith"
When it seemed there was no escape hopeless fate
So it more than fake
N---a's yelling over with no noise to make
To impact any part of my state
I'll make you hate what I state and yet relate..... yeah

Straight from the to the top
below cause I'm fly like a bird just watching my shit drop
No aim I randomly hit spots
Enter in this game an on hip hop (x2)

Comical attitudes people ask "when the album dropping"
You know you're good you see all the haters flocking
People don't understand the shit I drop
It's like throwing you in water with your to a rock
You tried to with me so I gave you my gun
But you didn't begin so you couldn't be
I shine people say my shit's the shadiest
If God gave you your style dog I'm atheist
I know the formula but I got the answer
I'm but shit I'm not Prancer
Girls acting Tina T say they wanna be my private dancers
They understand I'm like
When I I'm kind of hard to maintain
N---as start bobbing their heads when they Mink's name
Putting instruments together is like a
These bitch-ass in the game adore me ooh.

Straight the bottom to the top
Look below cause I'm fly like a bird watching my shit drop
No aim I randomly hit spots
Enter in this an reign on hip hop (x2)

In the midst of plus n---as taking sips of
or a quick puff when a Philly's lit up
Young Cleva he turned Mr.
Spit a verse and make a curse ready to kick dust
getting ripped up pissed cause I disrupt
When I spit I spit such eloquence the
Evidence was to
Anyone with nuts who attempt to enter in the

I flip trip every time that I bust
Got preacher women falling into my lust
Fading out when I plug in the MPC
An cause I change what you see
I don't like so you know I'm not cocky
No rap like no ball playing hockey
You tried to protect yourself with a vest tin
Y'all wanted some hot Clev we did it again damn

Straight from the to the top
below cause I'm fly like a bird just watching my shit drop
No aim I randomly hit spots
Enter in game an reign on hip hop (x4)

© 2004. © 2014 Lightbourne,
The Game of Life (Re-released)
Artist: Rob "Cleva"