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CHORUS: places wanna piece of the pie Good guy, bad guy, we gotta die It's all a game, make the Hall Of Fame While others'll die in vain tryin' to for a name
places wanna piece of the pie Good guy, bad guy, we gotta die (Word Up) It's all a game, make the Hall Of Fame (Yeah...How we livin'?) While others'll die in vain to front for a name
AZ One} fulfilled, gave us more room to build Strong climb made more for wounds to heal I can see the sun, been blessed to be the one Set free to run, baby moms, new seed to come Breathin' lungs, through the see the thumb So regardless, male or female, either one G's and tons out, coped the ranch house In ?Grand Martin? needed some space to plot my out of life, still rock low, plus the sneaker type Be for ?kites? pushin' a stick make you breeze life See sites, gun shots, used to run spots rocks, nearly got rich off of one block Saw the light, caught a case, couldn't to fight Lawyer white, had to cop out or face more life Poison bites, my brain, flyin' flames Tryin' to change, between worlds kinda strange
CHORUS: Tradin' wanna piece of the pie (Yeah) guy, bad guy, we each gotta die It's all a game, make the Hall Of Fame (Yeah) While others'll die in vain to front for a name (That's how we at 'em)
Tradin' places wanna of the pie Good guy, bad guy, we each die (Yeah) all a game, some'll make the Hall Of Fame (Uh Huh) While die in vain tryin' to front for a name
AZ Two} Yo it's either or, to by girl ?Lee Rahol? G's galore, ?Cristen D or?, believe in war Need some more currency, observin' me Third defree, tryin' to see before they murder me Thoroughly thoughts react, let the mack accross tracks Catch me in Haiti, ridin' horse Seek religion, life, tryin' to see the vision Weeks in prison'll a wise man peep his livin' Reach decisions, analyze, scope the game, wit hopes to Before the stress overdose the brain, most Shockwaves, I rock stage the Tropic Haze Under Palm Trees, puffin' lye for days, ways chillin', old villan, known for buildin' Sittin' back, controlin' What's right or Shorter days, nights is long Keep ya strong, in case, it might be on
CHORUS: places wanna piece of the pie Good guy, bad guy, we each die It's all a game, some'll make the Of Fame others'll die in vain tryin' to front for a name
Tradin' wanna piece of the pie (Yo) Good guy, bad guy, we each gotta die (Each die) It's all a game, some'll make the Hall Of others'll die in vain tryin' to front for a name
AZ Three} So what's the remedy, from bein' invaded by enemy Envy me, had a cold since infancy Below freezin', used to for no reason Now beyond that, to relax, master slow breathin', blowin' Spendin' paper's so I'm from it, most large niggas and done wit No one to run wit, just a few from the Old Ocean cruise, back soakin' the blues Scopin' the views, never once, the news It's all stress, placed on the broke and So know the game, some'll make the Of Fame While die in vain tryin' to front for a name
[AZ] Tradin' wanna piece of the pie guy, bad guy, we each gotta die It's all a game, some'll make the Hall Of others'll die in vain tryin' to front for a name
Tradin' places piece of the pie Good guy, bad guy, we each die It's all a game, some'll make the Hall Of While die in vain tryin' to front for a name