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Lyrics to Game 7
Name calling, ha, name calling ha
I'll remember
(Bang)
(Let it, bang!)
I vividly remember visions I was given
Playn nazis, it was written, I imagined fooling the world
From project bunches I was sittin' on
Dreamin' to get it on
Thought it was easy, till I seen what this was hittin' on
Instead you couldn't tell me shit
I was bad, but found that everything I made was a hit
Even when I made mistakes, I always made the Saranoid tip
Said these niggas come close, but that's as far as it get
And I ain't know a damn thing, I just knew I could spit
How these otha niggas on, it don't make no sense
So I just went on the drop, had me hot, it felt like piss
Just knew I couldn't quit, just knew I was legit
Then I draw some niggas lookin' for the same thing
Gone trong shinin' black, shinin' like OB
It take a village to raise a child and take the same for a dream
It take the same for a dream
And we just tryna get the
And we just tryna get the
And we just tryna get the plane go ring
Game 7. my team
And we just tryna get the
And we just tryna get the
And we just tryna get the plane go away
Game 7. my team
And this is world war three, down for the cars, I am kamikazee
Niggas rollin' deep within' the fuckin' nashish
Just lookin' for a shot, like the paparazzi
They said I'm born top, like the god MC
Right before my homit call me nazi
Even if you put me after, I'll be Ali
Follow cold, I am Hamurabi
? in my blood like five foot B
Shit, I got a disease, fuck me and the bodies
It may be can't get body
Ain't sayn I climb niggas part seas
Before they piss pour floor, ain't trained to potty
I could have been hall of fame, in life I bleed
Boh Jackson, I'm crack, mami
Give it to the right purse, I move like Bambi
Now watch me, muthafucka watch me
I'll remember
(Bang)
(Let it, bang!)
I vividly remember visions I was given
Playn nazis, it was written, I imagined fooling the world
From project bunches I was sittin' on
Dreamin' to get it on
Thought it was easy, till I seen what this was hittin' on
Instead you couldn't tell me shit
I was bad, but found that everything I made was a hit
Even when I made mistakes, I always made the Saranoid tip
Said these niggas come close, but that's as far as it get
And I ain't know a damn thing, I just knew I could spit
How these otha niggas on, it don't make no sense
So I just went on the drop, had me hot, it felt like piss
Just knew I couldn't quit, just knew I was legit
Then I draw some niggas lookin' for the same thing
Gone trong shinin' black, shinin' like OB
It take a village to raise a child and take the same for a dream
It take the same for a dream
And we just tryna get the
And we just tryna get the
And we just tryna get the plane go ring
Game 7. my team
And we just tryna get the
And we just tryna get the
And we just tryna get the plane go away
Game 7. my team
And this is world war three, down for the cars, I am kamikazee
Niggas rollin' deep within' the fuckin' nashish
Just lookin' for a shot, like the paparazzi
They said I'm born top, like the god MC
Right before my homit call me nazi
Even if you put me after, I'll be Ali
Follow cold, I am Hamurabi
? in my blood like five foot B
Shit, I got a disease, fuck me and the bodies
It may be can't get body
Ain't sayn I climb niggas part seas
Before they piss pour floor, ain't trained to potty
I could have been hall of fame, in life I bleed
Boh Jackson, I'm crack, mami
Give it to the right purse, I move like Bambi
Now watch me, muthafucka watch me
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