dates are confirmed backup-friends are adjourned if I knew what i wanted I would go and get it right away but I am in the game again remembering my
Translation: D'Sound. In The Game.
a different day Sound like broken records playing over But you promised her, next time you'd show restraint You don't get another chance, life is no Nintendo game
me, Nemo If I was at the club you know I ball, chemo Drop the mixtape that shit sounded like a album Who'da thought a country wide tour'd be the outcome
to win it, I'm willin? to carry The game, if you think I?m not look at the carriage Pop up clean up out of the Phantom The people go screamin? like a opera anthem I did it before, I?d
the children sing I like it when you sing That lets you know somethin's comin' Oh, it's comin', aww, man somethin's comin' I like this sound of this
me It's like the more money we come across The more problems we see Yeah yeah, ah ha, from the C to the A to the D D Y Know you'd rather see me die than
a call. You know how we do? Roc-A-Fella Style, Peace [Ice-T] Peace out Motherfuckers said I'd never survive, here I am Check your sound scan virally
night, I think it was a Saturday Right after that party that he lead out down the way Gunshots spread - everyday, all day (fuck!) D.T.'s rushed the party
the eyes and catch a fuckin' clip Not in the ghetto no more but I do hang Got a black game and it's sittin' on them thangs I kick the game from the
'm gonna end up with a big sum 'Cause if you don't like one jam, I always got another one Different, specifically I don't copy Tear up the track if the flow sounds sloppy I don't play one game
down Dreamt about ripping the mic with my own sound So I tried to write rhymes somethin' like them My boys said, ?That ain't you Ice? That shit sounds
' to lose much to gain In my brain I got a capitalist migraine I gotta get paid tonight, you muthafuckin' right Taking my grip, check my bitch, keep my game
know Rhyme Syndicate bosses Any show, any tour, we house program Donald-D is who I am, damn Attempt to do this, boy, you're takin' a risk 'Cause my voice sounds
hear Heureka! I just struck a platinum fame In the game things'll never be the same Because money changes everything [ ROUND 1: Donald D ] Once again comin at you hyper Donald D
hummin' like a vibrator, gotta make crime pay I'm packin' two gats and I wish I could carry more Might sound crazy, but I ran out of slugs before Yeah
up off me, you gettin too close to me son It'd be fun if you didn't have a gun But if you didn't had one you'd probably run; come come Now spit it from
me a game underneath the lights Give me the roar of the fans Give me the sound of the big bat swinging Give me a ring on my hand Give me a game underneath
