Translation: Miriam Makeba. Forbidden Games.
Lucy] I feel your fingers- Cold on my shoulder- Your chilling touch, As it runs down my spine- Watching your eyes As they invade my soul- Forbidden
Thanks to mart666@xxl.ee for these lyrics. Chorus: It's 99 players check your game Make sure them young boys respect your name Keep your heaters
Hell? Nigga really can't tell, so I prepare for the worst, and hope for the best, and the rest is written. Some wanna treat me like I'm forbidden, but
, story of) Killin' for my niggas steady got up in the pen Depend on me, let 'em leave Well, we better flee, set 'em all free, give up the game But I
s history, Snitch, who decided he's a member Once he got pinched, coincided with law Same homie say, he lay it down for the boy Brought game squad around
horner Forever forbidden, the fast girls in life The fast cars they call 'em kittens They?ve been known to amaze But they can?t pull one over me I got game
Lori Meyers used to live upstairs Our parents had been friends for years Almost every afternoon we'd play forbidden games At nine years old there's no
I had to emancipate me-me like Mariah At some point I might retire, on some bullshit My legacy, horseshit like Mariah's Illest flow found in the game
[Paris] Take it back to the days when we raised us up 'Fore coward-ass rap made the game corrupt P-Dog in the cut back to bring the pain Puttin wood on
the street, they ain't heard from him since You know about life after kicked the kid in Since me and my mi-dan can flip seven gridams Scridam the flow is forbidden
decision I do this in my sleep and you way outcho division pimpin' This game we play for keeps and the rules remain hidden This ain't a place for laying the snitchin' shit is forbidden
is not a game New war apocalyptic See the wicked run and try to hide the statistic Aint nuttin changed Pe be the same crew It aint a game Once again
Is it a test? At times I feel my soul is possessed Flavors of guess, throw key at major connects Crazy respect goin' through it made me a vet Gettin' down on grounds forbidden
man's ramblin', officials they shot him down Supreme, extreme, lean, keen, killin' machines All I wanna do is feed my seed, plus my team Keep it logical, no games
ninety five Let the will go, like fuck it, closin' my eyes Tired of living, have my niggas die in the prison Catch a bullet wit my back turned, God forbidden
if I die between these sheets I pray to God, she'll never know In his heart and soul He knew that he was playing a game, he could never win But ya know, forbidden
Marc Jacobs! All day flossing fuckin' y'all face up! You try to photoshop ya face up-- ever since you put ya myspace up! I break rules; my shit's forbidden
