the night's light Oh you hype right? Well meet the soul benders Cop that or get shot at like goaltenders You roll benches till playin fear was fair game
"Cam" waters It's a slaughter, it's a slaughter Champagne corks are firing at the sun, again Swooping swallows chased by violins again Strafed by Strauss
one up to Jabar, my nigga maxed in T-Money's home and he's never going back in [Chorus] [Cam'Ron] Aiyo, I swear to God, you think I had a violin the
aint you Only reason why I?m takin just what everybody give me 'cause it just aint the way I do By the walk and the way I talk I?m givin u love The game
point in wondering why Just another test in loves little game show In the story of my life You're just a scene in an episode No violins, no one died "
say that I?m not the same pick a road cause where you drivin is not a lane and rest in peace to Pimp C life is not a game, taking over the world no
this game like a moccasin Get this broad Then floss again [CHOURS] Ease go smoke heavily Breath deep, 'til your lungs bleed Ooh. I don't run the game
don't want him to hate me for it It's not a game anymore, it's not a game anymore It's not a game anymore, it's not a game anymore
I never move a million units its a blessing how I do it I'm the wordsmith (Verse 3) I'm in a game full of morons but they keep puttin' more on told to
If a woman's heart is an endless ocean of secrets I run scuba teams to the bottom discover jewels and keep it Her body is a violin, I'm the violinist
cheesecake factory. EQUIPTO I'm feelin' high and the blunt ain't sparked yet The truth hit the booth just like it was Clark Kent No time for the weak games
blew up, got large And had all the fame Now look how you do, uh I was there when everything had changed You think you the shit Big star on top of your game
I know she's strapin on her violin face Playin the strings with her bow in hand I wonder how she's gonna move her pieces When the king wants to checkmate
[Intro] I'm tryin to tell you that we got it (c'mon) Yeah boy, stress game, less fame is a.. Yeah, this a blessing, stress game (hey!) Less fame, it's
-roger that, r-roger that R-roger Young black Rico's kill for the C-notes But me though, I'm Jack son bitch Tito She wanna play games but this is not
like her other man Well let me do the thinking, this what I recommend My nigger money talk that's what she comprehend Say that sad story, you hear them violins
Listen baby to what I say You only want what you?ve thrown away Broken tables You?re unstable Looks like someone has won These pirate games I?m loading
I?m takin' just can't everybody give me 'Cause it just ain't the way that I do By the walk and the way I talk, I?m givin' you love The game many I loss