May 21, 2004 ( Can't play this game no more girl..)
Good-bye to the game all the spoils, the adreneline rush
Your blood boils you in a spot knowing you could rush
And you in a drop your so easy to touch
No two days are alike
Except the first and fifteenth pretty much
And "trust" is a word you seldom hear from me
I don't sleep, i rest with one eye up
And the drought to find a man when the well dries up
You learn to work the water without workin thirst til die YUP
And I get tied up
I Pray i'm forgiven
For every bad decision i made
Every sister i played
Cause i'm still paranoid to this day
And it's nobody fault i made the decisions i made
This is the life i chose or rather the life that chose me..
Friday, May 21, 2004
Composed by
That Nigga Named M.O.N.
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21.5.04
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