Grave Yard

The Game

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    Welcome to the graveyard
    Where everybody like to
    Pray: allahu akbar
    You scared to say "god? "
    They call me game
    Because I play hard
    So get your helmets and
    Your face guards
    I spit holy water, let's have
    A face off: nicholas cage
    They say the boy is off the
    Chain like two pits in a
    Cage
    Your girl say my flow the
    Bomb like I swallow
    Grenades
    Respect the rules up in this
    Shit so you gotta get paid
    Or you gotta get spayed
    Like windex with them
    Twin techs
    I'll raid on top of insects.
    Niggas die fuckin they
    Family
    Oh, where I'm from they
    Call that "incest"
    Open the bible, good book
    Serves it's purpose for
    Shook crooks
    Heavenly father, I think we
    In heaven, be a good look
    Sing the hook:

    In this heartless world that
    I live in
    I have learned that I can't
    Depend on love
    It hasn't made me a saint
    So I'm a take it all with
    Me to the graveyard

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    The cemetery ain't as new
    As the saint it look
    They bury ministers there
    Right next to straight
    Crooks
    And nas told niggas they
    Was shooting and they'd
    Look
    Niggas rhyme about
    Banging, getting whooped
    On facebook
    Now put that on your wall,
    I put that on the wall
    I shot-call and brawl
    Quicker than jon wall
    I'm killing these niggas,
    Bought everything last
    Year
    And wasn't feeling these
    Niggas. I mean I was numb
    Last year
    Wasn't feeling you niggas.
    Came back
    To sell a few more mil on
    You niggas
    Toast! I'm in the phantom,
    Nah nigga I ain't scared of
    No ghost
    Cause all the dead rapper's
    Albums are selling the
    Most

    Some say the 3rd verse
    Puts niggas in a hearse
    Since I was born jay, guess
    I'm the gift & the curse
    Lot of bloods out here, but
    Nigga I did it first
    Still blood out here that's
    Why I'm up in the church
    Still repenting for my sins,
    But not all the way
    Cause I just rode up in the
    Benz and handed homie
    The k
    What he gon do with it?
    Probably run up on your
    Crew with it
    That's what I call rap beef,
    Luckily I'm through with it
    Now I just lean back, '72
    With it
    Sell it to a nigga down
    South, he act a fool with it
    Back to them haters and
    The stool-pigeons
    You're too busy tryna
    Judge us stars, but how
    Are you living?

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