ALL YOU CAN GET UP OFF THE GROUND AGAIN, IT DOESN'T MATTER, THE WHOLE THING'S JUST A GAME THE WHOLE THING'S JUST A GAME THE WHOLE THING·S JUST A GAME
翻訳: ブラッドブラザーズサウンドトラック. キッズゲーム.
Thick's ice fix ghosts infrared no remorse And low from the exchange, psycho derranged Playa lay no feel pain, killa cocka-main I'm top framin the game
game, give the young G's names Bitches on the jock of the hustlers on the block Jump from gee to gee, similar to a flea Suck the blood out or in this
, bidders, niggaz who real Professionals, stickup kids dreamin' for mills Let my words guide you, get inside you From Crip to Pirus this is survival Blood of a slave, heart of a king Blood
...it's a new day... ya know what I'm sayin'? A new day, brings a new problem to a brother And all I gots ta say is thank God for my mother Cause without
I stood around to fight when it was better off to run A message to my daughter, daddy ain't make you But sometimes in life blood ain't thicker than water
price was cheapa they hate the mel row and now my brothers keepa alot of niggas may not think the same cuz they lame they just rap they wasnt in tha game
livin' in your mansion driving big cars There's another on the street cold sleepin' on the ground So when you walk by, "Yo, don't act cold-blooded 'Cause
bowl of Frosted Flakes The puberty came, started hittin' them cuties with game And the truancy came Started cuttin' in just class, I was comin' all fast, I was new to game
kids you should put em in the truck with wifey Before I let me nina start singing like a ?? Brother discover the pleasure the pain Whether you survive is the name of the game
a snitch too [ghostface] In pam's house there was money missing She was too dumb, had her nose numb, sniffin blow in the kitchen Her kids never ate, pcw involved with her Kids
blood, stop at five It's like the only way to make it is supplying things Hoop dreams, dunking over cars, let the choir sing [Verse 10 - The Game] Yo
parlay How black power went sour, where's brother jay? Where's the 'pink cadillacs protected by' whoever? The red and the black, green, hilfiger nigga Indians wanna protect the lone howling chief So kids
and enjoy blue skies And all the brothers in the streets gettin' high Give thanks for your life because yo things will change Ghetto people suffering will soon in-herit the game
I still gotta hustle, I still gotta have bricks, but you know Let's feed the kids, man, yeah, let's feed the kids, man Let's do this shit for the kids
in My blood Like Veins that Ivy's The son of a hustler Y'all follow my lead My shows sold out Cause the kids they love me The Kobe of the game And y'
