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The End Game
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| Добавлена 1 сентября 2011 пользователем Iron Man |
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The End Game mother fucker get your shit tight, shit right,
Listen its a mission to keep us in the dark.
Keep us apart, keep us throwing poisonous darts,
Enter the black room, cash rules everything son.
Nobodys your friend fool go for your guns.
Trust no one, money buys souls and lives,
Brothers and wives, alibis, many will die.
Fucking with the quick to get you niggas,
Demons form hell!
[Chorus:]
Theyre rooms are oval, theyre game global,
They make pawns of men.
I the name of god they keep us apart.
I dont know about you but I dont hate as much as they do.
Im just trying to live and shit.
Mother fuckers best prey that they dont blow us all away.
The power hungry fools on the hill.
Before they lose theyll push the fucking button, explode the air!
Winter and black rain, they play the End Game
Mother fuckers take what they can take.
Mother fucking snakes.
They stole this land we live on and kill to keep,
Were just lambs here waiting for the blood bath baby,
Hitman army, Hitman Navy.
Moved by the wicked had of money not love,
No one knows the secrets, its an evil mix man.
Catch your breath prey for death, its the only truth left.
[Chorus]
I aint never done shit to your country of fam,
Dont want your oil man, dont want your land.
The people that your beefin with are not my friends,
They hate me too, and they want me to hate you.
Its the evilest of mixes keep the people twisted,
Power mongers on earth, they trade life for dirt.
It aint the people of this planet, its the kings and their courts.
And they do what they gotta do cause murders their sport.
[Chorus]
[ The End Game Lyrics ]
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