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LORD OF THE GAME
Into the flame, into the fire | With no regard for a thing, fuck that I'm the lord of the game | I rule this empire | Lord of the game | Born to reign above all that you claim to know beyond a doubt | 'Cuz no one has came even close to the train of thought we drop like neutron bombs from the tower | Control this and bang this, then watch it rise higher | Than anything seen in your entire | Life spent in chains, sonic live wire | Electrified rain from the lips of the driver | Whippin' the wheel | Flippin' donuts to peel | Out on the face of the base, where's my lighter? | Need it to kill one more and chill | While I feel it so much my gut burns like the tires | Movin' this movement of real shit inspired | By all that has come before this and was done | For the real ones packin' real guns loaded with power | Shower the slums with power from the war marching drums that have come to devour | The weakness that runs when we come | Fuckin' cowards | When they tell you you must make it and you think hell no | Got a bad feeling and can't shake it | Hits so low | Lord of the game | Born to reign above all that you claim to know beyond a doubt | 'Cuz no one has came even close to the train of thought | We drop like neutron bombs from the tower | 'Pon which we maintain | Like soldiers of fame and fortune denied as to to get by without the | Bullshit coming at me from all sides | Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide | Told me it was all good, but they lied | Don't wait to see whites of their eyes | Death to everyone who does not recognize | Wars never done, think it is you die | Where was I now | Like I said before | Hear someone knockin' at my front door | Who could it be, should I ignore the knockin' or see what could be in store | For me if I leave the safety of the shore | So many options, so little time | To do what I want 'fore the end of the line | Places it's blade in the small of my spine | Is it paranoia, is it real? | How long can a man enjoy what he doesn't feel | When they ask if you can make it and you don't wanna go | When they tell you you must make it and you think hell no | Got a bad feeling and can't shake it | Hits so low (rather be stuck naked) | Than waste my time like the last time and every time before that | Don't waste my time even one more time | When you know that shit is whack | Don't make me remind of you of the last time you | Said you’d never go back | Fuck where you're from, fuck where you're goin', it's all about where you're at
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