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Game Recognize Game
The homes you have don't possess the love you thought
But turn their noses up and say, "He shouldn't of got caught"
You give them a call, but they're not too enthusiastic
It's not, "Heey, how ya doing?" but acting all sarcastic
You say, "I need some money," like a banana they want to split
You can't see their faces, but they turn their nose up like smell shit
If you had a dollar, if you heard a statement like this
"Man, it's all bad," you'll be another one that's rich
You wanna huff and puff and breathe like Darth Vader
So you can't wing, guess you're like the Oakland Raiders
You ask them with high hopes and write to their address
Then they say, "Man, it's all bad, my girl had to buy this dress."
You ask them for something, is like a fairy tale like Mother Goose
Or one fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish, I'm talking about Dr. Seuss
You can't get mad, it's how the game is played
You put yourself in prison, so it's the bed that you made
You need their help in there and you know your boy is paid
But they throw fits because they feel you're trying to invade
You're really not, just send money, as you try to persuade
Now all of a sudden they're deaf and need a damn hearing aid
You don't have nothing but never are you afraid
To ask them for anything but they rain on your parade
It's okay that you know they're wicked as voodoo
It's like high def homie, and I can see right through you
When you think about it, really, who's to blame?
They'll never do anything for you, game recognize game!
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