The Game
YA SEE ..
I’ been wifey material
I’ turned down a few DIAMONDS
AND some whom claim to be KINGS
Truly lacking their SPADES, uninteresting things
No intellect just sexual, shuffling the same ole dream.
thought I found my ACE ,but he kept HOLDING OUT on me.
He kept losing everytime we had a chance, so I cut him and threw up the DUCES and he aint neva been the same .
Ran across a few JACKS in the CLUBS ,NO POSSIBLES for me !
Always with their handout Trying to Play A QUEEN !
I got no HEART left to play Not a DIME to be took !!
No New RECORDS, no new SCORES, NO NEW WINS IN MY BOOK!
They'll get SET down again and try to look for a new thang .
Oh yeah they'll get sat down again and try to look for a new game .
But ya see if i had the chance to do it all over again.
I'd Rob them all BLIND then leave the GAME !
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