Can't Live Rap Alone, The Game Needs Me.

Rap is a habit. As an addict, I got it.
With the trees, my self and I and music in 3's
There is no doubt I can't leave the game there is no doubt I can't live the game.
Am stuck in it like a gene in a DNA
My parents won't wanna see me on BBA
The game is me hate I sting like a bee
What would be has to already be
Am more conscious of what hasn't been
And what my you still haven't seen
Right from the Garden Of eden
I knew the beginning was hidden
More interested in more achievements
As I spend more time in my basement
All these rappers now my cousins we spend time in cuisines
Never Born in the Game so I chose to die in it
Never knew the price of fame so I gotta pay for it
Lost My way when the game gave me a compass
Like 2 Big pricks who cum pass
Had to save my self Needed more awards on my shelf
Gave My Life To christ, he gave it to my destiny
Had a Girl I trusted I called her chinny
Back in the days She Was a Big Option
Now a nigga only got one option
Like 50 get Rich or Die Trying
A Nigga got to try,Already Dying
Been a long time we all been highing
Wait till the game keeps me flying....
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