The realist in the game
Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne
Hand over the knife please
You gotta breathe and be at ease
In the middle of the night, i just might, use my knife,
She don't really care about anyone advice
Occupation is the game
Through all the rain and the pain
The game plan, the game plan
Fuck that nigga, wolf gang
I've got all the plastic ready with my favourite knife
Life goes on homiegone on, cause they passed awayniggas doin' life
Well its the pain and suffering that's stabbing me with a knife
Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live
Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive
I stay the fuck away from the knife,
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