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The Game - Monsters In My Head The Game - Monsters In My Head | | I'm sitting here watching my daughter being born For like I should thank god that nothing went wrong Back in my days I saved the strength for the graveyard Running from school cause enemies never stay far Wear my colors watching colors chasing after my older b Playing football in the streets with the homies And local drug dealers kicking back making money cause Mama at the post office working at late night shifts Taking care of my sisters cause my daddy wouldn't.. Sweating on the stove and on a school clothes Open the refrigerator like where did the food go? Trying to do whatever I can to be a man, hope you unde Even when sh-t goes wrong it's part of god's plan, amen
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray to lord my soul to keep Wake me up before I'm dead Don't bury me with monsters in my head, yeah Monsters in my head, with monsters in my head Underneath the bed, underneath the bed Laying here staring at this doggy style poster on my wal.. spinning this basketball, what the f-ck is going on? Ain't a n-gger here, all of my homies gone to jail, or they end up dead Got my first tattoo tear when I was 19, chasing in pipe dreams Cause... bullet for chilling, that was a nice scene Like the movies, n-ggers acting fool, when you pushing the beemer Who gives a f-ck about the school? Mom's out of... but I was breaking all the rules Kicked a n-gger out the house so I started forming my crew Getting a little bigger on my own, in the 12 grade creeps scheming on Cause they know my trap cell mate, trying to get by or getting high That's how I survived, be a leader not a follower, that's.. Paying no... but keep my chrome too the end of time Feeling like no n-gger can see me I think they're going blind
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray to lord my soul to keep Wake me up before I'm dead Don't bury me with monsters in my head, yeah Monsters in my head, with monsters in my head Underneath the bed, underneath the bed
Seems like just yesterday a nigger was only 21 Showing the little homie how to use a f-cking gun Now look what I become, n-gger is on the run From the cops, the slums, the right, like father like son But I'm missing them days when I couldn't roll up a blunt Bust the windows out of cars just to only drive it once Yeah them was the days but now a n-gger getting paid Pouring down rose for my n-ggers in the grave My n-gger big wheel and my homie p Feel like yesterday we was running in the streets And I swear to god funny how the time fly And the only thing certain that we all die So let your soul fly
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray to lord my soul to keep Wake me up before I'm dead Don't bury me with monsters in my head, yeah Monsters in my head, with monsters in my head Underneath the bed, underneath the bed |
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