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The Game - Confessions Of A Desperate Man

Yeah,
Like, how many niggaz can write without writing?
Shit, I got to be in the top five already,
Game,
Game,

[Verse 1:]
I'm not new to this shit, homie I been in it,
Six years dying to be heard by the masters,
I'm not too hot to drop in ten minutes,
Pac' was the shit, but I'm fine being classic,
Need more time to dispense my thoughts out,
Intense as it sounds, rap relieves stress,
So every bar delivered was a mental thought,
Amazing, shit like a burden off my chest,
B16 is a [? ],
Doc' is a beat playing through the g-force,
Understand the volume of the studio sessions,
Walking, talking, block of C4,
Might explode on the next nigga pressing my buttons,
Keep pressing ya luck, go on, try it again,
Have you wake up in the ER, counting your blessings,
Confessions of a desperate man, dying to win

[Chorus: x2]
Trying to walk the right way, gotta steal the past,
So hard to be righteous when I feel them laugh,
Cause when the bomb blow you gonna fell the blast,
Confessions of a desperate man, dying to pass,

[Verse 2:]
Niggaz sleep in the hood, sleep with medals,
Sleep with heat or with a shank,
But the truth, protect me over they drama,
I keep it hood, keep it ghetto, keep it street, keep it gangster,
And the youth, respect me more than they momma,
Cause I'm soldier for the cause in the army of the Christ,
I'm here to let ya'll know man he not some nice fag,
I know I got flaws, but whatever my vice,
Still my motto is "I ain't got no price tag",
All I thought was the worst, burnt out from oppression,
From seeing my people being killed by America,
But what I thought was a curse, turned out to be a blessing,
Cause all ya'll Europeans did was build my character,
I'm trying to purify it in the furnace of affliction,
Tired of hearing my peoples cries from your lashes,
So I ride with a heart burning with conviction,
It's the fire you're fearing, it's the phoenix rising from the ashes,

[Chorus: x2]
Trying to walk the right way, gotta steal the past,
So hard to be righteous when I feel them laugh,
Cause when the bomb blow you gonna fell the blast,
Confessions of a desperate man, dying to pass,

[Verse 3:]
Hurricane,
Niggaz politicking, wanna know why I'm rhyming different,
My best friend got murdered, homie, my mind is different,
If you ain't never spent no time in prison, you can't understand these bars of the lines I'm spitting,
Niggaz riling me up, let's go, find a victor,
I can't do it homie that's the reason Shyne in prison,
Through divine intervention, ten plus years doing crime in the trenches,
Multiplied by the time we spent in the kitchen,
That's a life worth of hard living, Cuban cigar tipping,
Twelfth grade bitching, purple swerve by the jar sipping,
If you lost a homie you know friendship is god given,
I done seen the church so much you'd think I was born Christian,
I done seen more dead bodies than a mortician,
Seen niggaz in and out of county blues like they was born crippin,
So I'm a keep on living cause when you gone niggaz ain't gonna do shit but fuck your bitch and pour liquor, this ones for my niggaz,

All my homeboys who died in the struggle,
And all my niggaz still alive,
Be what you are, and say what you feel, cause those who matter, don't mind, and those who mind, don't matter,
It's still California love nigga...

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