Body Count - The End Game lyrics
[Body Count - The End Game lyrics]
The End Game mother fucker
Get your shit tight, shit right
Listen it's a mission to keep us in the dark
Keep us apart
Keep us throwing poisonous darts
Enter the black room
Cash rules everything son
Nobody's your friend fool go for your guns
Trust no one, money buys souls and lives
Brothers and wives, alibis, many will die
Fucking with the quick to get you niggas
Demons form hell!
They're rooms are oval, they're game global
They make pawns of men
I the name of god they keep us apart
I don't know about you but I don't
Hate as much as they do
I'm just trying to live and shit
Mother fuckers best prey that they
Don't blow us all away
The power hungry fools on the hill
Before they lose they'll push
The fucking button, explode the air!
Winter and black rain, they play the End Game
Mother fuckers take what they can take
Mother fucking snakes
They stole this land we live
On and kill to keep
We're just lambs here waiting for
The blood bath baby hitman army, Hitman Navy
Moved by the wicked had of money not love
No one knows the secrets
It's an evil mix man
Catch your breath prey for death
It's the only truth left
I ain't never done shit to
Your country of fam
Don't want your oil man, don't want your land
The people that your beefin with
Are not my friends they hate me too
And they want me to hate you
It's the evilest of mixes
Keep the people twisted
Power mongers on earth
They trade life for dirt
It ain't the people of this planet
It's the kings and their courts
And they do what they gotta
Do cause murders their sport
Get your shit tight, shit right
Listen it's a mission to keep us in the dark
Keep us apart
Keep us throwing poisonous darts
Enter the black room
Cash rules everything son
Nobody's your friend fool go for your guns
Trust no one, money buys souls and lives
Brothers and wives, alibis, many will die
Fucking with the quick to get you niggas
Demons form hell!
They're rooms are oval, they're game global
They make pawns of men
I the name of god they keep us apart
I don't know about you but I don't
Hate as much as they do
I'm just trying to live and shit
Mother fuckers best prey that they
Don't blow us all away
The power hungry fools on the hill
Before they lose they'll push
The fucking button, explode the air!
Winter and black rain, they play the End Game
Mother fuckers take what they can take
Mother fucking snakes
They stole this land we live
On and kill to keep
We're just lambs here waiting for
The blood bath baby hitman army, Hitman Navy
Moved by the wicked had of money not love
No one knows the secrets
It's an evil mix man
Catch your breath prey for death
It's the only truth left
I ain't never done shit to
Your country of fam
Don't want your oil man, don't want your land
The people that your beefin with
Are not my friends they hate me too
And they want me to hate you
It's the evilest of mixes
Keep the people twisted
Power mongers on earth
They trade life for dirt
It ain't the people of this planet
It's the kings and their courts
And they do what they gotta
Do cause murders their sport