GHOSTEMANE, Wavy Jone$ - PumaFleece lyrics
[GHOSTEMANE, Wavy Jone$ - PumaFleece lyrics]
Got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
When I go to sleep
I keep a shotty at my feet
Double barrel, 20 gauge loaded I'm a freak
I always let my paranoia get the best of me
When I didn't I was starving
Watching other folks eat
I'll never lie to myself
I'll tell the truth when it hurts
Stuck in a prisoner's cell
It's what the criminal work
Whether you got the Impala and in
The back of a Benz
You got a problem, I solve it
The government full of felons
Bitch, I'm bumping Deicide out
My Grand Marquis
22" chromes witta big body on them Ds
I got a chica sucking me
While rocking Puma Fleece
Maybe, maybe now you get why
I don't respond to beef
Well, I've been blinded by the devil
Seen the eyes of the snake
Catch me cold world creepin with
My nine and the shank
Homicide on the rise hope my time is today
I'm defined as divine, hope you
Cry from the pain, day
Take a good read of the game
Learn how to play never be one to complain
The hand that be feeding you could be the one
To end your life if you a snake
All of you want in the game
Never be workin a day, only to say
When will it be my time to
Take this mother fuckers place
Another dollar for the richer
Another death for the poor
I'm sick of society's standards
Left the blood at the floor
Illuminati wanna rob me cause
My soul ain't cheap fuck the otherside
Bitch ain't got no time for beef
Got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
Got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up, you got the game
Got the game, got the game, got the game
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
When I go to sleep
I keep a shotty at my feet
Double barrel, 20 gauge loaded I'm a freak
I always let my paranoia get the best of me
When I didn't I was starving
Watching other folks eat
I'll never lie to myself
I'll tell the truth when it hurts
Stuck in a prisoner's cell
It's what the criminal work
Whether you got the Impala and in
The back of a Benz
You got a problem, I solve it
The government full of felons
Bitch, I'm bumping Deicide out
My Grand Marquis
22" chromes witta big body on them Ds
I got a chica sucking me
While rocking Puma Fleece
Maybe, maybe now you get why
I don't respond to beef
Well, I've been blinded by the devil
Seen the eyes of the snake
Catch me cold world creepin with
My nine and the shank
Homicide on the rise hope my time is today
I'm defined as divine, hope you
Cry from the pain, day
Take a good read of the game
Learn how to play never be one to complain
The hand that be feeding you could be the one
To end your life if you a snake
All of you want in the game
Never be workin a day, only to say
When will it be my time to
Take this mother fuckers place
Another dollar for the richer
Another death for the poor
I'm sick of society's standards
Left the blood at the floor
Illuminati wanna rob me cause
My soul ain't cheap fuck the otherside
Bitch ain't got no time for beef
Got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
Got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up
You got the game fucked up, you got the game
Got the game, got the game, got the game