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The Blood Brothers Kids Game

ALL YOU CAN GET UP OFF THE GROUND AGAIN, IT DOESN'T MATTER, THE WHOLE THING'S JUST A GAME THE WHOLE THING'S JUST A GAME THE WHOLE THING·S JUST A GAME

Thick's ice fix ghosts infrared no remorse And low from the exchange, psycho derranged Playa lay no feel pain, killa cocka-main I'm top framin the game

game, give the young G's names Bitches on the jock of the hustlers on the block Jump from gee to gee, similar to a flea Suck the blood out or in this

...it's a new day... ya know what I'm sayin'? A new day, brings a new problem to a brother And all I gots ta say is thank God for my mother Cause without

price was cheapa they hate the mel row and now my brothers keepa alot of niggas may not think the same cuz they lame they just rap they wasnt in tha game

bowl of Frosted Flakes The puberty came, started hittin' them cuties with game And the truancy came Started cuttin' in just class, I was comin' all fast, I was new to game

a snitch too [ghostface] In pam's house there was money missing She was too dumb, had her nose numb, sniffin blow in the kitchen Her kids never ate, pcw involved with her Kids

parlay How black power went sour, where's brother jay? Where's the 'pink cadillacs protected by' whoever? The red and the black, green, hilfiger nigga Indians wanna protect the lone howling chief So kids

I still gotta hustle, I still gotta have bricks, but you know Let's feed the kids, man, yeah, let's feed the kids, man Let's do this shit for the kids