14.Love Game
Something's burning, I can't figure out what
It's either lust or a cloud of dust
Judgment is clouded, must just be the powder from the power of
love
But I'm in something I don't know how to get out of
Left my girl in the house alone
Is that my soon to be spouse's moan
And the further I walked, the louder
I paused for a minute to make certain that's what I heard
'Cause after all, this is her place
So I gave her the benefit of the doubt
Think I might be about busta busta
The thought's so scary, yo that it hurts, brace
Hope it ain't, there we go, yo
'Cause my head already goes to worst case scenario, though, in
the first place
But you confirmed my low end theory, though
Should've known when I made it all the way to third base
And that was only the first date, could've made it to home plate
But you slid straight for the dome and dove face first
'No, you don't understand, I don't do this for anyone, ever'
Yeah, that ain't what they all say
I'll say it, you can suck a softball through a straw, used to be
my fiancé
Till you sucked on Wayne, Andre, and Kanye
Lebron, Akon, Jay, Lil Jon, Raekwon, Ma$e
Polow Tha Don, Drake, Dante Ross, James Conway, Kwame
Guess I'm getting my goddamn jigga on
'Cause your name, I'm beyond saying
But fuck it, I'm moving on, you women are all crazy
But I'll probably always keep on playing the game of
Love, love, love, love
She doesn't love me, no she don't love me no more
She hates my company, yeah, she don't love me no more
I tried to get her up out of my head, left my bags at the door
She screamed she loves me like she never did before
And I told her go where you want
And go do what you want to do, I don't care
And I told her go where you want
And go do what you want to do, I don't care
I told that bitch
I'm a sucker for love, you're a sucker for dick
Sucking dick in your momma's tub till your granny walked in
Told the stupid nigga to duck under the water, he drowned
Like an abortion, they booked you for manslaughter
You beat the case and I called you
'Sherane is not available now leave a message at the tone
And Kendrick don't forget to buy two pair of those
Expensive heels, you little fucking Ferris wheel
Fucking spending on me, fuck you think we gonna get married
still？
Fucking Mary had a little lamb, this ain't no fairy tale
Fairy godmomma better tell you how I fucking feel
Like you should fucking beat it or fucking eat it while I'm on
my period
Now have a blessed day'
Bitch, you serious？ I'm in the mirror with this look on my face,
curious
Why you ain't fucking with me, you cut me up, a Caesarean
You know I want you bad as a Benjamin, I'm delirious
I want you bad as the head shattered on George Zimmerman
After the Dillinger hit 'em diligently and killing him
His mouthpiece for a Cadillac emblem
That's analogy and metaphor for you
I should win a medal for all the ways I adore you
This is me talking poetry, yeah, I got some home training
That ain't what you like, ain't it？ What about if I was famous
As Marshall, would you give fellatio in the carpool
Cops pull us over, they just wanna know if you gargle, singing
I hope she's good enough, meanwhile you're chasing her
Chlamydia couldn't even get rid of her
Pity the fool that pity the fool in me, I'mma live with the game
of
Love, love, love, love
She doesn't love me, no she don't love me no more
She hates my company, yeah, she don't love me no more
I tried to get her up out of my head, left my bags at the door
She screamed she loves me like she never did before
And I told her go where you want
And go do what you want to do, I don't care
And I told her go where you want
And go do what you want to do, I don't care
So needless to say I'm feeling betrayed
Snatched my house key off my keychain
She jumped off, Wee-Bey from The Wire, scape
Now she's chasing me with a cheese grater
Here goes that broken record, cliché, it's all my fault anyway
She's turning the tables, I'm a beat-break
She treats my face like seratos, she cuts and scratches like a
DJ
Each day is an instant replay
They say we display symptomatic erratic behavior
Back together but forgot today was her b-day, she cut me off on
the freeway
Simple misunderstanding but just as I went to slam on the brakes
Then I realized that she may be as crazy as me, wait
Bitch cut my fucking break lines, stepped on them fuckers eight
times
Still going 73, thank God there's an exit coming up
But them other F-U-C-K's all would've hit the off ramp
So I coast into a gosh damned aw hit a fucking tree
Now here she comes at full speed, she's racing at me
Ok, you wanna fuck with me, eh？
Snatch the bitch out her car through the window, she screaming
I body slam her onto the cement until the concrete gave and
created a sinkhole
Bury this stink hoe in it, then paid to have the street re-paved
Fuck, woke up in a dream state in a cold sweat
Like I got hit with a freeze ray during a heat wave
Guess I eventually caved, though, 'cause she's lying next to me
in bed
Directly aiming a gat at my head
Woke up again and jumped up like fuck it, I've had it, I'm
checking into rehab
I confess I'm a static addict, I guess that's why I'm so clingy
Every girl I've ever had either says I got too much baggage
Or I'm too fucking dramatic
Man, what the fuck is the matter？ I'm just a fucking romantic
I fucking love you, you fucking bitch
Combative, possessive, in fact last time I was mad at an ex
I actually set off a chain reaction, a tragic event
I said 'hit the road' and after she left
I sent that bitch a text
I said 'be careful driving, don't read this and have an
accident'
She glanced to look at it and wrecked, too bad
Thought we had a connect
No sense dwelling makes, never been a more compelling case
Than a model covered in L'Oreal and mace, who fell from grace
Eleven stories for story telling but the whore was yelling
'rape'
So the vocal cords were swelling
And her voice were more hoarser than Tori Spelling's face
Still they swarm the gates and my fans making stakes
To greet Norman Bates with a warm embrace
Unless you're Andrea Yates, don't ask me for a date, don't be
late
Well, the sentiment's great, but wait then there's been a
mistake
You want an intimate date, I wanna intimidate
I have infinite hate in my blood, it's mainly because of the
game of
Wait, dinner at eight
I have infinite hate in my blood, it's mainly because of the
game of
Game of
Love, love, love, love
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