Tekster:
Black And White It S Not A Game

we plan our dreams Shit ain't a game, we don't run game, we run businesses Watch us shine and watch the world be our witnesses It ain't a game dick you

loot loop As fast as I spend it, I'm tryin' to get back in it I make the loot loop It's cop and blow, nigga, that's all I know I make the loot loop

it a gang but we called it a set And it was our own thang, the whole school was down And one way or another everybody fucked around Whether hardcore or not

love 'em in a crazy way Some say they sold the yay' And know they couldn't get work on Labor Day It ain't that black and white It has an area the shade

high In the back of the Maybach and it cost five Hundred thou' on a ***, spent that with a smile Stackin' numbers that alarm and race White house, still

green Playin X-Box on a 100 inch screen Man its not a game, these dangs they not used ta Takin private jets and flying to St. Lousa And then we can

as a hurricane eye Peaceful as a hurricane eye A history of whispers, a shadow of a horse Faces painted black in sorrow and remorse White cloud, black crow, crucifix and

, who talk to Old People, it would make us Better People, all around... (Yes it would) And if Old People would talk to Young People, it would make us

' to the bank, I'm a goof ball It's Y.M. and we at yo' neck like a violin It's our world, we make it spin and y'all the prey, amen Now roger that, roger