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letra de blame game - shaqisdope

[intro]
stay strong
these songs
rain on me
woah

[verse 1]
got a way with the words, i’m heavenly gifted
got enough fire to make the devil suspicious
the h-ll i’m living in ain’t complete without a mistress
told this girl i love her once and all i heard back was crickets
funny, i found dior the same time i lost religion
but all it took was pain to kneel where that crucifix is
drown in my sorrows ’til my get, i’m still submissive
lookin’ for tomorrow, yesterday i tried to end it
i went back to the whiskey, it get the job done
that first sip still give a taste of nostalgia
niece broke my heart and i still won’t call her
she left me for a bum when she could’ve had a baller
ain’t nothin’ changed, so now it’s intense up on the roster
that field plain, when you ain’t got a wife to honor
these sins weighin’ down, started messin’ up my posture
creepin’ through the fire, hear me father

[chorus]
don’t play the blame game (oh)
laid back chillin’, i been feedin’ all these thoughts in my mind (my mind)
listen when i say things (oh)
know you thinkin’ that i’m here still tryna waste time
(oh, no, no, no)
it’s always the same thing in my mind (my mind)
fightin’ with myself, thinkin’ that i don’t try
but i don’t wanna play games with this life (oh)
i don’t wanna play games with this life (oh, no)
[verse 2]
stab me in the back, i remove the knife
i forgive but don’t forget ’cause they will do it twice
nowadays, some cops k!ll you if you know your rights
depending on your skin, you make it home at night
play a roll, move precise, mistakes come with a price
if i ever slip, i bet i come back like the poltergeist
would have nothin’ left, if i was tryna wear that rollie’, right?
probably shouldn’t cop it, never listed to my own advice
look, what you mean n-gga?
i’m on my dean, but still runnin’ in between scriptures
we in the hood but never sleep where them fiends litter
i want the world, you want the block, now who dreams bigger?
it’s easy to own a glock and be a mean k!ller
but it’s harder to hold a mop and have to clean sh-tters
i ain’t sayin’ that i’m gandhi, ain’t no peace giver
just food for thought that i deliver

- shaqisdope

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