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letra de blame the game - sin city quinn

[verse one: adam quinn]

i been sitting in the studio like what is real
and all these n-gga got opinions like they know the game
and all these n-ggas saying they get it like the know the pain
but you won’t feel me til you numb n-gga, novocaine
the same n-ggas build me up tryna bring me down
n-ggas hate that you can do this sh-t without them
i’m seeing faces but my n-ggas ain’t around
i want that feeling back when we just did the outcome
and everybody just listen when they telling lies
fired some n-ggas and that and that bullsh-t was televised
having public feuds with these bullsh-t managers
i swear i’m so sick of sucking with these lames
i’m sitting back look at new fans adding us
and week by week seeing that those numbers never change
i’m getting better but relevancy in the moments
argue with the label about bullsh-t, the budgets frozen
prolly shouldn’t say that but f-ck it it’s in the open
twelve years in the game and n-ggas is still hoping
n-ggas talking sh-t i be hearing it through the grapevine
i’m asking what’s going on take this heart of mine
yeah, i feel the full court pressure
yeah, d-mn these a&r’s love to test ya
d-mn, phone ringing on the dresser
but, i don’t even wanna answer
falling out with stick up i was f-cking speechless
all i did was look in his eyes, i was speechless
rapping is my job but n-gga i need raise
still i spend five notes on some f-cking dita shades
that’s where my heads at, i ain’t saying it’s right
tryna f-ck the world i gotta plan it right
and i ain’t plan to write nothing but a standard verse
but ye beats hit the spot n-gga pepsi cola
i got a old soul, in a new n-gga
shout to kool herc this for you n-gga
it’s all good when these stations get ya record played
but til that mothaf-cka charts you ain’t getting paid
and all these fake n-ggas coming with they hands out
i’m tryna get my girl and take my friends out
the cousin that i looked up to just had a baby
i ain’t seen his face in years man that sh-t is crazy
on some real he put me up on this rap sh-t
taking trips around the states in the back sh-t
d-mn, i remember those days
we grew apart now i guess it’s old age
now its awkward like the moment
when you just f-cked up and everybody but you knows it
perfect metaphor, sometimes i get it right
and all them f-cking bloggers need to f-cking get a life
this fame sh-t is something that you need to ready for
why you think all these stars check in betty ford
and all these new faces really think sonnin you
like they opinions really matter n-gga who are you
they making pacts saying they swear to keep me humble
but f-ck you i don’t mean to bust your bubble
n-ggas never spit a line and say to play the game
b-tches from my past life see how much i changed
remember when i use to buy my black with pocket change
now i don’t notice me in mirrors, you can blame the game

- sin city quinn

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