The game ain't never been friendly
Streets got you marked as an enemy
In the dark hear the whisper in the hall
Too late for a prayer and a call
All in all you're left with---
One last look at the clock on the wall
Verse-The name is synonymous to the mafidona list
Them boys that you see me with keep deadly promises
And lamas ain't no problem yeah they come a dime a doz
And mommas to them baby daddies wait in line for us
And they ain't got no problems if they got to die for us
Like soldiers in that Hector line up they say fine with us
And we gon ask you once nicca what the fuck it do
And twenty seconds later you gon feel me buck at you
And I'm go back home and feed my pet raven crow and
Ya'll gon say I'm crazy I'ma-say yo maybe so if you crews
Don't front tonight I let them live tonight if your goonies
Out of line tonight then we gon fight tonight and ya'll gon ask me
Questions like there's something wrong with us and I'm look
At ya'll and say there's something wrong with us, and if you got
A problem then there's something wrong with us and if you
Wanna die tonight then I won't make a fuss
The game ain't never been friendly
Streets got you marked as an enemy
In the dark hear the whisper in the hall
Too late for a prayer and a call
All in all you're left with---
One last look at the clock on the wall
One last look at the clock on the wall
Verse- The blocks ain't safe to walk no more what you gon do
When we snatch out your bed cause your payment's over due
Neighbors turn their back on you cause you still owe them too
You don't like to pay what you owe what I'm posed to do
You the one addicted to blow what I'm posed to do
You the one that's gotta go now what I'm posed to do
And I don't understand shit so save your lame excuse
Pay me what you owe me and I might just turn loose
Send you on your way with one of my freaks from Peru
And she gon take you by the hand and call you baby boo
And get you to her room and she gon rub your
Shoulders down whisper in your ear and say baby it's over
Now she gon make tea and say baby just sip it down
She gon make tea and say baby just sip it down and we
Ain't gotta talk no more baby just sip it down and when you
Wake up you gon wake up buried in the ground
The game ain't never been friendly
Streets got you marked as an enemy
In the dark hear the whisper in the hall
Too late for a prayer and a call
All in all you're left with---
One last look at the clock on the wall
One last look at the clock on the wall
One last look at the clock on the wall
One last look at the clock on the wall
One last look at the clock on the wall
One last look at the clock on the wall
One last look at the clock on the wall