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Dog Eat Dog - Games

Tekst :

Standing up at the plate
Waiting on my date
I was startin to worry
She was a half-hour late
My team don t like it
When I delay the game
But they know I m crowned
The girl s on the rebound
Life is like a stadium at night
Crowd cheers jeers
Drama spotlights
The public know us
Maybe they don t
But now I m gonna show em
What the cameras won t

Time is running out for you and me
What s it all about?

When I was a kid
I went down to the minors
For stealing a base
They gave me a shiner
Sat me on the bench
Til I learned my lesson
Little older, wiser
And a little less aggressive
At the age of 17
I got back on the team
Like a quarterback sneak
Everuy kid s dream
Never far from home
Always in the zone
Home or away
In ballparks and domes

C mon and play these games today
Who wants to play these games today
I m gonna play these games today
We gotta play
Play games

Oh yeah! The games we play
We play games

I ve seen the bad calls
Injuries and penalties
But I keep ducking
All the blocks with ease
Big game exposure
All star composure
You asked me to prove my skills
Then I showed ya
The clock ticks down
To the year 2000
I went for the gold
And I damn near found it
To those who told
I would never succeed
It s first and goal
And I m the M.V.P

Dog Eat Dog - Numb

Tekst :

Could I fly around the world
If my wings were really broke
And see so clearly
Drowning in grey smoke
I ve got to stay quiet
But there s so much to say
If I could feel my arms
I d push it all away
I know there is a future
And the best is still to come
When all I have are feelings
Why am I always...

Wishing that a moment
Was really like an hour
The every penny that I earn
Could balance out the dollar
Something that s spent on patience
Would make me patron saint
You know I might be ordained today
I guess I ll have to wait
Hurry up and wait

Gotta break it out
Gonna turn the lights on
See what s there for me
Take a look around
With an open shutter
There s a world to see

Dog Eat Dog - Bulletproof

Tekst :

Check check one two on the boom shot
Here s the one on the gun in the street spot
Little boyz in the hood far from L A.
Got the heat on the street
Now they re ready to play
Got the look of a crook
Now they got the prop
Gassed up head full of lead
Might even drop a cop
Or not, who knows, it could go any way
But fun with a gun the games children play

Why did someone have to be the victim
Of a stupid game you shouldn t be playing
Don t you know that guns aren t for children
I tried to tell you but you didn t listen

The second verse skit is on the hearse tip
Young fingers on triggers and bodies gonna get hit
Lick fe shot s that go bang in the night
Just that quick you know he lost his life
Such a shame that the game
Had to end like that
Body dies mama cries
When the hammer cracks
I know you didn t mean it
The damage is done
It s what you get
Playing with gun, son

Bulletproof - it s a shame
Bulletproof - and you know the game
One mistake, a lifetime of pain
Hell your cell yourself to blame

Bulletproof - no you ain t
Bulletproof - and nobody is
A gun ain t a toy, toys are for kids

Click-clack-pop-pow l

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