The time has come for colds and overcoats. We're quiet on the ride, we're all just waiting to get home. Another week away, my greatest fear. I need the
neighbors to squawk, It's the oldest established permanent floating crap game in New Yawk. Where's the action? Where's the game? Gotta have the game
m popping... cause I know Luda If you respect... game You better talk... on your mother fucker... name Fuck money nigger I got enough fame And you can trust Game
guns and a hundred clips Nigga I'm in New York (New York) I ride Wit a hundred Bloods and a hundred Crips, Whenever I'm in New York (New York) I got a
It kind of scares me how it went so fast It's a brand new game, life has past And all I wanted was to make it last It's a brand new game and not quite
kind of scares me how it went so fast It's a brand new game, life has past And all I wanna was to make it last It's a brand new game and not quite what
we really care Games, oh ee oh, ohh, games, games, games, games, games Games, oh ee oh, ohh, games, games, games, games, games Games Yeah, people keep
[Intro / Chorus: John-John: repeat 2X] Turn up the boombox, put on your hightops Come on outside, today's gon' be the day we Start livin in the new worrrld
. So darling please be kind. Before you take it all, and I make that final fall. You've got to keep in mind I'm a new fool at an old game. A kid out
the end of a pale afternoon And the dogs are all worn out And the horses all lame Oh the hunters they're hunted At the end of the game Our
sake your body thats it fool i put hidrles in my ride you f*cking people you dont mas with me am not a super man to give to a icecram go and call you
last name Like an idiot animal Too stupid to shame Got a brand new game Got a brand new, brand new game Got a brand new game Got a brand new game Ape
The time has come for colds and overcoats We're quiet on the ride we're all just waiting to get home Another week away, my greatest fear I need the smell
Lips bleed from the rings All these little bruises, the little things That provoke the segregation Lead the separation Cage and clip the wings Little
Hold me back and hold me down Hold me close then push me around Beat me up, beat me down to the ground I'm sure I deserved it Left my world, left me
Lie I'm a fish out of water Kill me and choke on the bones Nothing seems to matter anymore Gotta get back to the reason Gotta get back to the hole Someone
