the past when she flashes those eyes Over and over The song skips just as the final refrain fades away Like fools we are caught in the game Caught in the game
game Caught in the game Caught in the game Caught in the game Caught in the game Caught in the game Caught in the game again Caught in the game again Caught
Traduction: Survivants. Pris au jeu.
cluster's! Too many times I done paid my dues Even today I'm still payin em fool! (Could it be da reason I'm so cold in da rap game is muthafuckin pain
bleed till we fifty keep avoiding them haters Cause they keep dropping salt in the game Bumping they gums so they end up getting caught in the game,
listen to Pac Shit yean got it yet (no) Then you won't get it Might as well measure 'em up And have his ass fitted Why Caught slippin' dog trippin' didn't soak game
'd rather die But don't cry through your despair I wonder if the Lord still cares for us niggas on welfare And who cares if we survive? The only time
I stay drunk, cause I'm a mad man Whenever sober, on a one man mission My ambition to hold up the rap game While I pluck holes in niggaz like donuts And
can holler if you want to pleeease I ain't runnin' with no punk crew beeee enemies and my range is on you're in the danger zone my fuckin' game is strong
Pac] There's no way to survive in the city it's a shame Niggaz die from my hollow-point bullet to the brain Will I survive or will I die is what I wonder
They couldn't tell me nothin, they all tried to help to help me The marijuana had my mind gone it wasn't healthy I travelled places, caught cases, what
Bitches pursue me like a dream Been know to disappear before your eyes just like a dope fiend It seems - my main thang was to be major paid The game
'all know the rules gotta do whatcha gotta do (Stay True) Maaaannnn, I don't worry about the Five-O if they start, cuz it's all about survival Just stay
of pain If you survive ya bones'll still fuckin hurt when it rain Oh you a pro at playin battleship well this ain't the same Lil homie this is a whole different type of war game
let it eat your heart out every night, but you're not alone. This is your world. This is your world. Lovers in ancient times, caught in the fire, only the strong survive
rough, when you live in the ghetto You gotta survive, no matter the pain Nigga be hurting, life'll be hurting But nigga for certain, this is the game
wrong but don't blame me, blame tha thugsta in me Cause that's where that shit comes from (comes from) Bloody red rum, nigga, we nuttin' but survivors, (?) we survivors