Man, I bled for you, fought for you Gave my last cent, my very last cent Shared all my nightmares with you And every one of us got out of the way But tell me, where were you on days when it was burning? Who was there for you when you were completely on the ground? And what is the thanks now? Damn, look at you Jumping on the tail, man, I'm so ashamed This tactless pact to replace me And you sacrifice the purest Just because it brings you money for parties and hikes Groupies and stuff Man, I just write a line and I kill your heroes Then go down the creek, you can play alone with junkies Because after the tenth time, no hand will come from me The misery has a fixed pact with you But thank God it works, my distance is so far away from you This game is a bitch, homies No matter how much she ***s herself, she doesn't change Everyone *** her, homies Why doesn't she defend herself? I know my face This game is a bitch, homies No matter how much she ***s herself, she doesn't change Everyone *** her, homies Why doesn't she defend herself? I know my face I *** this game Everyone can *** themselves You have to *** yourself *** this game A bitch, this game It is as it is, it doesn't change Look, everyone ***s her for fame But she doesn't *** with gays She is happy with what I give her I am important for the game No consideration for the game I am right, justified You refugee, you are a refugee in the game I am the flashlight in the game Right in the game Go to my page, requisite on play My space, my fame, my company Your space is my space, far below Don't play yourself, because we play for your life Don't play yourself, because we play without rules Pull without talking, aiming, moving Shoot, bullet, aiming, moving Spit in the hand that feeds you, go and die alone We were never ready to surrender And I can't watch it At least not inactionless And give you a piece of dirt, the blow of grace We come from God below, our hour is now Still turn on the block, our rounds in Benz Have put our hope in the music And woken a spark in every one of your hearts This game is a bitch, homes No matter how much she ***s, she doesn't change Everybody *** her, homes Why doesn't she defend herself? I know my face This game is a bitch, homes No matter how much she ***s, she doesn't change Everybody *** her, homes Why doesn't she defend herself? I know my face Yeah Oh, yeah