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Ya Never Know (Played By The Game) Lyrics - Artist : Propaganda
[Propaganda:]
Know what man, sometimes you just can never tell Man, let me tell you how it went down I got to swaggering but not from blaze saddlings My patterns pre-perform pray and let them suckers pop they collar No one's bomber, came in freshly scented with Nag Champa Blessed and full-dressed in God's armor, team stronger Quarter past eleven and touchdown the Rat team Sound check went rather clean through the blessing of Elohim [?] would see the catch we in this kind of environment But this time, I'm sure it was divine appointment Eyes met, all up in the corner third one from the left Locking iris with the Isis look-alike with God's light That alluded from a pause and poured a waterfall of emotions up in the dome But I ain't make no move, I was playin' it cool Reminiscing of high school when them fools be like "Make sure your time is right before you step" So I held down that cypher tribal style like this Bridge the [?] where I kick it smoothly like she ain't move me [Raphi:] Yeah, I peeped her chilling by the door And she was grooving out there on the floor Sure yeah right, she's banging bro But she's not what we came down here for So you better focus on your flows And carry yourself like a pro Cause the crew came through to do a show And then we're gonna go, but then again you never know [Propaganda:] The set lasted about 45 minutes to an hour She seen the team's power and felt the anointing shower I made my way to the back while she maneuvered through the people Peeped her train of thought, she was pondering should she speak Walked two inches to the left of me in hope our shoulders brush Against each other then she'd tell a brother he was fresh Met you last time for the first time when you rhymed with Dead Beat I just ain't had the guts to say exactly what I think I'm like you got a bowl of ink, I stick my finger in it And scribble on my shirt so I won't lose them seven digits Thank God I didn't miss it, listen future Mrs. Props Normally I'm not the type to roll up with a head blowed up And get my hopes up just to get dashed cause I ain't dress right You thought the set was fresh? She like "not as fresh as you" I said come over here, I'll introduce you to the crew [Raphi:] So you meet her last week at the show And apparently she has a glow Cause she make quite an impression on you, that's for sure And now you're hoping that it's something more You're probably getting tired of being all alone But I love you falling man, look out below You try to tell me that you're in control But if I were you, I'd take it slow Homie, you never know [Propaganda:] Few weeks into it, convos went rather fluid On the phone like "all night I break out in a cold sweat" Don't know where go next, no gold Rolex Come close to express, who knew to expect Them innocent questions like "what's up with New Breed?" Are them two dating? Yo I miss Raphi All of them chilling spilling skills everywhere they go Hol' up, did you just ask if Elsie's dating Macho? I think not, they're related Now why you look elated like you happy to know? Girl, you interested in Macho? That's a low blow Y'all schemin' on the low-low again Why all them girls I'm interested in fall in love with friends? Steady askin' for his info, I'm like "what just happened?" I can't tell my crew 'cause they would never stop laughing It'd be like that sometimes, get used for their gain That's the story of my life, getting played by the game [Raphi:] So you end up looking like a joke And you almost got your heart broke From thinking you was ready to elope But the fairy tale went up in smoke Man I hate to say I told you so But you did not want to take it slow Sometimes that's just how the story goes Dudes be chasing fool's gold They get played by the game Watch yourself or else You get played by the game |
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