KeneddyTheDon - Let the Games Begin lyrics

[Verse 1] Creepin' on the backstreets with a Mac seated in your hand What will you do with it? Don't tell me we ‘bouta ride out I'm captivated by your extraordinary patriotism, but my life is not scheduled to time out This endless cycle will never yield a solution But, it's about as impossible to stop as stopping pollution Your efforts are futile, the damage done Hollow tips searching for a destination as you run Your mental cap never surpa** catastrophe Calamity is the only home you ever knew There just has to be a way out Gotta transcend these obstacles Better not get caught slippin': fastest way to a hospital Committing nefarious activity to survive Goin' hard, but you're far from makin' it out alive I bet you feel imperial, though Let me imagine the scenario: You want your murder blasted on stereo So large a quantity of homicides, it's serial Undercover cops infiltrate like venereal infestations So, what you wanna do? They makin' a move, so you better think fast They comin' right after you [Hook x2] Pardon me (pardon me) Let me find a way out and live again I apologize for the way I have lived in sin Will you let me live or will I die again? f** it, just let the games begin [Verse 2] Notifications blow up your phone as you're waiting for a reply from a girl that's certainly Haitian decent Fornication on the mental distracts you from more serious matters that are easily detrimental Opposition will formulate a plan for retaliation for reachin' in they turf As if you were a foreign nation It's warfare outdoors Avalanche, uproars Belligerence is a certain trait we like to ignore Although, it's notorious that we stay ready for war Never lackin', always packin' on the enemy's shore Drowning away and the darkness swallows you whole The identical darkness to whom you sold your soul Erroneously, you think I'm talkin' ‘bout Satan I'm discussing the fact that you gave your life to the pavement Corpse bloodied and all While your life ends, another one starts Let the games begin [Skit] Man 1: Dawg, I done heard what happened to your brother last night, cuz sh** tragic, man, that was my homie and everything, too, know what I'm sayin'? But, aye, you tryna ride up on ‘em n***as, loc? What you tryna do? Man 2: Nah, nah, mane, it ain't worth it He wouldn't have wanted us to do that sh**, nah'm sayin', bro? Just how sh** went down, cuz, it ain't - Man 1: C'mon, that's your brother, cuz You can't tell me – Mane, I got the homies in the car right now, cuz Just ready buss on these fools real quick, mane Man 2: Nah, nah, check it out, cuz Chill out If them motherf**ers wanna come at a n***a, then it's war on e'rythang But, sh**, a n***a ain't beefin' right now, so I'm cool than a motherf**er, mane Ain't nothin' wrong with that Man 1: The f**? What the f** got into you, my n***a? sh**, if that's what you want I mean that's your motherf**in' brother, my dude Actin' like you ain't even give a damn I mean, sh**, wha- Man 2: n***a, what is you hollering for? Actin' like you the one that done lost a brother sh**, f** ‘em n***as, a'ight? Just lemme just enjoy this motherf**in' blunt by my self, cuz My n***a