Mc Ren - Lost In The Game lyrics

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Mc Ren - Lost In The Game lyrics

[Verse 1: MC Ren] n***as out here wanting these record deals Dick-s**ing groupis in twenty inch wheels Everybody wanna be a f**ing rap star Had the world pissing like a tsar Bullsh** records be f**ing my a** Gotta ask my momma for some money for gas Baby on the way I can't parley Like I used to, n***a I gotta partey When you go platinum you're paying them back These motherf**ers tryna take the shirt of my back f** this sh**, I'm about to k** a record exec Who ain't got my f**ing check I'm fed up, whole company shut the f** Don't make bring some n***as through here, and have to buck up But y'all n***as staying lost in the game Only give a f** about the fame, what's my name? [Hook: MC Ren] (x2) f** the record companies f** the b**h-a** A&R's, n***a spit the cigars f** hoes, groupies, I'm tryna get paid Why these n***as lost in the game? [Verse 2: MC Ren] This rap game funny, everybody wanna sign a contract b**h n***as got your back Spend your whole budget on chronic and hoes Pat f**ing pigs, give you nothing for shows Conflicts to interesst everybody knows Take your manhood money sniff up his nose These crack-head CEO's get rich Send they kid to collage ain't that a b**h [?] But I'm that n***a they can't be f**ed with, all you want is a hit Ren here's some weed to smoke Cause I know you ain't f**ing with coke Take this p**y and broke Just to get your a** on the mic Want me to be Shock G and do what you like Let me tell you what, I don't give a f** And f** your contract, here goes to in your back [Hook: MC Ren] (x2) [Verse 3: MC Ren] b**h-a** A&R's ain't never made sh** How the f** you getting job when you never made sh** Telling me who I need to f** with You wasn't raised in the street, don't know this street sh** Even if you're from the hood, never made sh** You b**h-a** A&R's never make sh** That's why the game is so f**ed up These A&R's n***as be knowing they locked up Cause a n***a like the villain ain't giving a damn Blow the chronic out your muzzle, why the gangstas guzzle Why the real MCs bless your a** Freestyle like my n***a Grandmaster Caz New n***as don't know what I'm talking about If you never sold a million don't open your mouth It's that long [?] that you're dreaming about But before you get a deal you're a** is played out [Hook: MC Ren] (x2)