You Can't Hold The Torch - Album Version

Yeah

It's funny how the game change right

** feel all different

Yeah ** complaining left and right

About how the game feel all ** up

** only

Been talking like that since we've been sitting

Out the game I think the game need is come on

Let's talk to them **

Huh so many nights we spent pondering

Huh wondering how we gonna come again hmm

My golden rule is not the focus on the fame game

Uh in retrospect huh the game ain't the same thing

Same thing the heart and soul is divided

They ramshacked in music no control up decided

Now look at this is all stretched out and nasty

But what what letting money pass me I doubt that

And ** from the bottom no uh huh

Bumping hard went sleet hell rain or snow uh huh

So so

You got to get your gate right right no matter what uh

You got to treat your weight right uh huh on the block

If you focused on grieving

What not out of ten times you be bleeding

The analogy is clear to all of my peers

I'm a motherfucking vet

Don't mean to disrespect cause I right

Rhymes I right check bus

And yeah what happened to the

Love for the game love for the music

I be realist in my life

Hey yo these ** in the game don't sound the same

Bust these ** in the game don't sound the same

Hey yo what happened

Thing got an enemy make a classic

Yo what happened

These ** can't hold the torch or why I pass it

You out I ain't bringing their names up

These ** sound trash straight found in the game

Ah need to change out

Change out sounds so trash

When I see them feel like breaking they frame them

Do part registry

Talking bout somebody else cars

** better step up your bars

Instead of fronting in the game

Like ** really are stars

Like we ain't seeing through the **

We know who you are

I'm like a blessing to the game

When your ** sound dated

I'm forced ** to improve

You should be happy I made it here to rep the game

Fully changed my style like the weather

Then you ** new ** to make the game feel better

I'm saying I'm cooking the kitchen

And we make the thoughts connect

You force to humble yourself

Give me my big respect huh

You hurting the game when your ** sound off

You know I'm legend and this **

That's why I move like a bars you know huh

You better be tight cause you can get tossed for show

Ha your ** know what's up

I come correct my money long cause I right rhymes

I write checks yeah

Yeah what happened to the love for the game

Love

For the music

I need realness in my life

Ayo these ** in the game don't sound the same

Yeah these ** in the game don't sound the same

Ayo what happened

They ain't got it in an omega clap

I said what happened

These ** can't hold the torch so I pass it

Oh my god they are come riding around

Some old dream in it

Can't get down

They looking around outside of them cells in it

Saying things that ain't really themselves in it

Keep ** regurgitating the same script

Same hoes same blow

Same glock clip

Same ** strip

What the ** is this

** cause I write rhymes

I write check

Hey yeah what happened to the love for the game

Love for the music

I need realness in my life

Ayo these ** in the game don't sound insane

Yeah these ** in the game no sound insane

Ayo what happened

They ain't got it in and they make a class

I said what happened

These ** can't hold the torch so why pass it

Hey yo these ** in the game don't sound the same

Bust these ** in the game don't sound the same

Hey yo what happened

They ain't got an enemy make a classic

Yo what happened

These ** can't hold a torch so why I pass it

Why I pass it why I pass it