Kamikazi
Kamikazi
Kamikazi & Tanqueray Locc & Twisted Insane
Kamikazi & Marco Park$
Kamikazi
Kamikazi
Kamikazi
Kamikazi
Kamikazi
Kamikazi & King Iso
Kamikazi & Emce Damage
Kamikazi
Kamikazi
Kamikazi
Kamikazi
Kamikazi & Tanqueray Locc
Kamikazi & Z (USA)
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Kamikazi
[Verse 1]
I know the game ain't what it seems
They tend to see the glamour but don't factor in the team
Some think it's all a dream, like the studio ain't workin'
Others find themselves jealous and wanna pull your curtains
Kinda thinks that success is overnight and perfect
Even if they suck less, they'll drain you for your service
Some were less of a circus to deal with the blessed and workin'
Ain't no vet in this music but no regrets are assurance
Would you flow with the current or go against all the odds?
What you produce what you use it what [?] pursuit of a job
I'm a student to many but now I'm ready to bomb
My teachers' gon' feel the pressure, what they created is God
I've been robbed of the pleasures that's keeping these niggas busy
So why don't run with the streets and I don't put on for my city
I stay lockin' these beats and I got the key if you with me
I been in the lab rockin' the pen and the pad, [silly ?] (Hahaha)
[Chorus]
I know the game
I won't sell my soul for fame
I'm still the same
(All these niggas talk about is gangsta shit) (Hahaha)
I know the game
I won't sell my soul for fame
I'm still the same
(All these niggas talk about is gangsta shit) (Hahaha)
[Verse 2]
Well, umm, gotta keep my soul intact it's, bad for the vision
I'd rather go kick it with Kendrick than, rap about prison
Only difference in opinion, the young inspired the livid
They don't know how it's different from rappin' facts so forget it
I truly believe in balance, lyrics [?] talent
Not so much your appearance, but what I'm hearin' is valid
I can't be sure of your character, alls you rap is your habits
I don't think it be fair if we're all compared to this malice
I'm almost sick to my stomach, the game's in need of a joke
Not that niggas ain't rappin', but what they rap is a joke
I can't even take it serious, alls I see is the goal
Abusin' the social media, tryna [breathe ?] on these hoes (Hooo)
These rappers washed up
Now producers is groupies and getting starstruck
Y'all just dream of Jacuzzis, hoochies and hard drugs
Watch how we maneuver, you're now my student, it's all love (Hahaha)
[Interlude]
Game recognize game, you know what I'm sayin'?
I sound like them niggas because, they spittin' real game
I'm spittin' real game
So I'm gon' come- It sound familiar, you know what I'm sayin'
And it's been so fucked up, they left it to us so fucked up that we can't even give it to the next generation good
We can just try to, we could try to, like, eliminate as many as the bad things as we can
You know what I'm sayin', before we go
[Chorus]
I know the game
I won't sell my soul for fame
I'm still the same
(All these niggas talk about is gangsta shit) (Hahaha)
I know the game
I won't sell my soul for fame
I'm still the same
(All these niggas talk about is gangsta shit) (Hahaha)
I know the game
I won't sell my soul for fame
I'm still the same
(All these niggas talk about is gangsta shit) (Hahaha)
I know the game
I won't sell my soul for fame
I'm still the same
(All these niggas talk about is gangsta shit) (Hahaha)