Don't Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Don't hate the player, Dont' hate the game
Don't play with players, don't play no games
All can be lost, all can be gained
Don't fight for credit don't run from blame
Don't hate the player, Dont' hate the game
Don't play with players, don't play no games
All can be lost, all can be gained
Don't fight for credit don't run from blame
This is why I came
They peeped the strange and called a meeting of mind frames
Marvel'n at the time for change "Black Kang"
Suspectin' I'm the superman invadin' their lowest (Lois) Lanes
Huh, I'm Order what you want
Then He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named
Started drumming game
"Hey Mr. Street Fighter, no quit, no complain, ultra spirit individualist"
And so on and so on, ba bad a dump bump bump
Huh
This aint a battle, this a trick
Vanity the first first side bitch
Well equipped, das not my nitch
I rhyme for the multitudes of Chris that want the finer things without going soulless,
Gifts for every mind yet unfolded
I drop a jewel you quote it makes you stronger
Like an angel with a dagger words of light through our opponents
This right c'here you can't buy, you can't own it.
It awaits you in your moment watch
Posterboy for individualism, I'm a living paradox watch
At those words all dropped
That tends to happen to me a lot
Teachin' my niggas fish, while ya'll teachin' em to flock
What Papa say, Papa Say "I don't hate but I don't jock"
Don't hate the player, Dont' hate the game
don't play with players, don't play no games
All can be lost, all can be gained
don't fight for credit don't run from blame
Don't hate the player, Dont' hate the game
Don't play with players, don't play no games
All can be lost, all can be gained
Don't fight for credit don't run from blame
Known on the streets as a sage,
Save the rage for the stage and the obstacle that needs to be incinerated
Optical Rays
Send signals of blaze haze, predator play prey, sade smooth
Opera-tour da Fra-n-c-e
Easy to wanna stay, watch the greedy overplay
Burn away burn away
Some a spray, some a fall
Lully gagged em all
Tell Lully-bye
Subtly sized your own wall and can't jump it
I aint even judging cause I know you got the skills to over come it
Maybe just not the stomach
Try not to reach out of my path
So if you don't hunt me then you won't get hunted
Otherwise the shogun cometh
Ya gutter guise won't hide the fluttering butterflies
My warrior wise wife won't wet da pussy less it's me in her eyes
The way I wake her whoa with wind
Architech by design, paradox master student
Music with the silent movement
My advice, Don't do it