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I came in the game with the fame on the brain What a shame I was in and the changes are taming All the lames of the game kept staying on my lane But this train on the brain it was drained No pain, no game, cocaine, dope game We was raised by the things we were slinging Shot us straight in the veins and I ain't been the same So they staying that I was facing the rainman Real cake is the same, you were wasting your chance by making it rain I was raining! To depend with the thing were you bang with your gang If you bang with your gang better claim it! And in fact I stayed it was never ever caded So what I thought was caded related We got the pitcher in our places soon as I lace it Created pain and frame it! I can send the races with snakes Fakeness the hatred straight to the Matrix Drop tune just so you can face it Basic, embrace it, raise it,bass it appraise it, Everybody wanna be boss when it's all good When it goes to the left they complain it The responsibilities for your own action What did happen captain Stop blaming! Songtexte[Hook] Is this for your fault, my fault their fault, out fault Stop blaming! I was gonna play fingers to go to bad guy He did it, she did it, stop blaming! Sometimes she happens cause it happens when it happens Gotta stop blaming! Every time you put your fingers back at somebody else You hold your finger point back at you! Stop blaming! I took my chance to my stance to enhance in events You're the champ, I'mma take your belt Sniff coke, shoot dope ,take bats off So you can swallow pills to disgrace your health You'll be spending on the strippers Checking on benches giving all your riches You just waste your wealth The song goes on, you're a poor old pal When all goes wrong gotta blame yourself I will be yarning some carrying still revolve Was pop take a grudge to his grave, These feelings he feel were hard I will be honored to bury your filthy coffin Build in all this filthy nuisance Just to ease your guilty conscious I never walk without a strap closer then a lag Closer to my lap put the blaze the weapon You pointing on the rap woke us out of sense Pull a lot of racks, damn momma raised a legend! We're tolling on the check tolling on a jet Put the tool behind your back ain't paper toward us We go to total getting names just to hate a lame Never would have take the blame, but you take the credit! [Hook] Is this for your fault, my fault their fault, out fault Stop blaming! I was gonna play fingers to go to bad guy He did it, she did it, stop blaming! Sometimes she happens cause it happens when it happens Gotta stop blaming! Every time you put your fingers back at somebody else You hold your finger point back at you! Stop blaming! Aus Songtexte Mania