The Game
"Start From Scratch"
If I could start from
scratch, I wouldn't change shit
Same red bandana, same
four-fifth
Same G-wagon, same
hoodrat bitch
Workers in the kitchen
cookin up my shit
Same telephone booth,
same connect
That mean the same
hollow tips breakin up in my chest
Same bloody t-shirt,
same address
Same "Dogg Food" album
bangin in my tape deck
Homey if I can make '94
today
I'd tell Eazy and Dre to
bring back N.W.A.
I woulda told 'Pac not
to stomp out Orlando
Told Puffy and Big about
the Rampart scandal
I got too many dead
homies, fuck a rap career
I'd give anything in the
world to bring back my nigga Tear
Seem like we was just in
Magic City yesterday
If I could bring back my
homeboy Charles, he would say
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
If I could start my life
from scratch
If I could take away the
pain of the past
If I had another chance,
I would do just that
I'd give anything just
to go right back
[The Game]
Homey if I could rewind
the hands of time
I woulda cut off the PS2
at 12:49
Nigga I'm a gangster, I
stay on my grind
Who knew 11 minutes
later I'd get shot with my own 9
I was two peeps away
from a flatline
When you a +Bad Boy+
niggaz don't wanna see you +Shyne+
Dre said it's my turn,
he call it Game time
23 inch Lex shinys,
bitches call 'em LeBrons
I'd give my own life if
I could change God's mine
Bring Baby Loony back at
the drop of a dime
He let off a okay, got
shot one time
That was a cool nigga, I
wish he had nine lives
My brother Devon died
cause he chased the cat
It's a dog eat dog world,
Jesus please holla back
I got a confession to
make, it's called payback
If you don't wanna
listen, show me where Pastor Ma$e at
[Chorus]
[The Game]
I woulda told Big Will
they raid every Tuesday and Thursday
When pigeons in your
coup, you gotta watch where your birds lay
Woulda told V to stay
sober
When niggaz "Beg for
Mercy," that mean the beef is over
Told Meeks take the
Porsche back, drive the Rover
Told Slim hit reverse on
that hardtop Nova
I woulda changed a
couple of lines when I wrote "Soldier"
So I wouldn't have to
live lookin over my shoulder
My life is like a
Impala, ridin three-wheel motion
I been front to back,
side to side
Level my six-four frame
out, keep on rollin
Keep your family far
away and your enemies closer
Picture this, The Source
suckin Benzino's dick
Tryin to be the big fish
in the pond, you know how them piranhas get
You dead when that green
line go flat
If you could start your
life from scratch, you couldn't change that
[Chorus] |