100 lyrics for "And the game is on"

Oh, well a sayin' that you're leavin', I don't want to hear that talk Stare at disbelief in me when I just up and walk Oh, woman and a woman, them are silly games you play, yeah Dealin' with your troubles drove me away Outta love (outta love) again,
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Please forgive me Love is a game we play If you love me I'm right here Come back here Go, go (from this point on it's up to you) Then don't leave me Yeah, empty rooms Looking at a photo with a kiss and a come home soon
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Is it just a game? I don't know There comes you to take me in your arms And now I know my place I don't know where I am I don't know this place Don't recognize anybody Just the same old empty face See these people they lie
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And I'll never be the same And I never saw you coming This is a state of grace This is the worthwhile fight Love is a ruthless game Unless you play it good and right I'm walking fast through the traffic lights Busy streets and busy lives
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We live real down here, Lord let us live Yo I'm hoping out a Phantom with a' iced out medallion Stallions on both arms, rocks on both charms My Dominican chick looking like Scarface sister Red and curly and she wake me up early Cause hustlers hit the
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If you don't know Where I'm from (Aftermath, nigga witta attitude) (Game time niggas, Westside) (Nigga witta attitude) (Straight Outta Compton) (We rock khakis and Chucks) (Almost lost my life when Dre dropped The Chronic) (Legend in the making)
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Burn all the bridges and fire in the hole Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Open windows, closing doors God can't help us anymore Souls forever come and go The critics never forget it This ain't a game I'm gonna talk it, I ain't ashamed I'm gonna walk it, I'll never
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It's a game you can't win I hear the waves Sun beatin' down on my shoulders It's a near-perfect day Wishin' I wouldn't get any older They say that it's gone 'fore you know it now
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All she needed was some At a Clippers' game on the court-side Watch a nigga' shoot like a .4-5 They mad at me, too, I got more fire Why these bitches see you "go home, Roger" (Go home, Roger) Tia and Tamara in my bed I'm a smart guy I ain't fucking with
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(To your arms) (But I love you) So I'll cry if you won't take me there (If you won't take me there) Baby, I understand da reason why you're leavin' But dat doesn't make it any easier to bear I know dat I played dis game a fool wen I was cheatin' Now I'm
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