In the game of life The game of life The time has come For me to talk to you And I don't mean To hurt your pride But everybody needs a friend sometimes To make you see the light

Ooh, so they think I wanna die, yeah 'Cause my doors are suicide, yeah Bet my coffin would be nice, yeah Stud that bitch up with some ice, yeah These people don't want me alive, no They wanna play games with my life, oh The coupe doors are suicide, oh

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 Aight, the fuck are you lookin at self? You wanna piece of me? Ohh man, shit The story

Nigga really wanna die in the night time Tired of feelin' like I'm trapped in my damn mind Tired of feelin' like I'm wrapped in a damn lie Tired of feelin' like my life is a damn game Don't go, stay up and don't go Don't go, don't go to sleep Nigga

If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon If you believe there's nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool Now, Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch? Mott the Hoople and the Game of Life (yeah, yeah,

In the life we live as thugs Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see It's hard to be a man Ridin' wit' my guns in hand In the life Why explain the game? Niggas ain't listenin' Stuck in positions if victims can't stand the heat Then stay the fuck out

Thug for Life I will be (this is the ballad of a dead soldier) A life of crime I will lead (close your eyes, hear the ballad of a dead soldier) If you play the game, you play to win (this is the ballad of a dead soldier) This is the ballad of a dead

I was laughing, Playing in the streets, I was unknowing; I didn't know my fate. The game of love, but never really showing; I thought that love could wait. I was a young man and sure to go astray. You walked right into my life and told me love would find

Recognize my life Ridicule my fight Give me fuel for the fire burning when I yearn these lights In the midst of the hieroglyphs my fingertips start to write Get familiar with Cartwright Cause I want that shot, I'm a raging bull when the needle drops For

Sally scanned me right out the condo How quick, How quick the mind goes Game meets game that's how the life goes Stripped the boy out of his house coat Higggggggh, high up in the sky Cold as ice Tell no lies Sally, Sally