Author Topic: Ainít playing no more  (Read 374 times)

Infinite Trapped in 1996

  • Shot Caller
  • Muthafuckin' Don!
  • *****
  • Posts: 11730
  • Thanked: 157 times
  • Karma: -1160
  • Permenent Resident of 1996 Pre-Sept. 13th
Ainít playing no more
« on: November 09, 2018, 01:24:48 PM »
I ainít playing no more
Thereís times when play times over
Bustin wicked with my disses
Till the fringes get frozen over
Till I ainít see no ememies
For miles and miles of land
Why they always want to fuck wit me
Itís like I ainít playing a hand
Itís like ainít that the cards been dealt
Itís like ainít that the bottom shelf
Itís like ainít I say I ainít playing man
These bullets be spraying and Iím aiming for you
I told yíall Iíd clear the circle
And let these bullets do whatever the fuck they do
I told yíall didnít care if Iím lonesome all by my lonely
I told yíall I didnít care, I do my dirt all by my lonely
I told yíall I donít care, let it be me just standing in the end
I told yíall I got nothing left bankrupt so cut the losses
I told yíall I was done, your lies defying logic
Iím out the game wit no good name
And nothing but a rhyme to look after
Let the vultures eat a body without motion
Im living inside the rhyme, the word still to be spoken
« Last Edit: November 09, 2018, 01:32:34 PM by Infinite Trapped in 1996 »

"I will make records as big or bigger than Death Row".   -Dre, Source 1996

"I didn't do nothing but make people money and I didn't leave nobody high and dry.  Any album (on death row) people are going to check for.  But it's time for Dre to worry about Dre.  I'm focused on the new Snoop Doggs, not like that but you know what I mean."

Dre -  Source 1996 cover

"Ain't trying to stick around for Illuminati (One World Government Takeover) / Got to buy my own island by the year 2-G



Re: Ainít playing no more
« Reply #1 on: November 11, 2018, 01:48:38 PM »
the children are crying they canít find their toys
guidance misleading the silence of noise
the girls and the boys, the schoolyard is empty
bullies attacking but nobody gets me
the venting it falls on deaf ears of the past tense
and now is the future i live with an absence
a role model assigned to guide me through living
the waking life on my lonelyís a prison
a vision of having him love me enough
to stick by my side no matter how tough
but he is his father theyíre one in the same
so what he felt is passed down to me- itís my pain