the range Two of the same it ain't a thang pocket the change Now I'm just doin' my thing enjoyin' the fame Why not ain't no other bitches hot in the game
bit, numb yo ass up, 'cause we on some raw shit Living for the lust of this game, my dope I die wit Came up, chokin' up game, smokin' a flame up Cutting
He goes by jones in istanbul and smith in peru His job's never through It's time to start this little game of cat and mouse And try to keep one step
, no room for greed Better go around and when it come to you Don't bite off more than you can chew Respect the game and the game will respect you back Game
a big desire for idiots to watch Slow down it makes me crazy Think you know how I feel What I need is a new automobile Like the game spy hunter I could
I give you all my darkness, I give you all my pain. I want to hold your heart, I want to take away your shame. This is not a spy game. Leave all your
and lie But words travel faster than the speed of light So when the cat's away the mice will play But don't you play that stunt on me Cause I spy with
down for money; hungry cats peddle the crack Some strive to be the man but never make it that's the granted further What part you playin the game, who
life Fought for her country Became a spy And men told the secrets Once looked in her eyes They laid in the arms Of Chica Da Silva The game that she
double, take weekends Skull row, drugs hall, color bars, sex calls Sparkle finds rented rings, pretty things, clipped wings Gold street, spy fleet,
a game, Wearin' blues is strange From how you move you'll be named For what you doin' who you claim You might, think it's a game From bein' critically
And if you don't, check the Platform and catch a live show You wanna front WHAT? We pro-game selected Family is family, world wide connected [Evidence
is in decay The future lives and is on its way. Intensive surgery Genetic work factory Make no friends be suspicious A woman spy can be vicious One
I represent at all cost and always got my niner out So eeease back cause you marks can't hang with me I got to much game in me, killin ain't no thang
niggaz get they motherfuckin' wigs pushed back Even if they don't fake jax Fat Joe, bringin' forth the illest motherfuckers In this whole rap game Hey
im trying to be this super man in the ghetto get this paper take this music to a whole new level trouble found me now i found myself in puerto rico spy
heaven and nature sing For what you know you had to spy Help to commit suicide The prize head hanging on the wall And glorified The only way to win the game
these stories until the last one is bored but ignorance and stupidity will survive forever chorus: spy versus spy is the name of the game whe we are