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horseshoe g.a.n.g – my last song lyrics

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[verse 1: julius luciano]
ey, how do i go on from this
i’m mad at life, i got a bone to pick
i feel like me and life broke a wishbone and i got the short end of the bone and sh-t
my plan a ain’t working, and my plan b it don’t exist
i got a pot to p-ss in but my window of opportunity is closed so where do i throw the p-ss
i gave this game my all n-gga, i say it ain’t my fault n-gga
i ain’t to blame, i chase the fame, i can’t explain it at all, hold up
crook paved the way for us raw spitters
but the game just favored you soft n-ggas
my fame chasin’ was pain stakin, now i chase my pain with malt liquor
but i did everything thing that i could
we the best rappers whose name is not crook
leave the game, i won’t be ashamed but f-ck you if you say that i should
yeah, i was denied my perks, i won’t lie, that hurts
f-ck this song, this is my last verse
wanna get it over with that’s why i rap first

[hook: demetrius capone]
i did everything that i could
i did everything that i should
if i could say it again then i would
but i’m tellin’ the game that i’m good
(x2)
i gotta say so long, say so long
i can’t go on, i ain’t that strong
i gotta say so long, why it take so long
i can’t go on, this my last song, ohh

[verse 2: demetrius capone]
i didn’t get my fair shake
even though i’m as good as a wayne or a drake
i even try to follow jay’s
blueprint but now i got’s to say
so long i’m finished
i don’t really understand what god intended
i could have been a n-gga on the top
the second coming of pac but i’m not
man i don’t get it, yeah, this sh-t hurt
tears in my eye as i spit this verse
talkin’ to god, could you lift this curse
now i gotta find me a different purpose
in life, what to do
all i can tell is the f-ckin’ truth
music took me, my brothers’ and my mother’s youth
now i just want a f-ckin’ truce
i’m in love with rap, but my life-long love never loved me back
i done lost every woman i had cause of the love for rap
but now i’m gone, i ain’t coming back
i be like f-ck n-ggas, this game’s for f-ck n-ggas
this game ain’t for real n-ggas with no sk!lls, nah they don’t f-ck with us

[hook]

[verse 3: andrew ‘dice’ dinero]
y’all made me go, go, y’all made me go
will i come back? maybe so, so
but maybe no, mothaf-ck the radio
mothaf-ck them videos
n-ggas be dressing like any old thing
wearing them skinny clothes
f-ck that sh-t, f-ck that sh-t, a n-gga like me won’t pretend to be
something i’m not, something i’m not, i won’t sell my soul to this industry
i’m a grown–ss man with a grown–ss plan
and i won’t get f-cked on some broke back sh-t
if you don’t understand i’m an old d-mn man, then yo i’m up, yo i quit

[verse 4: kenny siegel]
used to love rap, like will i stop? never
but if it’s cold enough to be f-ckin’ crooked’s
someone as dope as my older brother, crook, whose five times better
over years get to thinkin’, will i rhyme ever
i may as well flip a bird, ’till flippin words
flip a burner or flip a burger somewhere
rappers talk like they hustlin’, and bubblin’ but strugglin’ in 2 seconds from hustlin’ the bus fare
kind of reminds me of a broke xbox disc, this game really don’t play
all it’ll cost is that soul of yours, and every goal of yours, you could believe you gon’ pay
man, i be like f-ck n-ggas, this game’s for f-ck n-ggas
this game ain’t for real n-ggas with no sk!ll, nah they don’t f-ck with us

[hook]



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