Fade Away Lyrics

Playalitical - Fade Away (feat The Game)

Verse 1 [Playalitical] In 2 years I touched more lifes
than the meth epidemic/ Code Green the enourmous gimic/
I live it up like I was born in an abortion clinic/
I make moves and abuse the contorsion limit/ scorched
I almost lost it when the road split/ felt like I was
at the end the world had me by the roach clip/ until
my ghost is countin dead roses its over close it that
the bidnosis/ hits is hypnosis stick you wit a stiff
dosage/ getin the word out I had to pay the ghetto
postage/ less bullshit more westcoast shit/ and we
aint here to negotiate it/ to not feel the ill is sin
gut a goat/ if you refuse to be fead then we'll shove
it down your throat/ eat it when the seasons dead we'll
seiz it/ the disease will spread yes its needed/ fans
is to weeded/ you don't know what you like you like
what you know your bein breast feeded/ by bitches in
videos I cant believe it/ I backspace the board typos
get deleted/ im from a place where bums collect shells
and cans/ and hoes still sell it wit swelled up glands/
Im "Playalitical" spit out the spam/ this is hiphops
purity without the scans.

CHORUS: I know most a yall hope that I fade away,
but you cant stop whats mean to be/ its bout to goPlayalitical - Fade Away - http://motolyrics.com/playalitical/fade-away-lyrics.html
down right now in a major way you wana dought me come
on lets see/ im gon swell this shoe box keep this blunt
lit/ blow out the boom box spit that playa shit/ playa shit/ playa shit.

Verse 2 [The Game] Yo it's the nigga wit the nasty
flow/ in a clean rag 6 4/ if the D's spinnin I can
bag a hoe/ top down so my rag will show/ whatever in
the dutch purple or orange hairs its just a bag of
dro/ hit snatch wit my cackies on/ a latin lounger
marc Jacobs linen and don magleys on/ ima gangster
in the burbs they love it/ 20 wit a baby face and sit
on bass like Kirby pucket/ you cant buy a Ferrari
fuck it/ cop ya from Jay the bricks come wit luois
vouiton luggage/ need a order I can cover it the dimes
is free/ the quarters is 75 the ball is live/ aint
nobody fumbelin on my block we in the field like bigs
and marshall faulk we runnin the rock/ nothing less
than a 100 a pop/ anything less you a cop/ shoot you
and take your vest and your glock/ motherfuckas.

CHORUS: I know most a yall hope that I fade away,
but you cant stop whats mean to be/ its bout to go
down right now in a major way you wana dought me come
on lets see/ im gon swell this shoe box keep this blunt
lit/ blow out the boom box spit that playa shit/ playa shit/ playa shit.