Letras:
End Of Fashion The Game

game again I need to play the game again Got an illusion, I wanted to say There's something wrong here A lot to take, I need to play the game again

place much simpler than this 'Cause after all the partyin' and smashin' and crashin' And all the glitz and the glam and the fashion And all the pandemonium

: Mm hmm Ok, Ok Yeah Y'all thought I lost it [Verse One: Cee-Lo] In no fashion have I lost my passion for the pen It's just that lately life has been

the game Media corruption You'll be amused By the things we do to you But in the bitter end The clown is you End of the line You sold your soul For

: (feat. Chris Brown & The Game) Lace the nations don't have it A hatred addict I need faces mad with frowns When I'm around Or I'm wasting the fabric

react To bring it back to respond-react to this Verse One: Bad Lieutenant/ M-Ill-itant The attractive assassin, blastin the devil trespassin Master gettin cash in an orderly fashion

To go back to a place much simpler than this 'Cause after all the partyin' and cashin' and crashin' And all the glitz and the glam and the fashion And

keep it real But, they don't know how to take they own advisement Going out, do it solo on an advertisement, commercializing Fuckin' sell out, nigga, this is hip-hop, not fashion

, didn't use your real name Booked a hotel room, suite paid until June Get home and tell wifey that you're not in the mood But then the game got stale