The Game - Lost Lyrics

Verse 1:
Sometimes I have fucked up dreams
Wake up in cold sweats
Can't sleep, hit the kitchen for some more wet
I get drunk, but I ain't never smoked no wet
Been on tour 3 months and I ain't had no sex
Been meditating, exercising my mental bowflex
Michael Jackson dead which one of us 'bout to go next
Me, Mary J, Robin Thicke or Britney Spears?
Nigga I ain't afraid to die tell the Devil I'm right here
Or I could take these strings out these Nike Airs
Tie em around the ceiling fan and end it right here
Kick the ladder cos I climbed that twice
Hate It or Love it, I'm One Blood
Nigga it's my life, and I could die if I want to
And momma you could cry if you want to
Just tell my sons the truth and as the maggots eat away at my flesh,
Let this iced out cross fall through the bones in my chest
I'm... (lost)

[Chorus 5X]
I can't find my way

Verse 2:
If I tell you a story you gotta keep it between us
Only other niggas that know is Spliff Star and Buss
I call Buss when I need a shoulder
And I don't know he's listening,
So he call me back and say "I told ya"
But anyway...
My pops is a pedophile,
How you stick your 28 year old dick in your child?
And now how it feel to be 52 and have a son that's a millionaire and he don't fuck wit u, daddy?
She was only in the sixth grade,
The day I heard her scream I should've hit you with the switchblade
Then she ran but I ain't know which way
She ended up in Vegas doing everything a pimp say
I seen her one Christmas with a black eye
Took her to the store and bought her shades with my last five
My little sister is a prostitute
And I'ma tell you what I'm 'bout to do
Go get her cos she's... (lost)

[Chorus 5X]
She can't find her way

Verse 3:
That's all I'm thinking on this greyhound
Usually I be in this seat with birds and a trade pound
But this time I'm riding for family
Like Khaled did for Ross they hold it down in Miami
On my way to Michigan. Not to see D-12,
I'm knocking on every door "Have you seen this female?"
Here's a picture of my pretty baby sister,
Here go one when she was ten and this one our last Christmas
Lil' light skin girl, long curly black hair
Sorry for wasting your time I know you prolly don't care
Feel like I walked longer than just 8 miles
Ran into a boarder up BMF safe-house
Made me think about all the time I spent with Meech
Making it rain in Magic city
When life was a Georgian peach
That life was a rotten apple, running faster than New York
You see my sister called me cos life is too short, to get ...(lost)

[Chorus 5X]
She can't find her way

Thanks to Nano for correcting these lyrics

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