Razor Lyrics - Black Wall Street Journal, Vol. 1 - Game

"Good evening sports fans and welcome to what should 

prove to be the best game of the year. 

Hello everyone, I'm johnny bigmouth, welcoming you to 

the final game of the world championship. 

We're expecting to see one helluva game tonight, 

There's no love lost between these two teams. 

Each drawing endless amounts of penalties: 

We've had fights, cheap shots, name calling - everything we could ask for... 

So now, we take you live and play... the game". 

You gave it your all, you gave all you've got 

You reached for the limit, you pushed till you dropped 

You scratched and you clawed, you spilled out your guts 

You gave them your oath and you signed it in blood 

Bent over backwards, your body is sore 

You gave them your life but they still wanted more 

You carry the load, you dig deep inside 

Blood, sweat and tears till the day that you die 

The game... betrayed 

This is how you get repaid 

They're playing with your mind, they're playing with your head 

How do you like your meal when you're being force fed 

This is how you get repaid... the game 

You crash and you burn, you've stood at the top 

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You faced all the pressure and took the cheap shots 

Your body keeps dying, wealth is the gain 

You fought all the battles and played through the pain 

You scratch at the scabs, you swear when you bleed 

You laughed at the stitches and lost your front teeth 

Go through the therapy, break all your bones 

Then comes the trade, you buy/sell your home 

"Oh my... what a hit! did you see that? unbelievable... 

That's gotta hurt. The abuse this boy takes night after night, 

and he's still putting on quite a show for the fans. 

This guy is worth every penny he makes... I tell ya... that's gotta hurt..." 

You talk of the glories and memories gone past 

A brilliant career though it could never last 

You're down and you're bitter, your rings are in hock 

There's pins in your knees and you limp when you walk 

You take all the pills, make the pain go away 

You've lost all your wealth but your agent's ok 

Your children have left you, your wife did the same 

Look what it got you, but man he could sure play the game 

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