Cruel Game featuring Moto (Finless Brown)

He plays this cruel game
It will be so wrong
You can never imagine
He makes you regret it
Taking all you have
Putting you down so deep
You don't wanna let it go
You don't wanna let it go...
I'm like 8 years old, see my mom's getting strangled
With a phone cord wrapped around her neck,
Can't protect,
My intellect, witness to domestic neglect
Take steps, before I see my own chest compress
feel helpless as I watch a man lose control
My mom's swole cause my brother she hold
Slip deeper in whole
Left by my real soul,
As it moves from my body,
I wish I could go,
But I gotta hold on, until my mom can move on
See a better way and try and correct this wrong,
The thorns that move in when the poverty's strick
R.I.P., Yo Ronald Reagan can suck my dick,
Cause when he move in, that money move out
That crack move in, with death the only route
government assisted in creating black statistics
adults get lifted from glass pipes gifts
Air lifts and Navy ships took the blind eye
When it ain't the dope boy wishing our people die
Couldn't infect us like they did Africa
So they inject us with Crack rock and Digi dust
He plays this cruel game
It will be so wrong
You can never imagine
He makes you regret it
Taking all you have
Putting you down so deep
You don't wanna let it go
You don't wanna let it go...
Now I'm 19, shipped to a foreign environment
Transplanted, mind damage, mentality hinders me,
From taking problems to solutions,
At the bottom and use to it
Life no means the worse, but somehow I feel curse,
Never felt the lack of money, girls never a problem,
the constant flow of drugs is what's fucking it up
Made me unsociable, bugged out emotional
Memories of poverty, substance abusing family
Pops black label, step dad Bacardi to the head
Mom's spaced out like she the dawn of the dead
Can't turn to the block, cause that's what turning us back
Hope not option, Suicide thoughts nuttin to stop'em
Now I sleep all day, get drunk all night
Out of my element I fight, moving farther from the light
Must be the end world...
He plays this cruel game
It will be so wrong
You can never imagine
He makes you regret it
Taking all you have
Putting you down so deep
You don't wanna let it go
You don't wanna let it go...
Now years later, time to put the past to the past
Sometimes I'm still mad, but life was all that we had,
We look for answers when reflect on situations,
I look for answers now in peace and meditations,
My peoples they did the best in that particular instance,
When you understand the moment you understand decisions,
We was afflicted, like leprosy or heart conditions,
Combined with environment and educational systems,
We was doomed from the beginning,
So in a sense we winning,
Climb the mountain and survive to see the ending,
And pass the story on to the tree that we are seeding,
If you believe you will achieve
To honor family...
(and it's like that...)
He plays this cruel game
It will be so wrong
You can never imagine
He makes you regret it
Taking all you have
Putting you down so deep
You don't wanna let it go
You don't wanna let it go...