Testi:
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

Scratch out] "Getting dusty in the cellar" [Verse 1: Aesop Rock] Yo I was thinking about my sick friend Stringing a ring around my whit's end 30 loops

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

[Russell Lee] Yeah, Yeah I'm a spit some of this real game Some real shit Some real talk Na, na Whoa-oh, Whoa [Richie Rich] Ugh, check my watch Check

my cash and fashion Askin' no questions, react to blastin' Now who can I blank for my aim to win And my deepest succeed try the game to end (Dear God

a 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

til my death or touch collide, til my judgment, til I rest I'll be that gun smooth assassin, run with trues for blastin Snatchin up money bags in organised crime fashion

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

generation A regeneration of the blank generation Regeneration of the blank generation Rebellion into fashion And fashion creates names To be signed on bits of paper It's all part of the game