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The Game - DRILLMATIC Heart vs. Mind - Start From Scratch II
DRILLMATIC Heart vs. Mind
01. One Time
02. Eazy
03. Burnin’ Checks
04. Voodoo
05. Home Invasion
06. Outside
07. La La Land
08. Change the Game
09. How Far I Came
10. Heart vs. Mind
11. No Smoke at the Polo Lounge
12. No Man Falls
13. Chrome Slugs & Harmony
14. Start From Scratch II
15. What We Not Gon’ Do
16. Fortunate
17. Rubi’s Rose
18. DRAKE With the BRAIDS (interlude)
19. Nikki Beach
20. Talk to Me Nice
21. Money Cash Clothes
22. K.I.L.L.A.S.
23. The Black Slim Shady
24. Stupid
25. .38 Special
26. Twisted
27. Save the Best for Last
28. A Father’s Prayer
29. Universal Love
(Get away)
Yo son, if that nigga Prodigy was standin' in my face right now
He'll say "Yo, Don, you know I really fuck with you"
That's why a nigga out here in Kingston, smokin' the loud
Playin' nothin' but Mobb Deep on this motherfuckin' (get away)
And the first beat I ever had on The Documentary came from that nigga Havoc
So I gotta thank (you)
Looked out for a nigga, I owe you one
(Get away)

If I could start from scratch, I'd change hella shit
Would've never went to Hot97 with hella clips (you)
Wouldn't have took Yayo spot, even though he irrelevant
I could've left them niggas alive, now I'm stuck with they skeletons (get away)
I defended Nas, Joe and 'Kiss, like, "Fuck this group shit"
Murder was the case, so I was in New York on my Snoop shit (you)
Shouldn't have told this nigga I'm ridin' in his coupe with
Everybody an opp, shoot, I don't care who you hit (get away)

Should've married my baby momma
Either one, probably save me from the drama (you)
Made where my kids stay hotter than the sauna
Had me runnin' from my karma
Sometimes a nigga gotta (get away)
Take some time off, clear my head, clear your thoughts
If and when them lines crossed (you)
I hop up in a beamer with your girl, you ain't seen her
'Cause we headed to Jamaica on a (get away)

If my opps listenin', fuck (you)
Some times a nigga gotta (get away)
Middle finger in the air, fuck (you)
If I get locked with the Glock
Tell my daughter that her daddy on a (get away)

If I could rewind the hands of time
I would've walked in the club and let it blam with Shyne (you)
I would've told B.I.G. about the Rampart
If you ain't from here, don't come here, you feel it in the air
Just (get away), stay dangerous
And when I got the stainless, I aim it
Middle finger in the air, fuck (you) and your family, nigga
Picture me sellin' my soul for a Grammy, nigga (getaway)

If I could start it all over, I would've have went there tipsy
And clapped when they gave it to Missy
It ain't no jealousy with (you) like that convo with JAY
Maybe I misunderstood what he was tryna say
I had to (get away), and head back to L.A.
Keep it real, I ain't talked to Hov again to this day
If I wasn't hardheaded, could've been signed to the Roc
But I'm not, blown opportunity, too many shots
I let it (get away)

If my opps listenin', fuck (you)
Sometimes a nigga gotta (get away)
Middle finger in the air, fuck (you)
If I get locked with the Glock
Tell my daughter that her daddy on a (get away)
You ain't been fuckin' with me all this time, stay there, fuck (you)
This rap shit'll take your life
So sometimes you gotta (get away)