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the dating game - awkword lyrics

[verse 1]
first off, all i ever asked for was truth
second, practice what i preach, i was there for you
third, i gave you mad chances, i was scared to lose
now i tried to be fair, but what’s fair ’bout to do
i use this song as self-expression; pack the bong for a cleansing
ebonics, the chronic, i’m on it, i said it i meant it
defend it ’til deaded, defended the message, that hit ya
get the f-ck off my back, yeah ya p-ssy was wack
i thank myself when i f-cked ya, awk always came with a jack
and i never came up in ya -ss, yet ya wanted it bad
i look back and get sad, and i try to shake it i hate it
i hate the fact that we dated, i hate the fact there’s still hatred
forget the times we fought, forget the times we laughed
forget the time in the car, getting g-ssed, we almost crashed
when i think about it, it’s like the whole thing was a dream
so i drink about it, then recruit a new girl for the team.

[hook]
they call dating a game, and every man’s a player
oh god d-mn girl, looks like you f-cked with a laker
i wish i kobe’d ya -ss, and dropped ya off at ya parents
surprise surprise, i blew it, you got the earrings with karats

never again, never again, will i get stuck on the fence
enemies, friends, our enemies are ex-girlfriends
they call dating a cr-pshoot, every move is a bet
oh god d-mn girl, looks like you f-cked with the best

[verse 2]
there’s six billion people on this earth, this is your curse
i guess that half is females, so this is the verse
in which you die in my dome, so i can be happy alone
don’t stress this won’t be sappy, i cut heads off with poems
in my life it’s like i’m blasting brains, or writing my pains down
either way it’s hard as h-ll, tryna clear up these rain clouds
first i’m oversensitive, then a standoffish pr-ck
swallow down my medicines, close my eyes and drift
that’s why, i’m always seeking change, biting my lips
is the answer in a bottle or the hands of my therapist?
is it stress that breaks my back, or my broken back causin’ stress
do i blame genetic makeup, how ’bout how i try to clean my mess
you joked about f-cking dudes, surprise, you f-cked a dude
i’m burnin’ you outta my mind, destruction’s what i choose
everybody listen up, this the number one rule
behind every wise crack is a hint at the truth.

- awkword lyrics

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