Ill play....

my eyes are hazed, thoughts are dazed, but i dont blaze
guess its just a faze of the days, when people got along
where are we supposed to belong
so long to the times, when white boys could bust rhymes
without catchin fines, wheres the line
not the one Whitney Houston was hittin
Once I was bitten, by the venom, now im called the phenom
Im just a demon now, wonder somedays how, maybe I should call a foul
3 times the loser, alcohol induced drug abuser, strip cruiser
body bruiser
sometimes i want to change things, but the more things change the more they stay the same, this game is what I loved, but when I got hurt, they shoulda buried me in the dirt
4th & 2 with 3 to go, some bitchass broke my hip, and ZIP there went my football career,
so now all i can do is sit and kill deer, and drink beer, i live in fear and shame from that damn game, football was my life.....fuck it where's the knife.