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Start from Scratch

Alright, the fuck are you lookin at self?

You want to piece of me?

Oh man, shit

The story of my life

[The Game]

If I could start from scratch, I wouldn't change shit

Same red bandanna, same four-fifth

Same G-wagon, same hood rat bitch

Workers in the kitchen cooking up my shit

Same telephone booth, same connect

That mean the same hollow tips breaking up in my chest

Same bloody t-shirt, same addressing

Same "Dogg Food" album banging in my tape deck

Homey if I can make '94 today

I'd tell Eazy and Dre to bring back N.W.A.

I would of told 'Pac not to stomp out Orlando

Told Puffy and Big about the Rampart scandal

I got too many dead homies, fuck a rap career

I'd give anything in the world to bring back my nigga Tear

Seem like we was just in Magic City yesterday

If I could bring back my homeboy Charles, he would say

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If I could start my life from scratch

If I could take away the pain of the past

If I had another chance, I would do just that

I'd give anything just to go right back

[The Game]

Homey if I could rewind the hands of time

I would of cut off the PS2 at 12:49

Nigga I'm a gangster, I stay on my grind

Who knew 11 minutes later I'd get shot with my own 9

I was two peeps away from a flat line

When you a +Bad Boy+ niggas don't want to see you Shyne

Dre said it's my turn, he call it Game time

23 inch Lex shinys, bitches call 'em LeBron's

I'd give my own life if I could change God's mine

Bring Baby Loony back at the drop of a dime

He let off a okay, got shot one time

That was a cool nigga, I wish he had nine lives

My brother Devon died cause he chased the cat

It's a dog eat dog world, Jesus please holla back

I got a confession to make, it's called payback

If you don't want to listen, show me where Pastor Ma$e at

[Chorus]

[The Game]

I would of told Big Will they raid every Tuesday and Thursday

When pigeons in your coup, you gotta watch where your birds lay

Would of told V to stay sober

When niggas "Beg for Mercy," that mean the beef is over

Told Meeks take the Porsche back, drive the Rover

Told Slim hit reverse on that hardtop Nova

I would of changed a couple of lines when I wrote "Soldier"

So I wouldn't have to live looking over my shoulder

My life is like a Impala, riding three-wheel motion

I been front to back, side to side

Level my six-four frame out, keep on rolling

Keep your family far away and your enemies closer

Picture this, The Source sucking Benzino's dick

Trying to be the big fish in the pond, you know how them piranhas get

You dead when that green line go flat

If you could start your life from scratch, you couldn't change that

[Chorus]

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written by YOUNG, ANDRE / TAYLOR, JAYCEON / STORCH, SCOTT

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