Top Songs By D’ValentS
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
D’ValentS
Performer
David Valenti
Rap
Ahshon Haykal
Sampler
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Valenti
Songwriter
Ahshon Haykal
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
R. Ouk
Producer
Doc Ish
Producer
Lyrics
(D.ValentS)
Fame isn't enough kid
I'll take my chances
Why should you
Then we can all profit
From these little chats
You can't hang to the game
Forever kid
Now's the time
Bottom of ya ninth inning
Gotten used to losing
Let's get you used to winning
You wanna walk off
With the home run
One last hit
Just to say you won one
With some street pieces
You could end the game
Could be a wild pitch
But won't affect ya aim
Ya aim ain't fame
Or for them to know to name
Just to know when you was last on deck
You really played the game
It's all about the heart
And when you goin in
Always have the Game To Win
When it comes from within
Now's the time
Now's the moment
Step out the with bullpen
And own it
Ain't gotta talk thugga
Or deal with mad drugga
Just grab the microphone
And make it classic my slugga
Ain't gotta talk thugga
Or deal with mad drugga
Just grab the microphone
And make it classic my slugga
Just be yourself don't pretend
Don't pretend
Do you and you will transcend
So long as it comes from within
From within
That's when you got the Game To Win
No one's keeping score in the end
In the end
Your future's unwritten
So long as it comes from within
From within
That's when you got the Game To Win
You're not your whip
Or the pretty medicine that's in it
With that mentality
You will never win it
Your not that chain
There is more to gain
There is a bit of loss
In the flowing pain
But you will emerge
Comfortably Numb
But listeners will really feel
Where you coming from
Your not your crib
Or its square feet
Your not the block you hug
Its how you hug the beat
Forget about the money
We both know what it do
Soon those things you own
Will start owning you
Game to Win
Is all you'll ever need
Do you
And you will succeed
Reality is wasted
Music how we lace it
Death's on the creep
Got a dream
Best to chase it
Reality is wasted
Music how we lace it
Death's on the creep
Got a dream
Best to chase it
Just be yourself don't pretend
Don't pretend
Do you and you will transcend
So long as it comes from within
From within
That's when you got the Game To Win
No one's keeping score in the end
In the end
Your future's unwritten
So long as it comes from within
From within
That's when you got the Game To Win
Can I live
With terminal illness
Moving you even in my stillness
Clinically sick with originality
It pays more than interest
On the principality
Disease is called rap immortality
This was premeditated
Nexts up fatality
If I switch styles
Kill the mentality
All my enemies
And all they personalities
Will ya love me
Without the abnormality
Will ya still ride
With the same vitality
It's not about a salary
It's all about reality
Good versus evil
The struggle of morality
Like Chris said
I'ma say once more
Dollars make sense
Peace to hardcore
But better know what you being hardcore for
Cuz whats goes up
Can't stay at the top floor
Don't bring forth what's within
It will slave you
Bring forth what's within
It will save you
When ya Game To Win
Comes forth from within
That's when ya life can begin
(We're gonna keep recording
This is just the beginning)
Writer(s): Ahshon Ali Haykal, David Valenti
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