Now what you in a rush for?
What you trying to meet your maker, darling?
Or are you running out of time? Huh?
But time ain′t even real, you really need to chill
It's all an illusion
You getting mixed up in the fusion
Whatever it is you trying to see
You can sit down and just believe
But I would′ve never be the same ol' thing
How?
But I can tell you straight, I ain't no game, baby, oh
God bless me
(God bless me)
God help me
(God help me), oh
I think I′m insane, ah
God bless me
(God bless me)
God help me
(God help me), ooh
I think I′m insane, ah, oh-oh-oh
Why you wanna play so bad?
Why you wanna play so bad?
Why you wanna play so bad?
Why you wanna play so bad?
'Cause you know it′s real
'Cause you know it′s real
You gotta get two time too fast to feel
(To feel)
'Cause you claim you see things
(You claim, you claim)
When you on D-M-T
But I′ve seen the same things before I go to sleep
God bless me
(God bless me)
God help me
(God help me), oh
I think I'm insane, ah
God bless me
(God bless me)
God help me
(God help me), ooh
I think I'm insane, ah, oh-oh-oh
Why you wanna play so bad?
Why you wanna play so bad?
Why you wanna play so bad?
Why you wanna play so bad?
Writer(s): London Tyler Holmes, Kendall Roark Bailey, Jerome Rufus Monroe, Summer Marjani Walker, Remey Williams
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