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Off Script
02:42
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When will it end
If I cannot bend
At the final curtain call
The only one left still standing tall
Like a deer in the spotlight
My behavior was not right
Didn't bolt, didn't take a bow
I've been someone else until now
If all the world's a stage
Maybe we're meant to misbehave
Keeping in the spirit of the score
Within the contours of the scripted page
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Game Theory
02:50
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You used to call me king
The stalemate came on gradually
Now you only call me up
Late at night 'cause lonely
A winning strategy
Sacrifice the ones they think you'll need
Just pawns in your hand
Only worth a bit part in the master plan
Checkmate, war is over
Line 'em up
Practice is good for ya
This little games we play
Learning from exposure
Ask me to stack the deck
But you meant more as in architect
You're trust in opposition positioning and friction
Leaves them all erect
These walls are paper thin
I'm seeing eyes, bet they're listening
While you leave me breathless and flushed
In the crush of faces leaning further and further in
Our little house is folding
We'll rebuild
Practice moving slowly
Oh the these games we play
The breath that we're both holding
Checkmate just like I told ya
Crown me queen if I can make it over
These little games we play
Learning from exposure
Oh these little games
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Regret
05:01
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Regret's 'bout to make me lose my mind
Not only wrong but wrong and unkind
Always unravelin' and never rewinds
Regret's 'bout to make me lose my mind
Sex trying to teach me some self control
As in I'm always doing just what I'm told
I'll hold up my end babe and you hold yours
Sex trying to teach me some self control
Regret's 'bout to make me lose my mind
Not only wrong but wrong and unkind
Always unravelin' and never rewinds
Regret's 'bout to make me lose my mind
The past comin' up like "now ya owe me double
And if you don't pay well you know I'll make trouble"
Maybe future-Dre will be a little more subtle
The past comin' up like "hey now ya owe me double"
Regret's 'bout to make me lose my mind
Not only wrong but wrong and unkind
Always unravelin' and never rewinds
Regret's 'bout to make me lose my mind
Not every piece can be reassembled
Not every end is marked with clear signs and symbols
Just doing your best might be just that simple
But your best won't simply be just
Regret's 'bout to make me fucking lose my mind
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