Player Not the Game (feat. Carl Thomas)

[Intro:] Start playin' We gon' talk about these playas We gon' also talk about this game Heh, this game Is somethin' everybody wants to know about But who's the victim? Is it the playa? The one bein' played? Or simply this game? Early in the morning, he waits by her door But she's not there, cause she don't care Someone else she adores And it's a quarter after midnight The girl's by her phone But he won't call, and the tears fall So she sleeps all alone (We're in a world, that's a ball of confusion) The feeling is gone, still we keep holding on (To a love, that is just an illusion) Get to the back of the line Love will call you in time [1:] On the kaleidascope of love People go 'round and 'round in circles Falling in love and feeling pain But it's the playa, not the game See the parade of smiling faces No masquerade can fade the shame Too many tracks to hide the traces But it's the playa, not the game It's not the game I keep all my feelings in a dark and deep place Never go there, cause it's so rare true love shows it's face I stare out my window, when I can't sleep at night Many voices, many choices, but I know when it's right (We're in a world, that's a ball of confusion) The feeling is wrong, still we keep holding on (To a love, that is just an illusion) Fall to the back of the line Love will call you in time [1] Blame it on the playa (don't fall too fast) Not the game Blame it on the playa (don't fall too fast) Not the game Blame it on the playa (don't fall too fast) Not the game Blame it on the playa (I know it's hard, don't fall apart) Not the game Oh, oh, oh [1: w/ ad-libs to fade]