Game lyrics

by

N.O.R.E.


Game, street lessons, game, game
Chapter one, alright go, yeah yeah, yo yo yo
Haha, one two, this is what is up, n*gga (freeze)
Only the survivors survive in the world of survival
Where your rivals always wanna make it seem
Like they're gonna do things and always concocting schemes and plots
You know exactly what it is (you know!)
You know exactly how it's gonna be (ha) haha (you'll never catch me fool)
What, five lessons, five chapters, I'mma start

How you gonna make a couple dollars
When you roam in zones filled with cowards
Ain't no way to make no real cash n*gga
Conceal your cannon, all you do is flash n*gga (motherf*cker)
I can tell, fool, you'll never get paid
Cause n*ggas like you ain't got no real game
With all them n*ggas that you got by your side
You learned by yourself that the only way to ride
I'mma put you up on (game)
This whole world revolves around (game)
Pure indeed game, and let it obtain
I roll with my girl and weeds
All oversees with loot like I'm flipping keys
I heard n*ggas gonna catch me on a slipping tip
Come through with the auto's, c*ck, flip and sh*t (hell no)
But I knew from the giddy-up, like EST
And got rid off my fo'-fifty and my G.S.3
I got...
Chorus (2x):
(game) This whole world revolves around
(game) Pure indeed game, and let it obtain
Once you realize you'll never live without (game)
Get paid without, no moves made without (game)

It's the force, the call of the holocaust
Go against the source, end up lost
The portrait of a wild puma
Silent penetration like poison, pinpointing
Isolating hearts, poetical poisonous darts
Puncture like needles, I always take care of my peoples
Verbals vital, no rivals, there's no equals, no sequels
With no one to help us
I'll leave you crying for help and helpless and healthless, wealthless
Oversellers envious and jealous
b*tches and sneaks, pants and muscles
I saw a view through the eyes
Fake ass, b*tch ass n*ggas in disguise
Keep calm, release the neutron napalm bomb on young hawks
Splitting wigs like logs, cloudy visions like fogs
When the pump gets to pumping
n*ggas get to jumping like frogs, smoke like bungs
Get to stepping, stepping with your weapon
Pause, creep crapped and left in the puddle in seconds
f*ck 'em with veterans, with game...
Chorus (2x)

One time, on time
Give it to me all, cause I want it all
Give it to me all, cause I love to brawl
Give it to me all, cause I want it all
One time, yeah I love to brawl
One time (give it up), one time (give it up)
Check it out

It's hard to sustain and maintain through life
With these motherf*ckers throwing n*ggas three strikes
The homie big Lou got a fo' on deez
That's the word, came up from flipping birds
Words travel like black talents
The homie's loud at silence, real G's move in silence
How you gonna make it to the next stage
If one second you're broke, the next minute paid
Now you got the police planning
n*ggas on the street scanning, loading up cannons
If it was me, I'd move silently
Prepare warfare, react violently
Lou is too flashy, new clothes
Cali baiting with hoes, and got penetrated
He had too many hoes knowing where he resides
Soon as he got home n*ggas was waiting in sight, no game
Shh...
Know what?

Chorus (3x)
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