The Game - Undefeated lyrics

[Hook: Marsha Ambrosius] Not gonna let you down Nobody's gon' take my shine cause this world is World is mine Keep my eyes on the prize and live my life Live my life Say I'm undefeated, 3-0, you don't know me You don't know I'm always gonna be around [Verse 1: Game] When I first met Doc I had a pocket full of rocks Fresh out of Compton, shinin' like the Impala shocks Bright red laces in my Vince Carter Shox Dirty white T cause I just came from the block Dirt under my nails and I think he could tell I just cooked a whole ounce I had that dope spot smell I was somethin' that he never seen, saggin' in some Polo jeans Eyes bloodshot red, a walkin' infrared beam Cincinnati hat like a pitcher on the Reds team He was makin' beats so I did my little head thing A bad b**h walked by, Dre smacked her on the a** She turned around and whispered in my ear: "welcome to the 'Math" And I couldn't do nothin' but laugh On my way to the '64, dropped the rag Today was a good day like Cube would say You need me for Detox, I'll be on my way Holla [Hook] [Verse 2: Game (Busta Rhymes)] I remember walkin' in the studio and Eve was like (Hey!) Then I walked out the studio the king of (L.A.) I miss the times I spent with Bus when he was yellin' (Flipmode) Kind of hard to figure out cause my style is (morse code) So you haters better watch your f**in' mouth (when you're talk) Cause I'm the king of L.A. and the prince of (New York) I f** with (Dr. Dre) and I bleed (Aftermath) Stop speakin' on Detox, n***a (you don't know the half) If you ain't worth 25 mill, your n***a (don't talk) But if you are, lace up your Converse and (let's walk) D boys, gangstas, hustlas (talk to me) Every n***a from every 'hood, come on (walk with me) Game recognize (game), I'ma always be the (same) You can ask your b**h but I think (y'all know my name) Or you can ask Dre, he put me (in the hall of fame) So if Busta Rhymes is Magic I'm (Big Game James) [Hook] [Verse 3: Busta Rhymes] Ever since I was a just a little youngin I was always gratefull that you gave me somethin' I don't think you realize how it was so major For me to receive your blessing, let me return the favor I know that we been through a couple of things To me it don't really matter I wanna see you win That's why I always rep for you, trust me it's a honor Cause you're the male figure that birthed as my father [Verse 4: Game] What happened to E-V-E, what happened to Rakim I'm still here, cause I'm not them They went back to the East like 2Pac Tims And if you can't understand that you a stocked rim And I'm a 28, you can't stop them There ain't a pothole in Brooklyn that can stop him You feel you Dwight Howard, n***a take your shots then Bring that sh** to the home of tumble gon' block them Ain't nothin' that can stop him And he out of jail thanks to the ghost of Johnny Cochrane And just when you thought you had the Game boxed in Then he mixed the baking soda with Hova and made top ten [Hook]