The Game - Magnus Carlsen lyrics

[Verse 1: Anderson .Paak] Tie on a bandana, then we lay him out Fighting over two colours in the crayon box It's no love It's no love 40 ounces in my cup, I'm po'd up We out here k**ing each other, but so what? Keep it up and there's gon' be no Crips and no Bloods n***a take a look around, the crack game has slowed up The government versus the people, now tell me Who rules the world with only one desire? I don't believe there's anything higher Rather get it now than to read about the outcome I'd rather have the crown, than a ribbon or medallion And oh my days, I guess it's okay If I lay up in the shade with my [?] in the mattress But be at the course if I have to use patience I'm shooting a premature dream in the napkin Battling the evils in the flesh that I'm wrapped in Waiting for my eagle, but the seagulls are distracting [Bridge 1: Anderson .Paak] What's happening, n***as? Mm What's happening? Hm What's happening? What's happening? Mm What's happening? Mm, yeah [Verse 2: The Game] What's happening? My n***a just died from Aids What's happening? ISIS throwing grenades What's happening? White boys shooting up a church What's happening? My n***a 2-2 just got some work What's happening? You can get it if you got it, n***a But I ain't got it, n***a, I'm just a solid n***a Who run Compton, f** b**hes and flick Impala switches Even if I was born blind, you n***as couldn't stop my vision Right on time with mine thanks to them old Doc prescriptions West side flourishing again, this what 2Pac envisioned Obama freeing lifers, that was locked in prison El Chapo said he ran the world, and they forgot to listen Not me, n***a, one split second, I say "f** rap" And if I ran into El Chapo, he had work as one his captains And gave me 100 bricks and said "Migo, get it bracking" I walk into a Mexican Mafia meeting like [Bridge 2: Anderson .Paak] What's happening? Pac's gone, Brenda's still got a baby What's happening? Lost ones in the land of the crazy What's happening? You can have a bad b**h in a Mercedes But that don't make your basic a** Beyonce or Jay-Z What's happening? Obama 'bout to move out the White House What's happening? Couple hood n***as 'bout to roll them dice out What's happening? Is you gon' let me use your EBT card (yeah) I wonder if I could slide it for commissary, yah [Hook: Anderson .Paak] Ain't it a shame? Another lost one running again (You know I bust my thang for you) You do the same old thing that your brothers did before you Planning your whole life under concrete in the soil Just a continuation, I wonder where you get your game from If I know anything it's that my old head taught me all alone And it's a cold game, better get your coat, get your snow chains, man It's a chess game full of kings and pawns [Break] Black and white squares, just depends what side you on (What side is you on?) I want a red '64 Impala with them things on it [Verse 3: The Game] Black out inside an abandoned crack house Only thing from last night was dead bodies and gla** pipes That was the age 4, and by the age 10 They opened up the caged doors and let the f**ing beast out f** my auntie couch, I'm 'bout to take the street route And get my sh** the gangsta way, cause I can't be no Steve Stoute I'm too Nas for these n***as, I got a surprise for these n***as Potato cooking on the barrel, I bring the fries to these n***as Funeral hall, casket fit to the size of you n***as Chrome 45, no lie, come say goodbye to you n***as Sway got all the answers, Kanye lied to you n***as I don't even wanna be in no top 5 with you n***as I break ties with you n***as, then pay tithes for you n***as Los Angeles king, I will no fly zone you n***as Take a caravan and Impalas and drive to you n***as Close one and aim, Fetty Wap's eye to you n***as [Hook: Anderson .Paak] Ain't it a shame? Another lost one running again (You know I bust my thang for you) You do the same old thing that your brothers did before you Planning your whole life under concrete in the soil Just a continuation, I wonder where you get your game from If I know anything it's that my old head taught me all alone And it's a cold game, better get your coat, get your snow chains, man It's a chess game full of kings and pawns [Outro] All I ever wanted was to ride my '64 down 'Shaw Uh, I'ma spit them verses for my n***as Dreams coming true, don't it always paint a perfect picture