Tom Coyne - Tha Game lyrics

[Intro] NBA Finals 1992 MJ "The Shrug" sample [Raekwon] Wall to wall.. that's my word I own approximately.. everything you got The verdict.. that's right [Verse 1: Raekwon] Yo... Call me the black champion, Guess down, wanna test now So let's grab the mack and vest, bless him if he stressed out Amazing, blazing Purple Haze spaceships Blazin asians in Mercedes Benz stations Yo, moving through the tavern, guns that burn, sons that learn Stabbin an intern, corporate book of words Iceatollah Motorolas, gun reloaders, broads with rollers When wet lens stole us, Lex glowers who owe us Call up Comissionary Gordon, son go warn the Warden That the lord is back, rolling with his sword again Mixtape, masturbation mate rate plates ice traits Guns with b**hes jumping outta white cakes It's on for real, indeed, Lex Leonardo Shells that's hollow, six whipper through the 52 globe of horror Carry the stainless steel armor Nurture the church avenue drama, yo, African gold from Ghana Puffin these marijuanas make Allah catch Alzheimers Feedin bread to birds yellin f** old timers [Hook: Raekwon] It's called game, I'll get ya life k**ed, game recognize Right wills, game slight chills things stay the same Game, subliminary mills, smash grills, night chills Regardless what pah things won't be the same again I'll get ya life k**ed, game recognize Right wills, game slight chills things stay the same Game, subliminary mills, smash grills night chills Mic sk**s baby pah won't be the same again (check this out, one two) (yeah-yeah… this is me, P… no doubt) [Verse 2: Prodigy] Segregate those fake poems Separate the bullsh** from the authentic Vintage rhyme division got the globe listening My rap scroll belittled your goals and visions Prohibition got my whole block pissing Christians One-fifty-one Dunn'll have you off balance walkin Don't let your emotions get involved, talkin To the wrong culprit, the k**er be the soft spoken So what's ya intentions, you want to glow for the moment? Throw on your two pennies, then you bolting I rock for the few chosen, who got their third minds open Write a page that'll engage war and encite fights Be on the look for the bright lights and North winds The trumpets be the mics, the size malevolent You don't belong in my eyesight, P's a powerful soldier Other life and things won't be the same again It's over! [Hook 2] It's called game, I'll get ya life k**ed, game recognize Right wills, game slight chills things stay the same Game, subliminary mills, smash grills, night chills Regardless what pah things won't be the same again I'll get ya life k**ed, game recognize Right wills, game slight chills things stay the same Game (You're all up in the game and don't deserve to be...) [Verse 3: Ghostface k**ah] MC Ultra high-brolic bank roll alcohol vulture Garlic balls dice the shield of ocre Tally ho pitty-pat backgammon pro Pink salmon five spring rolls know me, you love my intro Half a face wig sewed together like Manhattan Chase Looking like snatching the place, check behind the drapes Castor Troy layin for Travolta mic gun pump Laying on the floor Clark's bleeding watermelon chunks Hold up... sprinkle the hash, Tony d Snatch RZA last piece of fish right off the gla** dish bu*ter roll beats bagel tracks wavey hair decks Lay it down straw hat style, bu*terball crown Time life investments, when broke I wrote the old testament Crashed domes now perform excellence Words with the President, brunch with Yeltsin Gorbachev under Meth's nuts, he out in Belgium Six and a half monkeys, twelve nazis Four disappear, three eight two one flash to thin air God's replica no wheel drive motionless mind cresica Tilt the hat like Escher [Hook] [Verse 4: Pete Rock] Aiyyo, I rumble into action, son I'm right on target Legendary status with the way the track started It's on, at any second with the high stakes Drama, the game's teeth sharp like pirahnas There's a million style biters who try to create Make no mistake real n***as challenge the fake Most valuable SP-1200 gold medals Rae Progidy Ghost rhyme professional The original, Pete Rock is like Soul on Ice Dynamite with the mic device Now roll the dice, for the game of d**h Snake eyes baby pah, the Boy Wonder's a threat