Valuable Game
(专辑: The Seventh Deadly Sin - 1999)
[Intro: Ice-T] This song is dedicated to my man Tupac Shakur, rest in peace!! Notorious B.I.G., rest in peace!! And all my other homies that have died in the
madness called street life Rest in peace!! [Chorus] I'ma straight up G, let's not pretend Dedicated to, all of my friends On the
East and the
West Coast Gotta let this drama go [Ice-T] Nineteen eighty six, deep in the
mix me and my team out for cream and jewel-liks the
faster, the
better, blood, leather, the
baby sledge Case hitters me, I'm the
point man Give less than a
damn about anything, just let my hammer swing Come up, give me my cut what? Girls don't mean nothing to me, don't push the
button on me Out for the
twist, ya nastically nasty G
Basically making me anti-social individual, too hype Recognize the
type? Then a
music called hip-hop came along and saved my life I
had a
story to tell about my knowledge of hell $2.50 for a
book, listen and look, now let's do some Math A
gun and a
hand, plus an angry man, minus love equals and me, the
sky's blue and they rags toe-tags and body bags y'all feel me? Is it too real G? Brothers say drop some heat T
Absoultely, everything's goochie since we realized this games' the
only one we got left Hip-hop's become the
game of death Some of y'all busters out there trying to waste up It would've took some of us hustlers all this time to lace up [Chorus] I'ma straight up G, let's not pretend Dedicated to, all of my friends On the
East and the
West Coast Gotta let this drama go [Ice-T] Ok, let me break it down, they got the
one strike law You go in, you reach the
other two before you know what happen to you game's over dude On the
next page, they got power in effect while you two rednecks waiting to see which one of us kills the
next brother next Think about it too long'll make you sick Believe me the
last thing they wanna see is us rising economically, astronomically it could happen homie follow me Hip-hop's the
black goal mind and soul refined as we roll, another ghetto story is told I
stopped flipping ki's in eighty three They need a
time machine to carcerate me I'm square as a
pool table, twice as green, know what I
mean? flipping from heat, the
legal green, the
hip-hop scene Beef, the
only beef I
got is the
steak I'm trying to eat from the
players elite East, West, North, South, Moon, Star I'm gonna ball wherever the
chips are I
hope y'all players listen, ain't out there hating and dissing Y'all know the
game is to be sold and not told I
should be taking a
collection, this time I'll make an exception I've just been here for the
start of this I
gotta come from the
heart for this [Chorus] I'ma straight up G, let's not pretend Dedicated to, all of my friends On the
East and the
West Coast Gotta let this drama go [Ice-T] Some nights I
lay awake trying to analyse and anticipate the
moves of the
fakes Wonder if the
cancers' in too deep can't sleep Trying to diagnose the
poison that's increased injected into a
pure hustle born on city streak Migranes fill my brain as I
reach toward the
realm of the
insane Wishing and praying that another brother gets to live the
life that I
got to play in Trying to represent to the
fullest I
gotta come hard y'all, no time to pull it Y'all fools think illing and tearing up hip-hop is the
thing to do G? I'm paid I
don't need rap no more fool I
make a
movie Y'all trying to lose me And to y'all suckers with your afrobatic, player hating tatics trying to jump over the
bree and planning and hustling I've been corporating to this music over these years Y'all will fall victim to your own lies and the
P.I. will continue to rise, over your eyes kid This games' immaculate, dramas' irrelevant stay sucker reppelling Invent, incoporate, parlay, play And I
got no reason to lie to you [Chorus] I'ma straight up G, let's not pretend Dedicated to, all of my friends On the
East and the
West Coast Gotta let this drama go I'ma straight up G, let's not pretend Dedicated to, all of my friends On the
East and the
West Coast Gotta let this drama go