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Ice-T

Valuable Game

 

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

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