game again I need to play the game again Got an illusion, I wanted to say There's something wrong here A lot to take, I need to play the game again
译文: 不再流行. 游戏.
To go back to a place much simpler than this 'Cause after all the partyin' and cashin' and crashin' And all the glitz and the glam and the fashion And
Um hmm, okay, okay, yeah Yeah, y'all thought I lost it In no fashion have I lost my passion for the pen It's just that lately life has been a lost less
keep it real But, they don't know how to take they own advisement Going out, do it solo on an advertisement, commercializing Fuckin' sell out, nigga, this is hip-hop, not fashion
me under, niggas in trouble You lookin' at Lebron James of the game I could do anything that you name I could blaze any rapper in the game that you bring
, didn't use your real name Booked a hotel room, suite paid until June Get home and tell wifey that you're not in the mood But then the game got stale
the map Bring it back to respond/react To bring it back to respond/react to this The attractive assassin, blastin' the devil trespassin' Master gettin' cash in a orderly fashion
I rake em, roll em, like smoke from Peter Ross Then I hold em, stole em, work hard to be the boss My fashion is Kumb-a-i, or else I'm attackin' Dukes
a game Playboy you gotta be a lil bit more realistic And state your claim when I say we off the chain I'm talkin' tigers and dogs, not puppy dogs, they can't run in this game
Yeah, yeah I'm a spit some of this real game Some real shit, some real talk Na, na, whoa, oh, whoa Ugh, check my watch, check my chain It's simple and
-hop could be a, many a blessing And that was great, so in 1988 There was no debate, we had to end the hate The name of the game was Stop the Violence
pop, this is Hip-Hop In the harm way, we do it the war way, all day I never procrastinate (You shouldn't) I'm from where the war games fascinate (You
thick shakes little snakes fashion accessories earthquakes five and dime cherry lime wait my turn at the back of the line barbed wire forest fire muddy
my thumb Silly little bitches can end up right up in ditches We cut you and give you stitches, for envy and all my riches Your game's just like a midget
picture that you're strong and true You think the whole world evolves around you Yet your actions shatter your world because you have no discipline Chorus: Tolerance over, end of game
Scan from the Killa Klan Kaze I will dump your bodyparts into my trunk Let's go ride then play a game what's the game, the game of names Now which, which
now she is out there going for broke And all her dreams went up in smoke Two years later and things have changed Hip hop evolved into a whole new game