Ice-T - Valuable game
Tekst :
[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 nothin to me, don t push the button on me
Out for the twist, ya nastically nasty G
Basically makin 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 tryin 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 waitin 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 risin
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 flippin 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?
flippin from heat, the legal green, the hip-hop scene
Beef, the only beef I got is the steak
I m tryin 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 hatin and dissin
Y all know the game is to be sold and not told
I should be takin 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 tryin to analyse
and anticipate the moves of the fakes
Wonder if the cancers in too deep - can t sleep
Tryin 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
Wishin and prayin that another brother gets
to live the life that I got to play in
Tryin to represent to the fullest
I gotta come hard y all, no time to pull it
Y all fools think illin and tearin 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 tryin to lose me
And to y all suckers with your afrobatic, player hatin tatics
tryin to jump over the bree and plannin and hustlin
I ve been corporatin 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 reppellin
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 Inne utwory
Colors Ed 99 Problems Depths of hell How does it feel Street killer Reckless Breakin Rap games hijacked Gotta lotta love Swazy You played yourself Funky gripsta Midnight Fuck it Threat interlude Losowe utwory
Am I blue
Am I blue
Ain t these tears in these eyes, telling you
Am I blue
You d be, too
If each plan with your man, done fell through
Was a time, I was his, his only one
But now I m the sad and lonely...
Help me mama she s touching my heart
And I just can t keep her away
Stop her mama I can t let it start
Mama please make her go away
Stop her mama, she s starting to speak
I m afraid she might...
I m feeling undone,
Just a little lost in place,
A little insecure,
With this mountain in my face.
I am supposed to fly,
But i can t get these feet up off the ground,
I need you lord to turn me around!
I may never be a star,
But i close my eyes and there you are!
You...
We all learn the hard way
Like a ride on the rain
We try to keep the secrets
Tied and chained
Out there on the dark side
I can hear you call
It s so hard to believe you
I can t run no more
The last time you led em all astray
But this time you gave yourself...
Every time i walk you down by Deleware park
You d only hold my hand when its after dark
All the places that I go and all the things that we have seen
It makes me wanna scream
There s no way out
Every time I come a knockin at your door
You tell me turn...