Songteksten

Yeah short dawg in the house (survivin' the game) Survivin' the game man (survivin' the game) It ain't easy being out here for ten years (survivin' the game) You hanging with the cut-throats (survivin' the game) Back stabbers (survivin' the game) Playa haters y'know what I'm saying? (survivin' the game) But I'm (survivin' the game) always was, and always will be If you ain't in the right state of mind don't play with me 'Cause they ain't never ended slavery You messin' with my freedom, let's keep it real fool Don't underestimate but that'll kill you 'Cause everything changed, and everybody got a Don't wanna be attacked keep it on your lap I'm smobbing in my drop, feeling like priest Superfly top down speeding through the streets Killas on the prowl, and jacking is how They get paid pull out a gat and break your ass down Can't show no fear, got you scared as hell And your partner riding with you is prepared to tell But you don't know it yet, you havin' hella fun And when the shit hit the fan and you on the run You better pray if they catch your homeboy first 'Cause if they put him under pressure, he bound to burst Into a long conversation about everything you did No more tusslin, time to do a bid In the brand new jail that they built for you Where the smallest little thing you get killed over (Survivin' the game) (Survivin' the game) (Survivin' the game) (Survivin' the game) Ain't to bailin out, got you mad as hell Instead of sending you to school, they keep you in jail That cost way more, when you do time When you creep through the hood and kill your own kind They building county jails, and penitentiaries They gettin ready for the motherfucking 21st century Computers taking over, money's obsolete Now they buying all the houses in the ghetto streets They way we live now, we can't last long Cause everyday niggaz gettin they blast on Funerals and court dates, plea bargain for your life You'll be out in 12 years, once a month see your wife Now how that sound? You killed the black man, now they got you locked down They let you learn a trade, working years for pennies And that shit you building, was making white man plenty Got the game fucked up, and you'll never be rich It's all about respect and they treat you like a bitch (Survivin' the game) (Survivin' the game) (Survivin' the game) (Survivin' the game) I was born with the skills of a black man To survive in the streets and keep stackin' I'm 30 years old, and far from done I don't care what you think, I ain't forgot where I'm from East oakland and that's where I learned Everything I know, and when I got my turn I never came fake on a microphone I always let 'em know that the town is home I wasn't born in oakland, I was born a mack Stay true to the game, always stating the facts You know you can't stop my mack attack I know you love this shit, when I rap like that You never would get me to change my style I spent twenty million dollars on a brand new house I got bills to pay, no time to be fake Eating top ramen don't fuck with steak Don't be jealous of me, 'cause it's well known I could slip in a minute after hella songs Make one fake album and i'm through I be a broke ass nigga like you So I just try to stay focused and do my job Turn that shit up loud and watch a bitch head bob 'Cause I'm the too s-h-o-r-t I take a square ass bitch and turn her into a freak (Survivin' the game) (Survivin' the game) (Survivin' the game) (Survivin' the game) Now growing old in the streets ain't no easy task You losing homeboys every time the season pass Gettin' phone calls, another soldier dead Sittin' in the car got four in the head Rush to his mama house the shit is real Trying to find out why your boy got killed I'm about to hurt somebody, give a fuck who 'Cause you already know what you need to do Kill another black man that's what you figure Just what we need, for you to pull a trigger Got your guns you don't want none You stupid lil homie where they come from From the man, get 'em like fast food With a attitude to make wanna fuck you You little violent juveniles don't play with me 'Cause they ain't never ended slavery (Survivin' the game) (Survivin' the game) (Survivin' the game) (Survivin' the game)
Writer(s): Anthony Banks, Todd Anthony Shaw Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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