Lyrics

[Intro]
Yo
I like to feel buzzed in the morning time
And I hope you feel the same
I don't know what I am doing here
But I been playing California tryna play this game
[Verse 1]
Yo, check my slang, diggy-diggy-dang, you know my name
I'm blowing rappers out the frame, they can't hang with the kid
Here's what I did, went to her crib to get my rib back
Not Adam, more like Aladdin
Or Peter Pans, they'll bring eternal youth flame
I never play the game, sometimes I play the game
Sometimes it's all the same, I'm confused by the reign of robotic
Get so hypnotic wit' the gin and tonic
Pass it here, so I can really trip
Staying on beat even when the record skip
Tryna have a good time, but yo, I like dip by 2 a.m.
She brings the pain again
Friends, well, never forever together
I'm clever and better 'cause I wear it like leather up in the winter
Triple stage of light when I enter
Never ever bitter from my centre
Guitar
[Chorus]
Play this game
Play this game
Play this game
Play this game
[Verse 2]
Ain't no doubt about it, yo, I get busy
My style revolves the sun, I make it dizzy
I can't stand the rain on my window
Like Missy, I'm never iffy, I'm spiffy
Jiffy emcees are junior like Fred Griffey
I'm like Ulysses, an odyssey infinitely
The inner tizzy, je ne sais quoi, so call me grizzly
I'm popping, I'm frizzy, they ask, "Who is he?"
Um, I'm getting mad props like on a movie set
And you can take it to the bank 'cause it's a sure bet
SG's like a little red Corvette
And like The Roots, I'm saying, "Do you want more yet?"
Oh, Kevin'll kick in the door
Tripping on microphone acid, rocking a new flow
Stopping my show? No
Cropping emcees out like a photo
Oh no, original gung-ho
[Chorus]
Play this game
Play this game
Play this game
Play this game
Written by: Kevin Brereton, Neil Young
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