No Games

No jokes, no games, no gimmicks

Jaylib – no P, but No Limit

It's so hot, the N-O dot O-N-E

Fo'sho, dawg, off the top, we don't sleep

It's all work, no play

Get mo' money and mo' problems; no doubt, but no cake

Is no good, just like these rappers –

No hood in 'em, knowing they some actors

The takeover, rap game makeover

It's next year now – yesterday's over

Time for new shit, "What can you do?" shit

Nothing –

Stick it up your you-know-what, and

There's no fake suckas around, by no means

There's no half steppin’ here, you know we

Some nomads, 'cross the globe, you local, we loco

With Flo-Jo, you so-so

You know what's up – like Oates, "No Can Do"

"Can't Go For That" clone shit, I demand you

Rap cats with no skills, know this –

Jaylib, we ain't taking–no prisoners

We gon' set shit off (Uh!) like LoJack

All night like NoDoz, our dough's stacked

'Cause, no way – if no dough, it's no deal

J Dill' and Madlib – it's mo' real

And now you know, but knowing is only half the battle

Until y'all **** get it together

Just turn up the bass and let ya trunk rattle!