Текст песни The Game - Common
It's
only
right
that
I
address
this
Gotta
be
in
it
to
win
it
I
never
come
lame,
type
killin'
in
the
game,
get
busy
It's
only
right
that
I
address
this
Gotta
be
in
it
to
win
it
I
never
come
lame,
type
killin'
in
the
game,
music
Raised
by
game
where
niggas
ain't
fazed
by
fame
Come
to
the
crib,
get
banged,
they
take
your
chain
Stay
in
your
lane,
broke
back
ain't
the
way
of
the
game
My
brainstorm
is
like
I
stay
in
the
ring
My
favorite
was
Kane,
now
I'm
dope
with
weight
in
the
game
You
was
hot
but
can't
stay
in
the
plain
Ghetto
pain
and
windows
crack,
the
fist
is
like
a
symbol
for
black
Can
tell
the
real
by
how
the
interact
In
the
middle
of
whack
my
soul
stick
to
a
track
Kickback
records
get
kicked
to
the
back
I
want
big
cribs
and
my
man
Ronnie
to
get
his
Child
in
a
good
school
and
know
what
her
gift
is
It's
global
warming,
the
world
is
shifting
Watching
Sweet
Sixteen,
bitchin'
ass
rich
kids
You
know,
no
one
like
you
gotta
go
the
distance
Whether
yoga
or
doja,
we
all
get
lifted
in
the
game
It's
only
right
that
I
address
this
Gotta
be
in
it
to
win
it
I
never
come
lame,
type
killin'
in
the
game,
get
busy
It's
only
right
that
I
address
this
Gotta
be
in
it
to
win
it
I
never
come
lame,
type
killin'
in
the
game,
music
I
never
kissed
that
ass
of
the
masses,
I'm
the
black
molasses
Thick
and
I
last
pass
these
rat
bastards
They
try
to
box
me
in
like
Cassius
Clay
Hey,
I'm
like
Muhammad
when
he
fasted
Opposing
the
fascist
make
cuts
and
got
gashes
Scratches
over
third
eyelashes
Punchlines
are
like
jab
pits
to
rappers
Whose
careers
now
ashes,
it's
too
many
slashes
in
his
name
Came
in
the
game
these
gun
clappers
From
weak
lines
to
clothing
lines
to
an
actress
I
seen
'em
dashing
smash
hits
I
yell,
"Run,
nigga,
run,
while
I
cook
up
classics"
The
weak
hearted,
become
Babylon
puppets
Making
it
hard
for
real
hustlas
Touch
the
sky
now
and
then,
with
a
lady
friend
Give
thanks
to
the
most
that's
how
the
day
begins
in
the
game
It's
only
right
that
I
address
this
Gotta
be
in
it
to
win
it
I
never
come
lame,
type
killin'
in
the
game,
get
busy
It's
only
right
that
I
address
this
Gotta
be
in
it
to
win
it
I
never
come
lame,
type
killin'
in
the
game,
music
I
just
wanna
be
like
Akeelah,
an
achiever
From
the
streets
of
the
Chi
where
some
get
high
for
leisure
Selling
weed
out
of
cleaners
From
rocks
to
barber
shops
and
beamers
Chicks
with
blond
weaves
and
strong
legs
like
Serena
The
demeanor
of
the
Ghetto,
to
never
stay
settled
Aldermen
and
corrupt
mens
play
Pharaoh
Good
bring
business
to
the
hood
like
heralds
Find
your
own,
walking
by
themselves
in
the
street
The
young
die
of
cancer,
I
stopped
eating
meat
Greet
the
gods
on
87th
street
like
peace
Even
though
it's
war
to
G,
got
'em
facing
the
east
The
game
ain't
tasting
as
sweet
Cats
flow
is
still
and
they
[Incomprehensible]
with
beats
My
radio
station
is
deep
so
eff
'em
Progression,
counting
paper
and
blessings
in
the
game
It's
only
right
that
I
address
this
Gotta
be
in
it
to
win
it
I
never
come
lame,
type
killin'
in
the
game,
get
busy
It's
only
right
that
I
address
this
Gotta
be
in
it
to
win
it
I
never
come
lame,
type
killin'
in
the
game,
music
1 Intro
2 Start The Show
3 The People
4 Drivin' Me Wild
5 I Want You
6 Southside
7 The Game
8 U, Black Maybe
9 Break My Heart
10 Misunderstood
11 Forever Begins
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