Brother Ali - Games lyrics
[Brother Ali - Games lyrics]
Ah, what's up man? (What up Ali?)
Ah, you still standing on
This motherfuckin corner?
Shit ain't you 30 years old, motherfucker?
Ah, so when I pick up the
Microphone I know what I'm sayin
Wasn't long ago was facin the same situation
Carpet got ripped from me pacin
The rent's a month late, ain't
Shit on the way, i'm straight prayin
Ends don't meet unless you make 'em
The people don't eat unless you scrape
And you see they ain't playin
Corner store credit is way thin
The World got it's way of
Weighin on your shoulders, it's degradin
It's like we got frowns tattooed on our faces
The school's ain't savin our new generation
Stare at our kids, they need a paradigm shift
The paradox is that parents aren't shit
Why you got cable? Your life is not stable
Lights not paid for, Nikes on layaway though
It's like we wanna look good while we drownin
Should grab a paddle and scrap our way out
Life's not a good when you livin it like this
Leave your lane for a minute, you might flip
It's like chains on your neck
With a tight grip
Use your brain in this shit
And you might live
While you in the drug game
My hustle got another name
You dyin, makin somebody rich
It's the fuckin same
So quick to call a square job, Brother lame
Truth be told
You might wanna choose another lane
Yeah I'm bussin 'til my bitch ass job
You on the corner
Pushin them bitch ass rocks
And yes I'm gettin sweated by
My bitch ass boss
Your ass steady runnin from
Them bitch ass cops
This shit don't stop, the game ain't new
The pen's full of dudes who
Thought the same shit too
That TV is a blind fold
Here to keep your eyes closed
Sell your crack and it's all
Dough and fly clothes
Shit ain't nothin like "The Sopranos"
Real talk
You're probably better off at McDonald's
Rappers all say they went
From hustlin to rhymin but look
Everybody say the other one's a liar
Man, fuck you Brother Ali
You always runnin your mouth
Just cause you got that rap shit cool
Man we on these streets motherfucker
Get out here and see how it is
It don't matter about me rappin
My ass is still scratchin
Some day, I'm a be the "yo
Remember back when?"
While I'm hear I got to really make it happen
Try to have emergency landing
Instead of crashin
Fuck sayin I've been here, brother I am here
Might not live here this year
But I still care
Not talkin down to you, straight to you
No player hater my dude, it's plain true
Gotta live like don't nobody love you but you
As long as your blood move
Tragedy could touch you
Struggle ain't nothin new
Cards ain't gonna always land how you want
'em too fuck it though, thug it through
Can't give up, as much as you'd love to
There's certain shit as a man we must do
You God damn right they made it like this
But, I ain't tryin to wait for
The day they might fix
Ah, you still standing on
This motherfuckin corner?
Shit ain't you 30 years old, motherfucker?
Ah, so when I pick up the
Microphone I know what I'm sayin
Wasn't long ago was facin the same situation
Carpet got ripped from me pacin
The rent's a month late, ain't
Shit on the way, i'm straight prayin
Ends don't meet unless you make 'em
The people don't eat unless you scrape
And you see they ain't playin
Corner store credit is way thin
The World got it's way of
Weighin on your shoulders, it's degradin
It's like we got frowns tattooed on our faces
The school's ain't savin our new generation
Stare at our kids, they need a paradigm shift
The paradox is that parents aren't shit
Why you got cable? Your life is not stable
Lights not paid for, Nikes on layaway though
It's like we wanna look good while we drownin
Should grab a paddle and scrap our way out
Life's not a good when you livin it like this
Leave your lane for a minute, you might flip
It's like chains on your neck
With a tight grip
Use your brain in this shit
And you might live
While you in the drug game
My hustle got another name
You dyin, makin somebody rich
It's the fuckin same
So quick to call a square job, Brother lame
Truth be told
You might wanna choose another lane
Yeah I'm bussin 'til my bitch ass job
You on the corner
Pushin them bitch ass rocks
And yes I'm gettin sweated by
My bitch ass boss
Your ass steady runnin from
Them bitch ass cops
This shit don't stop, the game ain't new
The pen's full of dudes who
Thought the same shit too
That TV is a blind fold
Here to keep your eyes closed
Sell your crack and it's all
Dough and fly clothes
Shit ain't nothin like "The Sopranos"
Real talk
You're probably better off at McDonald's
Rappers all say they went
From hustlin to rhymin but look
Everybody say the other one's a liar
Man, fuck you Brother Ali
You always runnin your mouth
Just cause you got that rap shit cool
Man we on these streets motherfucker
Get out here and see how it is
It don't matter about me rappin
My ass is still scratchin
Some day, I'm a be the "yo
Remember back when?"
While I'm hear I got to really make it happen
Try to have emergency landing
Instead of crashin
Fuck sayin I've been here, brother I am here
Might not live here this year
But I still care
Not talkin down to you, straight to you
No player hater my dude, it's plain true
Gotta live like don't nobody love you but you
As long as your blood move
Tragedy could touch you
Struggle ain't nothin new
Cards ain't gonna always land how you want
'em too fuck it though, thug it through
Can't give up, as much as you'd love to
There's certain shit as a man we must do
You God damn right they made it like this
But, I ain't tryin to wait for
The day they might fix