Cassidy - Damn I Miss the Game lyrics
[Cassidy - Damn I Miss the Game lyrics]
Damn I miss the damn I miss
The damn I miss the game
Game, when it's gon' come back, come back
I'm gettin tired of the dumb rap, dumb rap
Man I done been there and done that
Let's move on
Damn I used to love this rap shit
When it was on some gold rope
Kangol hat shit
Now e'ry rapper on some bust-that-gat shit
Cut-that-crack shit, fuck that whack shit
Public Enemy was on some power to black shit
Rap cats need to get back on that shit
(real tough)
They need to try switching they flows
Cause all of our women
Ain't bitches and hoes
And e'ry rapper out got a brick on the stove
And his wrists all froze
And he whippin the Rolls
To hear that, I can listen to Hov'
You bullshit and then you gettin exposed
(y'knahmtalkinbout)
Yo what happened to the game?
All these niggas rapping the
Same and that's lame
Cats hustling, busting they gat
But Kurtis Blow wasn't talkin
'bout hustlin crack
Now e'rybody on the grind (uh huh)
But Run-DMC never killed nobody
In their rhyme (nah nah)
They wasn't on that beef shit (uh uh)
And Melle Mel was the first one
To talk that street shit
But e'ry since NWA came out
Cats turned gangster and took that same route
To hear that I could listen to 'Pac
You bullshitting and I'm wishin it'd stop
I don't even listen to rap now
It make my head hurt when
I listen to cats now
They sound like they all rhymin in one booth
So take the industry and put
'em all in one group
Since they on the same page (yeah)
We should be able to boo them
Dudes offa the same stage (boo)
F'real, I still love this rap shit
Even though the A runnin with that snap shit
Even though the Bay running with that hyphy
When I get on the mic
Niggas still won't like me
The headcrack, you can listen to me
You bullshittin, you ain't sicker than me
Uh huh
Onnnnnnnnnnnnn let's move oh-onnnn
Let's move onnnnn
Let's move ohhhhhhhhh-onnnnnnnnn aww yeah
We gotta move onnnnnnnnnnnn
The damn I miss the game
Game, when it's gon' come back, come back
I'm gettin tired of the dumb rap, dumb rap
Man I done been there and done that
Let's move on
Damn I used to love this rap shit
When it was on some gold rope
Kangol hat shit
Now e'ry rapper on some bust-that-gat shit
Cut-that-crack shit, fuck that whack shit
Public Enemy was on some power to black shit
Rap cats need to get back on that shit
(real tough)
They need to try switching they flows
Cause all of our women
Ain't bitches and hoes
And e'ry rapper out got a brick on the stove
And his wrists all froze
And he whippin the Rolls
To hear that, I can listen to Hov'
You bullshit and then you gettin exposed
(y'knahmtalkinbout)
Yo what happened to the game?
All these niggas rapping the
Same and that's lame
Cats hustling, busting they gat
But Kurtis Blow wasn't talkin
'bout hustlin crack
Now e'rybody on the grind (uh huh)
But Run-DMC never killed nobody
In their rhyme (nah nah)
They wasn't on that beef shit (uh uh)
And Melle Mel was the first one
To talk that street shit
But e'ry since NWA came out
Cats turned gangster and took that same route
To hear that I could listen to 'Pac
You bullshitting and I'm wishin it'd stop
I don't even listen to rap now
It make my head hurt when
I listen to cats now
They sound like they all rhymin in one booth
So take the industry and put
'em all in one group
Since they on the same page (yeah)
We should be able to boo them
Dudes offa the same stage (boo)
F'real, I still love this rap shit
Even though the A runnin with that snap shit
Even though the Bay running with that hyphy
When I get on the mic
Niggas still won't like me
The headcrack, you can listen to me
You bullshittin, you ain't sicker than me
Uh huh
Onnnnnnnnnnnnn let's move oh-onnnn
Let's move onnnnn
Let's move ohhhhhhhhh-onnnnnnnnn aww yeah
We gotta move onnnnnnnnnnnn