Pete Rock, C.L. Smooth - It's Not a Game lyrics

It's not a game, it's not a game
It's not a game, it's not a game
It's not a game, it's not a game
It's not a game, it's not a game oW
Here we go check it out, one two
It's not a game, y'all so check it out

Carmel cruising brother
Your latest lover smothered for deeper cover
Ass blown to breaks, individualized the fakes
(Uh, huh)
Just because you're pouring syrup on
This don't make it pancakes (Woo)
My vocal assaults kept bouncing many
Amounts that count slackness (Uh)
Pete Rock's sounds of blackness (yeah)
The dark gauges the flavor I supply
Now it's do or die
(Woo) , others are rolling the chocolate thai
I rip holes in souls
Then move flocks of foes in straight


The Devil will find a way to infiltrate
(Say what?) , never pray (Uh)
I hear the scandal that be
Cooped up in my town
So now we "gotta Get Away" like Bobby Brown
(Damn) the women will call it two
Letters that are instrumental
I focus my eyesight and run
It down your genitals
Another dame when I tear it out the frame
Then Armageddon came, it's not a game
It's on

It's not a game, no, with the Pete Rock funk
When the kids up in the Vernon got the flavor
It's not a game, no, with the Mecca Don flow
When the kids up in the Vernon got the flavor
It's not a game, no, with the Pete Rock funk
When the kids up in the Vernon got the flavor
It's not a game, no, with the Mecca Don flow
When the kids up in the Vernon got the flavor

It's not a game when the Mecca
Kane lucifer knows your name
Now I think I'm on the brink
Of Black male growing extinct (Uh, huh)
Now my survival they label
The label homicidal (yeah)
My spirit's aren't idle
Now you put your hands on the Bible (Ah)
Now the opposite of my God is Nimrod
Taught by Master Fard, hard
Now I'm pulling your card (Ah yeah)
We travel, unravel, dabble in the dopeness
A jam that make you want
To know who wrote this
A scripture from an odyssey
Brothers in high velocity
And just like BDP, you know "My Philosophy"
(Ah) yeah here to outlast it
To never see the casket (Woo-wee)
My flute can make a snake
Rise up from the basket
So Pete Rock here we go, master the flow
(I don't wanna be the last to know)
With the mellow funk tunes
Arriving whether car, train or plane
The black House of Pain, it's not a game
It's war

It's not a game, no, with the Pete Rock funk
When the kids up in the Vernon got the flavor
It's not a game, no, with the Mecca Don flow
When the kids up in the Vernon got the flavor
It's not a game, no, with the Pete Rock funk
When the kids up in the Vernon got the flavor
It's not a game, no, with the Mecca Don flow
When the kids up in the Vernon got the flavor

The lucci's mine like the summertime
And I'ma set it first
You leaving a hearse when my third
Verse loads up to burst (Ah yeah)
To blast, never to trespass, going to funk
Keeping the crowd touring (Woo)
The lyric is born on any
Stage we're walking on
So non-believer meet the Mecca
Be choppin' 'em like a meat cleaver
The scrambling quarterback
You know my the wide receiver (yeah)
I get past you, and when it becomes a war
(Uh, huh) i go hardcore, matador
Then all the bull is on the floor
I look and find the level of
Crime the time that I decipher
I'm bagging any sniper put a
Ball in Peter's Piper
We made the album of the year
Remember the Source kicks?
We should have been larger
But it's all politics
So (Why you wanna, uh huh, play your games on me?)
'Cause you're corny
In fact, you get your skully cracked
Intruders coming to take mine
You wind up taking way more
Stitches than a Frankenstein
In '93 me and the PR make the dough (Hey)
The honeys are licking all over
My 5 o'clock shadow (Uh, huh)
A menace to society, the pistol packing YG
Mecca's the name, it's not a game
So don't try me

It's not a game, no, with the Pete Rock funk
When the kids up in the Vernon got the flavor
It's not a game, no, with the Mecca Don flow
When the kids up in the Vernon got the flavor
It's not a game, no, with the Pete Rock funk
When the kids up in the Vernon got the flavor
It's not a game, no, with the Mecca Don flow
When the kids up in the Vernon got the flavor

It's not a game, believe it
It's not a game, believe it
It's not a game, believe it
It's not a game, believe it (Right on)
Can't be touched