Lecrae, Termanology, Statik Selektah, Posdnuos - Game Break lyrics

If the game shakes me or breaks me
I hope that it makes me a better man
Take a better stance

Look this song's dedicated to all the kind
Of Gs that seem miseducated
A young Malcolm Red got up
Out of his prison bed
Said "I'ma leave a mark on
This world when I'm dead" x marks the spot
A lot of clowns get shot
But they living for nothing when
He died for a lot
From the blocks to the prison
Many have risen and lead
But I can't get a job cause
They be testing my peace
Man, I keep it trill I got
Sick of calling in sick
Waiting for an A&R to come and
Find me in the sticks
Ain't had the money for school
So I applied for scholarships
From black and Indian roots
It's amazing what you get
Was I wonderfully crafted to
Piss and pay taxes
Made a reflective master and lay on
The mad tricks, get up, get out
Get something man, cultivate a creation
Don't blame it on your lack of education
Go to church, go to school, Walk the earth
Watch the news type a person that hates what
He learns called a fool
Type a person that don't want
To work called skinny
Type of person that learns and
Applies I call winning
You were wired to be hungry for
More than what you currently are
But you spoiled your appetite
On these mediocre bars
Mediocre stars is all they shooting for
It's a wonder why we rarely get far

She got Bette Davis eyes
Phyllis Diller grill
The game that she's name is
Such a killer ville! Killed to be killed
You might end up in a dirt
With no guarantee to end up on a shirt
Made to work hard up until the coffin
So when you're hard at work
You don't get to see death's cousin often
But why rest? When the rest of
The world is like yo
Grown man, you need to drop up some pearls!
Them legends from the ground up
Pulled me through school
Had me run up on stage and
Look 'em dead in they eyes
Known to do the same
School the newest to the games
So when they run up on stage they
Look 'em dead in they eye
Phone and I'm known as a vet
We don't take kindly to some old
School title around the neck
Challenge the game herself to
A game of wealth
She laughed and gave me money
But I kept my fame on stealth
Quiet money still money and we talk tall
She got her face dolled up
White nose all on froze lines
The snow crawled up in the calm
They claim they dope, stay shot up in the arm
The B manilow be the handle though
They say that we made it
But the low part check it your dated
But if the game shakes me or breaks me
A better man
I will become 'til the day I will be done

Uh, it's too much ice
Grilling with eyes closed
It's too much ice work and fly clothes
We gotta get our priorities in order
Before we go and order
Another pair of Jordans
Is our daughter fine? Is she
Taken care of this time?
Or this another D minus we
Get for always lyin'?
Can you go and put it behind us?
So what you trying to find?
I ain't trying to say I'm perfect
But I sure am trying
One thing about me, feel the music in my soul
Could have changed up
Could have went the wrong road
Seen the door opened
Could have seen the door closed
Could have seen the cup empty
But I've seen the cup full
Now that the tank full, man
Where you wanna go?
I ain't gotta sell records for
My heart to go, go
Learn that while you're young
Save a lot of heart break
Drop jewels on your son
Listen to what mom say
Son, first was the apostle
Second was the prophet
Third was the teacher, now they all watch him
Try to be peaceful
Man I'm just trying to live
Cause Lord knows I had problems
At my momma crib
Life had me stuck, oh, making dollars there
But the dollars I was chasing
They was counterfeit
So bogus, living your life hopeless
Up against the ropes just
Trying to stay focused
While I'm on this Earth
I'mma try to progress
I know a lot of men that's rich
But they know less but since I guaged being
Rich with health, God, fam
My friends and my fans
I'mma die a rich man!