The Game - Born 2 Rap lyrics

[The Game - Born 2 Rap lyrics]

I remember I was rappin' for a year and half
Couple tears in a glass
Some gunshots then I appeared on the map
Bust it
In the studio way in the back with Busta
Next mornin' back to weighin' the crack
Fuck it
What if Dre don't make an album out my demo?
At least me, Snoop
And Nate Dogg smoked some Endo
Mailman told me
"Be patient" thanks for the info
Next thing I know
I'm in Hit's Factory with Timbo
Came back and threw the Range on Lorenzos
I'm reminiscin'
Lookin' out this Lamborghini window
My Granny told me I'd
Be bigger than Nintendo
Game
Let the top down so she
Could scream her grandson name
We on our way back to
The nursin' home listenin'
To Just Blaze beats to put these verses on
My life almost got cut short
On the 'Math 'til Jigga
Told Dre Hate it or Love it was a smash

I sit alone in my room
In the zone writin' classics
Who rap better than me?
I sit alone in my room
In the zone writin' classics
Who rap better than me?
I sit alone in my room
In the zone writin' classics
Who do it better than me?
Who rap better than me?
Who rap better than me?

Should sound like I found
The Fountain of Youth
It's like the bald-head Game steppin'
Back in the booth
True
I'm the only nigga rap like I do, proof
Who survived after 300 Bars, who?
Nobody, I'm still countin' these bodies
Still countin' these millions
Still make everybody quiet when I walk in
The lobby of that Interscope buildin'
I still drop one line and have
'em all in they feelings
I know you miss me but
I just been in Calabasas
Bought the crib far just to
Stop from whooppin' nigga's asses
I'm the definition of classic
I'm the feelin' fans used to get when they
Rip the shit up out the plastic
How many legendary studios got
My plaques in it?
New Lambo truck
Let's see if I can start from scratch in it
And I started from the bottom of the block
Hate it or live it the underdog still on top
Nigga

I sit alone in my room
In the zone writin' classics
Who rap better than me?
I sit alone in my room
In the zone writin' classics
Who rap better than me?
I sit alone in my room
In the zone writin' classics
Who do it better than me?
Who rap better than me?
Who rap better than me?

Game was always open arms
You know what I mean?
And, you know
He was the only one for a while
Yeah
From the-from the generation after
The Snoop, Dre
Pac
So Game was-he held the position
Of-everybody looked to Game
For-for, you know, "Hey
Listen to my Tape woo"
I actually met Game in my
Hood on Crenshaw and Slauson
And I was outside on the block
With like twenty of my homies
And, um, I see the Range Rover, I'm like
"That's Game right there"
And we all walked up to his
Car and I handed my CD
You know?
And on my daughter
He had a Glock on his-on his hip
I mean on his lap
And that's what made me
Like-I ain't gon' say
"Made me respect Game"
I respect Game off all the things he done
But when we met, you know what I'm sayin'?
It was um, I was in the
Middle of my hood, you know
With all my homies before rap
And Game was drivin'
Through solo with a-with a Glock in his lap
You know so
No security, just solo?
Nah, nah, only solo (Only solo)

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