Deadly Game
C-Bo Lyrics


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You know I never was no choir boy
Your folk's got a gang of priors
Maybe that's why the one-time's be trifling
Trying to give a young nigga thirty-five to life
When I ain't even done nothin wrong, officer
I have no info to offer you
He asked my name, so I came off the brain
Told him, "I'm John Doe and this is my ho Jane"
He said, "Smart mouth nigga, don't make me do you"
Put my thumbprint in his high-tech computer
My name came back with a warrant, felo-nies
Now they got me downtown, spread my anus
Buttock, I'm like, "What the fuck is it now?"
He said, "You robbed a liquor store, we know where, when and how"
It's foul, they got a nigga tore up from the floor up
My mom in the courtroom looking like she 'bout to throw up
It's a strong armed robbery, strapped in the commission
At my pre-trial conference, D.A. had a proposition
He said if I lose at trial I'd get 38 with the L on top
But take the deal he'd give me five with having most of the charges dropped
Hopped on the deal quicker than Flash, it's sad
I admit that, but two and a half ain't bad I got getback
They sentenced me to five, two I gotta bring
It's only strike one swing, batter-batter, swing

It's 1-8-7 on the D.A
'Cause they ain't trying to give a young motherfucker no leeway
Yes, yes y'all
1-8-7 on a whole courtroom, motherfuck 'em all
You better swing, batter-batter, swing
'Cause once you get your third felony, it's fifty years you got to bring
It's a deadly game of baseball
So when they try to pull you over, shoot him in his face, y'all

Fresh out the pen, unrehabilitated
Doing hella good, and my P.O. hates it
Hates dick, she's a dyke lesbian bitch
Can't wait to violate for me for some petty-ass shit
I got to get a job, so I'm filling out applications
Fighting the temptation, to slang nation
Minimum wage don't get it
Five bucks an hour don't cut it, man, I ain't with it
So fuck it, I went and struck it rich on a dope sack
My homie gave me two, and told me to bring him four back
Now, it's time for me to start having things
I flips me a Coupe and painted it candy apple green
It gleams, clear coat sprayed on thickly
Fools out to get me 'cause my shit is looking sticky
I'm at the club and I can feel them suckers scoping
I'm knowing they plotting on me, but I'm still hoping
That they won't fry me, unless they wanna die
They will be dripping more blood than Mrs. Simpson was
Sho' nuff, ain't no bluff, here them suckers come
Got me reaching up under the panel to handle the forty-four caliber gun, uh!
Spun his ass around with one of the fat Magnum rounds
Got him on the ground making funny sounds, oh!
I got a problem, witnesses ten
Positive identifacation

It's 1-8-7 on the D.A
'Cause they ain't trying to give a young motherfucker no leeway
Yes, yes, y'all
1-8-7 on a whole courtroom, motherfuck 'em all
You better swing, batter-batter, swing
'Cause once you get your third felony, it's fifty years you got to bring
It's a deadly game of baseball
So when they try to pull you over, shoot him in his face, y'all

On swoll' in the pen, cellmates with X-Raided
Now I'm on parole, five years later
The Bo loc is ready to have me a ball
Fuck my P.O., I'm goin AWOL
And you all can suck this dick
I'm sick and tired of going through all this bitch-made shit
I got two strikes right now as we speak, and peep
I'm not 'bout to let you motherfuckers do me
A petty with a prior will buy your fate
With Wilson in the office, you gets no date
So I'm putting all my belongings on Greyhound bus #22
Bound to another state, me and my crew
Unpacked my shit, stacked my grip
California and Pete Wilson can suck my dick!
And if you didn't already know that you couldn't trust his ass
Just look how he did Polly Klass
Used her death and her family's name
So he can yank more votes and political fame
It's a shame that I'm the one they say is a monster
Juvenile delinquent, steppin out of sync with
But fuck that, I ain't going out like a punk
That ain't my style, rip him from his ass crack to his nut sacks
Now, they wanna kill a nigga like me
I blast one, I blast two, that's strike three

It's 1-8-7 on the D.A
'Cause they ain't trying to give a young motherfucker no leeway
Yes, yes y'all
1-8-7 on a whole courtroom, motherfuck 'em all
You better swing, batter-batter, swing
'Cause once you get your third felony, it's fifty years you got to bring




It's a deadly game of baseball
So when they try to pull you over, take them on a chase, y'all

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of C-Bo's song "Deadly Game" describe the harsh reality of life on the streets, where young black men are constantly targeted by law enforcement and the justice system. The artist begins by acknowledging that he has a criminal background and that the police often harass him for no reason. He is arrested and charged with a crime he did not commit and faces a lengthy prison sentence. The district attorney offers him a deal to avoid a long sentence, even though he is innocent, and he takes it.


After he is released from prison, he struggles to find a job that pays enough to support himself and his family. So, he turns to selling drugs, which he believes is the only way for him to make money. Despite his success, he is constantly targeted by rival drug dealers and the police. He is forced to defend himself by killing his attackers, which only leads to more trouble with the law. As a result, he decides to flee to another state where he hopes to start a new life.


Overall, the lyrics of "Deadly Game" are a powerful commentary on the systemic racism and injustice that is prevalent in American society, particularly in the criminal justice system. C-Bo's lyrics depict the harsh realities of life for young black men who are forced to navigate a world that is constantly against them.


Line by Line Meaning

You know I never was no choir boy
I have never been a well-behaved or innocent person


Your folk's got a gang of priors
Your family has a long history of criminal records


Maybe that's why the one-time's be trifling
Perhaps that's why the police are always harassing me


Trying to give a young nigga thirty-five to life
Attempting to sentence a young person like me to a lengthy prison term


When I ain't even done nothin wrong, officer
I haven't committed any crimes, officer


I have no info to offer you
I don't have any information to provide you


He asked my name, so I came off the brain
He asked for my name, so I gave him a response without thinking


Told him, "I'm John Doe and this is my ho Jane"
I told him a fake name and claimed that the person with me is my partner


He said, "Smart mouth nigga, don't make me do you"
He warned me not to talk back or provoke him


Put my thumbprint in his high-tech computer
He took my thumbprint and entered it into a technologically advanced computer system


My name came back with a warrant, felo-nies
My name was matched with an arrest warrant for felony crimes


Now they got me downtown, spread my anus
Now I am being subjected to a strip search in a downtown location


Buttock, I'm like, "What the fuck is it now?"
I'm surprised and frustrated, wondering what the issue is now


He said, "You robbed a liquor store, we know where, when and how"
He accused me of robbing a liquor store and claimed to have detailed knowledge of the incident


It's foul, they got a nigga tore up from the floor up
It's unfair, they have completely ruined my life


My mom in the courtroom looking like she 'bout to throw up
My mom is in the courtroom, visibly upset and on the verge of vomiting


It's a strong armed robbery, strapped in the commission
It was a robbery where force was used, and I was armed during the act


At my pre-trial conference, D.A. had a proposition
During my pre-trial conference, the District Attorney presented a proposal


He said if I lose at trial I'd get 38 with the L on top
He offered me a deal where if I lose at trial, I would receive a 38-year sentence with a life term added


But take the deal he'd give me five with having most of the charges dropped
But if I accept the deal, he would give me a five-year sentence with most of the charges being dismissed


Hopped on the deal quicker than Flash, it's sad
I agreed to the deal immediately, like The Flash, which is unfortunate


I admit that, but two and a half ain't bad I got getback
I acknowledge my decision, but getting a two and a half-year sentence is not so bad, and I seek revenge


They sentenced me to five, two I gotta bring
They gave me a five-year sentence, but I only have to serve two years


It's only strike one swing, batter-batter, swing
This is just my first strike, like in baseball, so I still have a chance to avoid a severe punishment


It's 1-8-7 on the D.A
The D.A (District Attorney) is being targeted for harm


'Cause they ain't trying to give a young motherfucker no leeway
Because they refuse to show any leniency or flexibility to a young person like me


Yes, yes y'all
Indeed, indeed everyone


1-8-7 on a whole courtroom, motherfuck 'em all
Targeting everyone in the courtroom for violence and expressing strong contempt for them


You better swing, batter-batter, swing
You should take action and fight back


'Cause once you get your third felony, it's fifty years you got to bring
If you accumulate three serious crimes, you will face a mandatory fifty-year sentence


It's a deadly game of baseball
The criminal justice system is a dangerous and life-altering game


So when they try to pull you over, shoot him in his face, y'all
So when the police try to stop you, respond with violence and shoot them in the face


Fresh out the pen, unrehabilitated
Just released from prison, without undergoing any effective rehabilitation


Doing hella good, and my P.O. hates it
I'm doing extremely well, which annoys and angers my parole officer


Hates dick, she's a dyke lesbian bitch
She despises men, as she is a lesbian


Can't wait to violate for me for some petty-ass shit
She eagerly looks forward to finding a reason to punish me for minor offenses


I got to get a job, so I'm filling out applications
I need to find employment, so I'm completing job applications


Fighting the temptation, to slang nation
I'm resisting the temptation to engage in drug dealing


Minimum wage don't get it
Earning the minimum wage isn't sufficient


Five bucks an hour don't cut it, man, I ain't with it
Working for five dollars an hour is not acceptable to me, I'm not interested


So fuck it, I went and struck it rich on a dope sack
So I decided to make money quickly by selling drugs


My homie gave me two, and told me to bring him four back
My friend gave me two drugs, instructing me to sell them and bring back twice as many


Now, it's time for me to start having things
Now, I can begin acquiring material possessions and enjoying a better lifestyle


I flips me a Coupe and painted it candy apple green
I purchased a coupe car and had it painted in an attractive candy apple green color


It gleams, clear coat sprayed on thickly
The car shines brightly due to the application of a thick layer of clear coat


Fools out to get me 'cause my shit is looking sticky
Enemies are trying to harm me because they see that I possess valuable assets


I'm at the club and I can feel them suckers scoping
I'm at the club and I can sense that my enemies are watching me closely


I'm knowing they plotting on me, but I'm still hoping
I'm aware that they are planning something against me, but I still have optimism


That they won't fry me, unless they wanna die
I hope that they won't try to harm me unless they want to face deadly consequences


They will be dripping more blood than Mrs. Simpson was
They will have a significant amount of bloodshed, even surpassing that of Mrs. Simpson's case


Sho' nuff, ain't no bluff, here them suckers come
Indeed, without question, here come those enemies


Got me reaching up under the panel to handle the forty-four caliber gun, uh!
I have to reach under the car dashboard to grab and handle a .44 caliber handgun


Spun his ass around with one of the fat Magnum rounds
I quickly turned him around by shooting him with a powerful Magnum bullet


Got him on the ground making funny sounds, oh!
I made him fall to the ground, where he is now groaning in pain


I got a problem, witnesses ten
I have a problem because there are ten witnesses to this crime


Positive identifacation
They can positively identify me as the perpetrator


On swoll' in the pen, cellmates with X-Raided
I became muscular while in prison, and I shared a cell with the rapper X-Raided


Now I'm on parole, five years later
Now, I am on parole after five years


The Bo loc is ready to have me a ball
I, C-Bo, am prepared to have a great time and enjoy myself


Fuck my P.O., I'm goin AWOL
I don't care about my parole officer, I'm going Absent Without Leave


And you all can suck this dick
All of you can perform a sexual act on me


I'm sick and tired of going through all this bitch-made shit
I am exhausted and fed up with dealing with all these weak and annoying situations


I got two strikes right now as we speak, and peep
I currently have two major offenses on my record, and take notice


I'm not 'bout to let you motherfuckers do me
I am not going to allow you individuals to control or manipulate me


A petty with a prior will buy your fate
Having a minor offense in the past will determine and seal your destiny


With Wilson in the office, you gets no date
With Wilson as the authority figure, you will not receive any lenient treatment or favorable decisions


So I'm putting all my belongings on Greyhound bus #22
Therefore, I am packing up all my possessions and boarding Greyhound bus number 22


Bound to another state, me and my crew
Heading towards a different state along with my group of friends


Unpacked my shit, stacked my grip
I unpacked my belongings and organized my money


California and Pete Wilson can suck my dick!
I have strong disdain for California and its governor, Pete Wilson


And if you didn't already know that you couldn't trust his ass
And if you weren't already aware that you shouldn't trust him


Just look how he did Polly Klass
Just observe how he exploited the tragic death of Polly Klass


Used her death and her family's name
He took advantage of her death and the reputation of her family


So he can yank more votes and political fame
In order to gain more votes and enhance his political reputation


It's a shame that I'm the one they say is a monster
It's unfortunate that I am the one labeled as a monster


Juvenile delinquent, steppin out of sync with
I am seen as a juvenile delinquent, someone who deviates from the norm


But fuck that, I ain't going out like a punk
But I refuse to be defeated or humiliated easily


That ain't my style, rip him from his ass crack to his nut sacks
That's not how I operate, I will physically harm him severely


Now, they wanna kill a nigga like me
Now, they want to murder an individual like me


I blast one, I blast two, that's strike three
I fire my weapon twice at them, symbolizing that it's their third and final strike


So when they try to pull you over, take them on a chase, y'all
Therefore, when the police attempt to stop you, engage in a pursuit and try to escape




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Shawn Thomas

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@johannaottervanger9576

I still remember buying this CD for my son and at 70 I still sing this 😂

@AlbertoGonzalez..

😂 gang gang 💯

@henrytamale381

C-bo gotta be pushing 50s cause i listening to this shit when i was 15 and now 41 and i know he got me by 10 years, this still bangin tho, fuck this new generation hip hop i still listen to old school nwa, ice cube, E-40 the whole old school West Coast rap

@mizzo_beeto

Henry Tamale he 45

@theitalian556

Lynch!

@baltimorez-wad7281

Been rocking Bo since I first heard of him in middle school in the mid 90s & still will say this one of his hardest songs. Still much love for C-Bo, Sac-Town's finest, coming from the east Coast over here in Baltimore, MD

@cassiusstroman2600

i feel yo dog this that one rite hear.....been knockin dis shit fo years......ONE COLD ALBUM.

@NoCommie

FYI X-raided wrote this song.

@cassiusstroman2600

+Forty Millimeter it was wrote based on x-raided murder an life conviction.. told an spit by the one an only BO LOC himself...shot out to the folkz X-raided

@NoCommie

Cassius Stroman my bad thought Xraided had made his version of this song first.

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