The Game
Common (Ft. DJ Premier) Lyrics
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Gotta be in it to win it
I never come lame type killing in the game
I get busy
It's only right that I address this
Gotta be in it to win it
I never come lame type killing in the game
Hot music
Raised by game
Where niggas ain't fazed by fame
Come to the crib, get banged, they take your chain
Stay in your lane
Brokeback ain't the way of the game
My brainstorm is like I stay in the ring
My favorite was Kane, now I'm dope with weight in the game
You was hot but can't stay in the flame
Ghetto pain and windows crack
The fist is like a symbol for black
Can tell the real by how the real interact
In the middle of wack my soul stick to a track
Kickback records get kicked to the back
I want big cribs and my man Ronnie to get his
Child in a good school and know what her gift is
It's global warming, the world is shifting
Watching Sweet Sixteen, Bitchin-ass rich kids
You don't know it like you gotta go the distance
Whether yoga or doja, we all get lifted in the Game
It's only right that I address this
Gotta be in it to win it
I never come lame type killing in the game
I get busy
It's only right that I address this
Gotta be in it to win it
I never come lame type killing in the game
Hot music
I never kissed that ass of the masses
I'm the black molasses
Thick and I lasted
Pass these rat bastards
They try to box me in like Cassius Clay
Hey I'm like Muhammad when he fasted
Opposing the fascist
Make cuts and got gashes, scratches over third eyelashes
Punchlines are like jab pits to rappers
Whose careers now ashes
It's too many slashes in their name
Came in the game, these gun-clappers
From weak lines to clothing lines to an actress
I seen them dashing smash hits
I yell run nigga run
While I cook up classics
The weak hearted, become Babylon puppets
Making it hard for real hustlers
Touch the sky now and then, with a lady friend
Give thanks to the most that's how the day begins in the game.
It's only right that I address this
Gotta be in it to win it
I never come lame type killing in the game
I get busy
It's only right that I address this
Gotta be in it to win it
I never come lame type killing in the game
Hot music
I just wanna be like Akeelah, an achiever
From the streets of the Chi where some get high for leisure
Selling weed out of cleaners
From rocks to barber shops and beamers
Chicks with blond weaves and strong legs like Serena
The demeanor of the Ghetto, to never stay settled
Aldermen and corrupt men play Pharaoh
Good bring business to the hood like heralds
Five year olds walking by themselves in the street
The young die of cancer
I stop eating meat
Greet the gods on 87th street like peace
Even though it's war to G, got em facing the east
The game ain't tasting as sweet
Cats flow is still, and his compliance with beats
My radio station is deep, so F em
Progression, counting paper and blessings in the game
It's only right that I address this
Gotta be in it to win it
I never come lame type killing in the game
I get busy
It's only right that I address this
Gotta be in it to win it
I never come lame type killing in the game
Hot music
In "The Game", Common along with DJ Premier address the challenges and hardships faced in the music industry. The lyrics highlight their pride in never compromising their integrity, their determination to succeed and make meaningful music, while also emphasizing the struggles present in ghetto neighborhoods. The first verse of "The Game" stresses the importance of having a winning mentality and never settling for mediocrity. Common also emphasizes that one must stay true to their values to succeed in the industry. Raised by the streets, he acknowledges the harsh reality of the game, having to protect oneself at all times.
The second verse amplifies Common's message of integrity and endurance, offering blunt criticisms of some other rappers’ lack of lyrical depth and tendency to sell-out. Common asserts that the industry often boxes people into a certain image or sound, but he soldiers on as an individual, unapologetic and committed to excellence. Common does not shy away from the harshness of reality, highlighting the systemic issues in ghetto life and the political corruption present in Chicago. Nonetheless, he talks about hope and staying positive amidst the struggles, counting his blessings and triumphing in his own unique style.
Line by Line Meaning
It's only right that I address this
I need to speak on something important
Gotta be in it to win it
You have to participate fully to succeed
I never come lame type killing in the game
I always bring my best and excel in my field
I get busy
I work hard and produce great results
Raised by game
I grew up in a community familiar with street life
Where niggas ain't fazed by fame
My community values toughness and doesn't care about celebrity status
Come to the crib, get banged, they take your chain
People in my area will rob and harm you for material possessions
Stay in your lane
Focus on your own goals and don't get caught up in negativity
Brokeback ain't the way of the game
Being weak or vulnerable will not lead to success
My brainstorm is like I stay in the ring
My creative process is intense and focused, like a fighter in a ring
My favorite was Kane, now I'm dope with weight in the game
I used to admire another artist, but now I am confident in my own abilities
You was hot but can't stay in the flame
Other artists may have had success, but they couldn't sustain it
Ghetto pain and windows crack
Living in poverty is a struggle that can be heard through broken windows
The fist is like a symbol for black
'Black power' is represented by a raised fist
Can tell the real by how the real interact
You can recognize genuine people by how they treat others
In the middle of wack my soul stick to a track
Despite superficial trends, I stay true to my artistic vision
Kickback records get kicked to the back
Record labels that aren't serious about artists get ignored
I want big cribs and my man Ronnie to get his
I have aspirations for material success, but also want to help my friends
Child in a good school and know what her gift is
I want the youth in my community to receive education and support to discover their talents
It's global warming, the world is shifting
There are major changes happening in the world, including climate change
Watching Sweet Sixteen, Bitchin-ass rich kids
I see how materialism is celebrated on TV, particularly among wealthy teenagers
You don't know it like you gotta go the distance
You can't fully understand something until you experience it yourself
Whether yoga or doja, we all get lifted in the Game
People find different ways to feel uplifted, even in difficult circumstances like poverty
I never kissed that ass of the masses
I don't pander to mainstream or popular tastes
I'm the black molasses
I am thick, rich, and sweet like molasses
Thick and I lasted
I am resilient and have stood the test of time
Pass these rat bastards
I surpass and ignore those who are dishonest or deceitful
They try to box me in like Cassius Clay
People try to limit and stereotype me like they did with Muhammad Ali
Hey I'm like Muhammad when he fasted
I am a disciplined and dedicated artist, like how Muhammad Ali was during Ramadan
Opposing the fascist
I am against oppressive ideologies and systems
Make cuts and got gashes, scratches over third eyelashes
My journey has been painful and left many scars, even affecting me psychologically
Punchlines are like jab pits to rappers
My lyrics hit hard like a series of punches in a boxing match
Whose careers now ashes
Other rappers' careers have failed and burned out
It's too many slashes in their name
Other artists have too many aliases and identities
From weak lines to clothing lines to an actress
Some rappers transition to fashion or acting careers due to lack of success
I seen them dashing smash hits
I've seen other artists succeed, but don't want to emulate their style
I yell run nigga run
I warn others to escape negative situations and pursue their dreams
While I cook up classics
I focus on creating timeless music
The weak hearted, become Babylon puppets
Those who lack strength or integrity become pawns of oppressive systems
Making it hard for real hustlers
Strong, hardworking people get obscured or mistreated by unfair systems
Touch the sky now and then, with a lady friend
I experience brief periods of success, but still prioritize meaningful relationships in my life
Give thanks to the most that's how the day begins in the game
I am grateful for my blessings and start each day with appreciation
I just wanna be like Akeelah, an achiever
I want to be like Akeelah from the movie 'Akeelah and the Bee', who worked hard to win a spelling bee
From the streets of the Chi where some get high for leisure
I come from Chicago where some people use drugs for fun
Selling weed out of cleaners
People in my community sell marijuana, even from laundromats or other unusual places
From rocks to barber shops and beamers
Some people in my community go from selling drugs to owning businesses and luxury cars
Chicks with blond weaves and strong legs like Serena
Some women in my community have successful careers and striking physical appearances, like Serena Williams
The demeanor of the Ghetto, to never stay settled
People in my community are restless and strive for better circumstances
Aldermen and corrupt men play Pharaoh
People in power in Chicago exploit their authority like Pharaohs of ancient Egypt
Good bring business to the hood like heralds
Positive developments in the community, like new businesses, bring hope and progress
Five year olds walking by themselves in the street
Children in my community may not have proper supervision or safety measures
The young die of cancer
Young people in my community face health disparities and disease
I stop eating meat
I choose to adopt a vegetarian or vegan lifestyle, possibly for health or ethical reasons
Greet the gods on 87th street like peace
I show respect for a strong community presence on a specific street in Chicago
Even though it's war to G, got em facing the east
Though life in Chicago can be difficult and violent, I remain resilient
The game ain't tasting as sweet
The music industry has become more difficult and competitive
Cats flow is still, and his compliance with beats
Other rappers' music sounds unoriginal and unexciting
My radio station is deep, so F em
My music is meaningful and authentic, and I don't care if others don't like it
Progression, counting paper and blessings in the game
I focus on moving forward and appreciating my successes in the music industry
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: SOUL EKOS, LONNIE RASHID LYNN, KANYE WEST
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@amanialex8235
That second verse 2:04 has to go down as one of the dopest set of words stringed together to constitute a poetic verse. Period!!!
I never kissed that ass of the masses
I'm the black molasses
Thick and I lasted
Pass these rat bastards
They try to box me in like Cassius Clay
Hey I'm like Muhammad when he fasted
Opposing the fascist
Make cuts and got gashes, scratches over third eyelashes
Punchlines are like jab pits to rappers
Whose careers now ashes
It's too many slashes in their name
Came in the game, these gun-clappers
From weak lines to clothing lines to an actress
I seen them dashing smash hits
I yell run nigga run
While I cook up classics
The weak hearted, become Babylon puppets
Making it hard for real hustlers
Touch the sky now and then, with a lady friend
Give thanks to the most that's how the day begins in the game.
@krimzee
"raised by game, where brothers aint phased by fame" <--definition of what a true hip hop artist is: keeping it real...
@mistajones7814
Speak!!! This is Greatness!!👑👑👑👑👑
@georgewalker9371
aaaaaaaaaaaaaAAa3e!
@georgewalker9371
0store
@georgewalker9371
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@clayton9136
This deserves all the likes.
I hope you're doing well. 11 years on.
@idubtheejado
Bars. My man Common has consistently stayed nice with the lines. In my book, he remains one of the greatest MCs to have ever rapped, period.
@amanialex8235
That second verse 2:04 has to go down as one of the dopest set of words stringed together to constitute a poetic verse. Period!!!
I never kissed that ass of the masses
I'm the black molasses
Thick and I lasted
Pass these rat bastards
They try to box me in like Cassius Clay
Hey I'm like Muhammad when he fasted
Opposing the fascist
Make cuts and got gashes, scratches over third eyelashes
Punchlines are like jab pits to rappers
Whose careers now ashes
It's too many slashes in their name
Came in the game, these gun-clappers
From weak lines to clothing lines to an actress
I seen them dashing smash hits
I yell run nigga run
While I cook up classics
The weak hearted, become Babylon puppets
Making it hard for real hustlers
Touch the sky now and then, with a lady friend
Give thanks to the most that's how the day begins in the game.
@aquaflow1264
Yea not bad until u compare it to some recent
BLACK THOUGHT
or ILL CONSCIOUS/EMINEM
@DaRealNaga
@Aqua Flow lmao Eminem