Game Time
Lupe Fiasco Lyrics

As I gently push upon the scene, I feel like ammunition from a sling shot
I enter the scene confidently and with great force, like a projectile from a slingshot.

Im trying to get triple sevens on my slot machine, and knuckle up with time like a ring watch
I aim for a big win at the slot machine and work hard like the hands of a watch to achieve it.

With no wings, hustle man, sittin in the rubberband of Dennis the Menace's weapon of choice
I have no means of flying, but I work hard and sit tight like the rubber band on Dennis the Menace's slingshot.

With the windows of his soul dead intended on the tinted windows of a Rolls
He is completely focused on the tinted windows of a Rolls Royce with his dead eyes.

Broken glass on the driver's seat of a Royce
There is shattered glass on the driver's seat of a Rolls Royce.

Now how im 'posed to sit, from Mr. Wilson droppin dime, before another penny's spent on this game
I cannot sit calmly, as Mr. Wilson is spending all his money on this game, without any regard for his finances.

Before i cough up a cost and invest another thought i'll walk without my bucket of change
Before I spend any more money, I'll walk away from this game without any change left in my pocket.

But im poor- materially speaking so
In terms of material wealth, I am poor.

I cant be leavin this casino, with less than a c-note
I cannot leave this casino with less than a hundred-dollar bill.

Even if it takes a grand to get it i'll ride
I am willing to spend a thousand dollars if I have to, just to leave with a hundred-dollar bill.

Just to see that my sedan has just been vandalized
I am willing to take the risk of leaving my car behind, only to discover that it has been vandalized.

Game Time
It's time to play the game.

Dont get caught up in the magic, keep your brain right
Don't get carried away with the excitement of the game, stay focused.

Cuz things aint what they same like
Because things are not always what they appear to be.

It dont matter what they say just get the name right
It's not important what others say, just make sure you get the name right.

Thats L as in Little, U as opposite of me and, P as in Pistol, and E as in E
The correct spelling of my name is LUPE.

Now playas say that boy walka like a man, Treat ya like ya fam and talka like a G
People say that I walk with confidence, treat others like family, and talk like a gangsta.

Now this is art, tailor made, Sharp, wrists'll kill razor blades
My rap is a work of art, custom made, and sharp enough to cut through razor blades.

I do my part, i chill like the barber of seville, homie...its like im paid to fade
I play my part in the game, relax like the Barber of Seville, it seems like I'm being paid to fade.

Turn around and pay my dues with the wages made, And then I tip like what a waitress paid
I pay my dues with the money I earn, and then I tip like a generous customer at a restaurant.

I'm a ghetto superstar, handprints chillin and my name written where the pavement lays
I am a superstar loved by the ghetto community, with my handprints in cement and my name written on the pavement for all to see.

Turn around and place my shoes where the names engraved, Then a, game is played til im rain delayed
I place my shoes where my name is engraved, and then I play the game until it is put on hold.

Now thats my zone, but im far from an actor, homes, Like a star map...
This is my comfort zone, but I am not acting, like a map of the stars in Hollywood.

this a G talking like Sesame Street, Referee the beats that im rappin on- They trying to derail my train of thought
I'm a gangsta talking like a Sesame Street character, managing the beats I'm rapping on, while they attempt to distract me from my focus.

But i'm Bruce Willis, i dont feel it, while u break yourself like a car jack, This is hard black like where my palms at
I am like Bruce Willis, I do not feel their attempts to break me, while they break themselves like a car jack. This is hard and tough like where my palms are rough.

Now back to my scrap with time, my tap with the tickin, I make my fist, wrap my wrist
Back to my struggle with time, I listen to the ticking, make a fist, and wrap my wrist.

Leave my ring on, i can never get enough, punch my clock, clock my grip
I never take my ring off, I can never get enough. I punch the clock and tighten my grip.

Niggas try to pull my card, stop my shift, Shift me to that graveyard and knock my hustle
People try to expose me, stop me from working, or even kill me to end my hustle.

They hope i domino and free up my delivery and at the same time mark my magnificence
People hope to make me fall and mess up my delivery, but at the same time get a taste of my greatness.

im just trying to do the opposite of left, as long as theres the opposite of death
I am simply trying to move away from negativity, as long as I'm not facing death.

Yes, you test and i just might bring the opposite of life, til theres no one the opposite of right
If you test me, I will bring destruction and chaos, until there's not a single person in a peaceful state.

Check as u bop down writers block and cant find it, I ADDRESS
If you have writer's block and can't think clearly, I can address the issue.

I correct, you a dress, I a pair of pants, I am Motorola you are just a pair of cans
I correct your mistakes, you're like a fancy dress, while I am practical like a pair of pants. I am advanced like Motorola, while you are like a plain pair of headphones.

Couple coca-colas and a string, Playa, im bout my green like martian's skin
Just a few drinks and a Guitar, l'm all about making money, like the green of Martians' skin.

A sinner on the sidewalk they waving to from the floats in a parade Saints go marchin in
I'm the sinner that people wave to from the parade floats, while the Saints go marching in.

Chorus
It's time to play the game.