The Game is the name of more than one artist:
1) rapper
2) British 60… Read Full Bio ↴The Game is the name of more than one artist:
1) rapper
2) British 60s band
3) French new wave band
1. Jayceon Terrell Taylor (born November 29, 1979 in Compton, California, United States), better known by his stage name Game, formerly known as The Game, is an American Grammy Award winning gangsta rapper signed to Aftermath Entertainment through his own label Black Wall Street Records, with which he founded with his half brother Big Fase 100. He rose to fame in 2005 with the success of his debut album, The Documentary, and his two Grammy nominations. Since then he has released several other critically acclaimed albums, 2006's Doctor's Advocate and 2008's LAX. The RED Album was released August 23, 2011. All of his four albums debuted at #1 on the Billboard Top 100, and he is widely considered to be a driving force in bringing back the West Coast hip hop scene and competing with many of his East Coast counterparts.
Studying various influential rap albums, Game developed a strategy to become a rapper himself and with help from Big Fase, they founded The Black Wall Street Records. The label originally featured such artists as Glasses Malone, Vita, and Nu Jerzey Devil, along with Game himself. His stage name was coined by his grandmother. Game first gained prominence when he attended a hip-hop summit hosted by Russell Simmons and Louis Farrakhan, releasing his first mixtape You Know What It Is Vol. 1 in 2002, followed by a record deal with the independent label, Get Low Recordz owned by JT the Bigga Figga. Originally Sean Combs of Bad Boy Records was going to sign him to his label, but Game's mixtape found the attention of famed producer Dr. Dre, who signed him to Aftermath Entertainment in 2003. In October 2004, he released his first album Untold Story through Get Low Recordz, which sold over 82,000 copies within its first three months. The album featured artists like Sean T, Young Noble (of the Outlawz), and JT the Bigga Figga. Game also appeared on various mixtapes hosted by DJ's such as DJ Kayslay, DJ Whoo Kid, and DJ Clue. Game also released a second mixtape You Know What It Is Vol. 2 through his own record label and appeared on the video game NBA Live 2004 on a song produced by Fredwreck called "Can't Stop Me". On January 24th, 2011, he released a mixtape entitled, "Purp & Patron."
2. A British 60s Band formed by Terry Spencer in 1965. Head guitar: Terry Spencer Bass guitar: Allan Janaway Drums: Terry Goodsell Vocals: Tony Bird Their biggest success was their first single PlayGonna Get Me Someone from 1966. They attracted attention in 1967 with their recording of The Addicted Man which was concerned with drug-taking. The single should not be released.
3. A French new wave band from the 80’s coming from the suburbs of Paris. It’s line up was : Marc Dimitri (Vocals), Hervé Lorthioir (guitar), Patrick Larrieu (guitar), Jacques-Laurent Lardaud (bass), Fredéric Rottier (Drums), Dominique Cointre (keyboards), Claire (ch). Musically it sounded similar to bands like the Sisters of Mercy or Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. They released one single “Walk Away” on EMI France (1988) and an album titled "Under The White Bible Law" (1989).
1) rapper
2) British 60… Read Full Bio ↴The Game is the name of more than one artist:
1) rapper
2) British 60s band
3) French new wave band
1. Jayceon Terrell Taylor (born November 29, 1979 in Compton, California, United States), better known by his stage name Game, formerly known as The Game, is an American Grammy Award winning gangsta rapper signed to Aftermath Entertainment through his own label Black Wall Street Records, with which he founded with his half brother Big Fase 100. He rose to fame in 2005 with the success of his debut album, The Documentary, and his two Grammy nominations. Since then he has released several other critically acclaimed albums, 2006's Doctor's Advocate and 2008's LAX. The RED Album was released August 23, 2011. All of his four albums debuted at #1 on the Billboard Top 100, and he is widely considered to be a driving force in bringing back the West Coast hip hop scene and competing with many of his East Coast counterparts.
Studying various influential rap albums, Game developed a strategy to become a rapper himself and with help from Big Fase, they founded The Black Wall Street Records. The label originally featured such artists as Glasses Malone, Vita, and Nu Jerzey Devil, along with Game himself. His stage name was coined by his grandmother. Game first gained prominence when he attended a hip-hop summit hosted by Russell Simmons and Louis Farrakhan, releasing his first mixtape You Know What It Is Vol. 1 in 2002, followed by a record deal with the independent label, Get Low Recordz owned by JT the Bigga Figga. Originally Sean Combs of Bad Boy Records was going to sign him to his label, but Game's mixtape found the attention of famed producer Dr. Dre, who signed him to Aftermath Entertainment in 2003. In October 2004, he released his first album Untold Story through Get Low Recordz, which sold over 82,000 copies within its first three months. The album featured artists like Sean T, Young Noble (of the Outlawz), and JT the Bigga Figga. Game also appeared on various mixtapes hosted by DJ's such as DJ Kayslay, DJ Whoo Kid, and DJ Clue. Game also released a second mixtape You Know What It Is Vol. 2 through his own record label and appeared on the video game NBA Live 2004 on a song produced by Fredwreck called "Can't Stop Me". On January 24th, 2011, he released a mixtape entitled, "Purp & Patron."
2. A British 60s Band formed by Terry Spencer in 1965. Head guitar: Terry Spencer Bass guitar: Allan Janaway Drums: Terry Goodsell Vocals: Tony Bird Their biggest success was their first single PlayGonna Get Me Someone from 1966. They attracted attention in 1967 with their recording of The Addicted Man which was concerned with drug-taking. The single should not be released.
3. A French new wave band from the 80’s coming from the suburbs of Paris. It’s line up was : Marc Dimitri (Vocals), Hervé Lorthioir (guitar), Patrick Larrieu (guitar), Jacques-Laurent Lardaud (bass), Fredéric Rottier (Drums), Dominique Cointre (keyboards), Claire (ch). Musically it sounded similar to bands like the Sisters of Mercy or Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. They released one single “Walk Away” on EMI France (1988) and an album titled "Under The White Bible Law" (1989).
200 Bars
The Game Lyrics
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LIVING ROOM - Spiritualized Bars 1-100 counted aloud) I've been abused, and I've been us…
SCHOKK feat Kozz Porno It's unfortunate that when we feel a storm We can roll…
Schokk feat. K.R.A. Likh dunga gaane itne Khatam honge lafz saare Me sirf karta…
Spiritualized Bars 1-100 counted aloud) I've been abused, and I've been us…
We have lyrics for these tracks by The Game:
100 Shocks said that’s Tony Tony In the kitchen chopping bricks …
100 Bars My nigga game came with a hundred bars fo' y'all Now…
120 Bars Baby this is real shit my record sell slow imma show…
1970 Sumthin' 1970 somethin', 1970 somethin' 1970 somethin', 1970 somethin…
24's 24 7 Plumber come to lay the pipe If she fall…
3 Killas The Game (Chorus) 3 Killas on the rise, Come through scre…
300 Bars & Runnin' [INTRO] My mama took me to Sam Goody's I wanted to buy…
300 Bars and Runnin' (INTRO) My mama took me to Sam Goody's I wanted to buy…
40 Ounce Love This is us Impalas parked next to Bentley trucks 4 Bent supp…
400 bars Heeyo drama We bout to burn the muthafucking streets up wit…
5 ਇਹ ਪੈਸਾ ਸ਼ੋਰਤ ਮੁਹਤਾਜ਼ ਹੁੰਦੀ ਕੁਛ ਵਕ਼ਤਾ ਦੀ ਦਿਲ ਦਾ ਅਮੀਰ…
92 Bars This that sick rap, kick back, come to where I…
A Father’s Prayer This a open letter to my daughter, nigga This is Hov…
Alameda Alameda, Alameda Alameda, Alameda Alameda, Alameda Alameda,…
Ali Bomaye Get my people out them chains nigga I mean handcuffs, time…
All Eyez All eyes on ya Ask you how your week been Workin' always,…
All I Know [Chorus] All I know is this pain in this life And this…
All I Need All I need in this world is my bitch, my…
All I Need ft. W.C [Chorus] All I know is this pain in this life And this…
All My Life And I'm grindin' til I'm attacked They say "You ain't grindi…
All That You know I love you like cooked food, I'm a…
All The Way Gone Just me and you girl Mars Baby you're the one Oh Let it…
Ambitionz Of A Rida My ambitionz of a rida-da-da Put her in a YSL and…
Angel I spent my day so, first I pray yo Then I…
Anybody Killa Intro: (The Game) WESTCOAST So all about survivin, nigga Wes…
Anything You Ask For Huh, niggaz think they got the game sewed, yeah right I'm…
Around The Way (Keyshia Cole) I will always love you I need you to know…
Around the World Oh yeah I know you're sick and tired of waitin' on…
Around the World (feat. Jamie Foxx) [Chorus: Jamie Foxx] I know you're sick and tired of waiting…
Around the World ) Oh yeah I know you're sick and tired of waitin' on…
Ask For It! Aight, come on Soon as Dre say what Dre say, we…
Baby You Baby, you know you got me going crazy You run around…
Back 2 Back Grab your heels Grab your bats Cause tonight We attack Homop…
Bang (You got them funny ass colors on, take it off) If…
Bang (feat. Kurupt & Daz) You got them funny ass colors on Take them off If you…
Bang ) (You got them funny ass colors on, take it off) If…
Bang Along You got them funny ass colors on, take it off If…
Be Eazy My name is G. I. D na that is for Eazy E R. I. P…
Best Head Ever Shorty got the best head ever (got damn, for you,…
Better Days [Chorus] Been holdin' this pain inside for so long Though …
Better On The Other Side The Game ft. Chris Brown, Boyz II Men, P. Diddy,…
Better_Days [Chorus] Been holdin' this pain inside for so long Though …
BIG DREAMS Cool and Dre Back on the motherfuckin' Westside L.A.X niggas…
Big Dreams (Prod. By Cool Cool & Dre Back on the motherfuckin' Westside, L.A.X nigga…
Bigger Than Me These niggas ain't bigger than me These niggas ain't Nas, ai…
Bitch You Ain't Shit I got these freak hoes clappin' their hands, stompin' their…
Black On Black 'Sup, nigga, huh? You know what this shit is? Stay down and…
Black Wall Street I Made You! Yes I Made You! Mr. Potatohead I Made You! I…
Bleek Is ... (The Game talking) The young Roy Jones of this rap shit So…
Bleek is... This nigga Memphis Bleek thought he was gonna run off With…
Block Wars You know what the fuck be pissing me off? The other…
Blood Diamonds Jacob sold me my first couple pieces I was killing niggas…
Blood Of Christ We gonna let this motherfucker breathe for a minute It's sti…
Blood Thicker Than Water Oh, no, no, no Yeah, bloodstains dripping from my eyes Pain …
Bloody Moon Never been so hurt There was no one to care Since my…
Body Bags (Game whispering) Its Murder (The Game talking) Is 07 s…
Bompton Six in the morning, police at my door Woulda seen them…
Born & Raised in Compton Alright Now everybody wanna know the truth about a nigga nam…
Born & Raised in Compton (Raised as a G) [10 second instrumental to open] [The Game] Aight Now every…
Born 2 Rap I remember I was rappin' for a year and half Couple…
Born and Raised in Compton Alright Now everybody wanna know the truth about a nigga nam…
Born in the Slums I was born in the cross hairs without a pot…
Breakin' Rules Now put your hands up Baby I wanna see you move If…
Bullet With Your Name On It I got a bullet with your name on it You 'bout…
Bulletproof Diaries Sit in the chair, yeah, yeah Uh-huh, yeah Sit my alligator…
Bullets I got a bullet with your name on it You 'bout…
Burn Come on baby Come on baby Can you feel the…
Business Never Personal (The Game) Yo, when I'm out in Oakland, catch me in…
But I Do Unless you meet me halfway We'll never be okay 'Cause right …
Caillra For Life Was geht, Baby? IMMER.READY, dis' Marvin Game, 2022 Hamburg,…
Cali Boyz [The Game] Yeh this is killa Cali, live as a motherfucker…
Cali Niggaz The Game Speaking ------ From California Born in Seminole…
Cali Sunshine [Chorus] California sunshine, in the summer time California…
Cali Sunshine (feat. Bilal) (Chorus) California sunshine, in the summer time California …
Cali Sunshine ) [Chorus] California sunshine, in the summer time Californ…
California Alles was ich bin, war es wert Hab' es angenommen und…
California Dream I'm at the house bout to roll this kush up I…
California Vacation Get a blunt, roll the weed, light it up nigga Sippin'…
Camera Phone (feat. Ne-Yo) [Ne-Yo] mmmmmm, ohhohhh, Hey! [Game] Picture me and my gang…
Can A Drummer Get Some Excuse me, Travis Barker, you're on, on, on Crowd been waiti…
Can't Figure It Out Cant Figure It Out - The Game ft. Black Wall…
Can't Get Right I bumped Ether, bumped Takeover Seein' Jay and Nas on stage…
Carmen Electra Ayo, I mob how I mob, yeah, I'm hood with…
Celebration Get high, get high, get high, get high, get high Westside,…
Cellphone I remember days on Crenshaw, take a nigga Beamer Hit the…
Certified Gangsta Yeah, East Side, said we ridin' at East Side Say, please…
Change Your Life Thank Dr. Dre for giving me a chance Thank that big…
Chip Yea! [Chorus] These niggas wanna see me 'cause of the way I…
ChiRaq to LA 187 Know some Hoover niggas that's down to ride For a homic…
Church I'm tryin' to go to church Get some chicken wings, after…
Church For Thugs Yeah, Fort Knocks, Aftermath, Compton to Jersey What y'all f…
Circles I just want you to come home No matter if it's…
City Blues Singing these Manchester City Blues Drown my liver in a pool…
City of Sin Welcome to the city of sin Living in the city of…
Cocaine Oh shit, yeah Say, where you headin' man? You motherfuckers …
Colors 同じ様な日々を繰り返しただ息をして 明日とか今日とかいう感覚はもう薄れてきた あぁ あぁ どれだけ目を瞑れば光は眩し…
Compton (Compton, Compton, Compton) It's the home of America's gangs…
Compton 2 Filimoe [Chorus] Compton to Fillmore here we go again In the bay, ou…
Compton Compton (Compton, Compton, Compton) It's the home of America's gangs…
Compton to Fillmoe [Chorus] Compton to Fillmore here we go again In the bay, ou…
Count on Me Look ma we go together like throwbacks And airforce one's i'…
Crack Music That's that crack music nigga That real black music nigga (l…
Crazy You do believe that I'm human But, trust me I'm not…
Crenshaw/80s and Cocaine Oh shit, yeah Say, where you headin' man? You motherfuckers …
Cross On Jesus Back They put a cross on Jesus' back They made him crawl…
Curtains Ladies and Gentlemen Welcome to tonight's feature show Ther…
Cut Throat [Intro:] [Deep Voice:] Hustlenomics [The Game:] eh joc [Yung…
Da S*** I'm a G, you can't see, me That must be, why…
Da Shit I'm a G, you can't see, me That must be, why…
Da Shit ) I'm a G, you can't see, me That must be, why…
Dead Ayy, ayy I said last time, last time A bitch done slept…
DEAD PEOPLE Graveyards in my pocket. Tombstones in my wallet. If you tal…
Dedicated Can I trust you gonna ride for me like I…
Died Too Soon Compton's in the motherfuckin' house look Now Busta-Bust he…
Do It Big We was fucking all night, she ain't complain one time Know…
Doctor's Advocate [The Game] Hey to Bust I think I got, the answer…
Doctor's Advocate (feat. Busta Rhymes) [The Game] Yo Bus, I think I got.... the answer to…
Doctor's Advocate ) [The Game] Hey to Bust I think I got, the answer…
Doctor's Advocate remix [The Game] Hey to Bust I think I got, the answer…
Doctor’s Advocate [The Game] Hey to Bust I think I got, the answer…
Dollar and a Dream They say it started in the East where the apple…
Don't Cry Blood red summer, neon nights Diamond gypsy in shadow light …
Don't Kill My Vibe (Compton 2013) Bitch don't kill my vibe, nigga don't blow my high Wake…
Don't Need Your Love Yo Havoc, I'm too close to the edge on this…
Don't Need Your Love (feat. Faith Evans) [The Game] Yo Havoc, I'm too close to the edge on…
Don't Need Your Love ) Yo Havoc, I'm too close to the edge on this…
Don't Push Me "Don't Trip" (feat ice Cube, Dr dre & WillIAm) Damn, WillIa…
Don't Say Names And it goes up fo' And it goes up fo' All of…
Don't Shoot Our Lord, grant us good in this world And good in…
Don't Trip Yo Will.i.am, my nigga, it's your boy Dre Yo, I don't…
Don't Worry Can't wait 'til we make real love Because these conjugal vis…
Dont Cry Blood red summer, neon nights Diamond gypsy in shadow light …
Dont Touch Me "Don't Trip" (feat ice Cube, Dr dre & WillIAm) Damn, WillIa…
Dont Worry Can't wait 'til we make real love Because these conjugal vis…
Don`t need you love Yo Havoc, I'm too close to the edge on this…
Dope Boys Yeah, comin' fresh out that Pyrex pot, Black Air Force 2's…
Dos Equis I'm a plastic surgeon, dick shape face I got NASCAR novels,…
Down (The Game) That's Lloyd Bank's momma singin', You betta te…
Dr. Dre Now this nigga been shot but you already know that…
Dr. Dre 1 His parents hustled So he was left alone by himself…
Dr. Dre 2 In Compton, you either a Blood or a Crip Nigga…
Dr. Dre Intro His moms and pops met in Compton Pops was from Nutty…
Dr. Dre Outro Now this nigga been shot but you already know that…
DRAKE with the BRAIDS Yo, what up? Umm Yeah, I just wanted to check back…
Drama Ayo, where the fuck is that blunt at? Where y'all niggas…
Drama Is Real [San Quinn] Drama is real, like not wakin up I'm breakin up…
Dreams (And I brought) (And I brought) (And I brought, dreams) (Dre…
Dreams (Produced By Kanye West ((background music) i brought.. i brought.. i brought.. drea…
Dreams ) I woke up out that coma 2001 'bout the same time…
Drop Ya Thangs (Chorus) Drop ya thangs and just box Nigga just drop ya th…
Drug Test I'm in this mothafucker doing what I wanna Ten bottles, teb…
Duck Down fresh out the drop chuck taylors hit the street cracking the…
Eat Ya Beats Alive (JT) Three wheel motion around the corner on these niggaz m…
Eat Your Beats Alive [JT] Three wheel motion around the corner on these niggaz ma…
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Alvin Merino
No detox, I'm comfortable dog
Like the solo Reeboks right up under me dog
And it feel like I done it before
Sit in the throne pollutin the airwaves like a Hummer exhaust
Don't let Makaveli fool you homie, thugging it costs
Pour out a little liquor for the loved ones that we lost
You ain't gotta wait for the album I don't fuck with The Source
But I turn up my Eazy-E and let it bump in the Porsche
I mean turn up my B.I.G. and let it bump in the Porsche
Tell 'em to roll red carpet when he come in New York
Hip-hop police on me think they runnin New York
Till I lace my Air1 show 'em how to run in New York
They tryin to take me downtown put me under the court
Cause Joe Buddens told 'em I carry a gun in New York
And homey that's strictly fact, he got ripped on wax
So he snitched just to get me back
No matter what you say dog, your shit be whack
You better watch what you say, it might get you clapped
Here's a little advice, homie: switch your raps
Cause that shit on your last album ain't get you plat
What nigga you need a gun? I'll get you that
P-89 nigga let Dre stitch you back
It ain't an industry, niggas I admit to that
But I don't even want your chain, I'll let the Crips do that
12 bars for that bitch, he won't live through that
Even a nigga with a ten year bid knew that
Put a gun in his mouth yeah, yeah do that
He a pussy (sniff, sniff) his own kid knew that
I'm Ready To Die, B.I.G. knew that
He ain't eatin, look at his white tee you could see his ribs through that
You cocksucker, let your ears do that
Or ride later do me ooh wee now back to rap
2 Lincoln Continentals sittin back to back
Leavin' Jersey City naw nigga, Hackensack
Where's that? Somewhere where the crackers at
Real far from where the roaches and rats is at
Come to Compton I'll show you where the racquet's at
Down the street from the Staples Center where they Hack-a-Shaq
Give the advance money back, I ain't have to rap
Break Harry-O out tell him crack is back
That's nine five a bird take half of that
Import it, export it in cracker jacks
When you get to the projects, ask for Black
You know what you started with? Give him half of that
He gon give you 50 G's in a plastic sack
And I'mma give you 3,500 cash for that
Gotta keep your mouth closed or I'mma blast the mac
They won't believe you the whole world know that bastard rap
Once you're out of the throne, you can't have it back
Retirement home and ain't nothing after that
Except you layin' in a casket, black suit on
You can't go to heaven with Timberland boots on
No subliminals, I ain't talkin to you Shawn
I'm talkin to that heartless mouse with no jewels on
Who the fuck put you on
Faggot ass nigga let men toss his salad like croutons
I fuck with Fab, get my DJ Clue on
Sit inside Hot 97 with no tools on
And it don't matter if it's Sway or Kay Slay
Angie Martinez I'll take 'em back to KDAY
They act like they forgot about Dre-day
I don't rap for Free that's why they fired AJ
It's me leaking through your stereo
Envy me as an MC, prepare for your burial
I kill niggas without lettin' the Desert blow
Razor tongue and I'm far from Haitian son
All black like the Range Rover wheels
Niggas whisper around The Game like The Game won't kill
Let me show you the scars, take you back to the car
Rewind time, March 3, 1994
I was only in my teens, deuce-deuce in my Levi's
When Nas hit the scene I was still rockin' knee-highs
Runnin' with my brother Fase, he was 17
Two guns in the upper waist, so we hit the block
Saw niggas from a rival gang bumpin Dre
Ran up on the '64 and that's all she wrote
We runnin through the alley like Bishop chasin' Radames
First murder and I did that without a mask
Fast-forward, see Game gettin out a Jag
Two piece suit on, he still got his rag
Gangbangin' forever, he still got his swag
Let me catch you in Los Angeles without a pass
Everybody in New York know that you a fag
Come out the closet, show the world how to use a pad
Speakin' death on my red bandana
Naw, he couldn't have said that, so I raised my antennas
Look at my Nextel, got a call from Santana
That nigga a pussy, we just saw him in Atlanta
So I hopped on the first thing smokin' to Atlanta
Pulled up at 112 ran up on that black Phantom
Security hopped out, no Joe in here
Just Outkast gettin' ready for a show in here
So I uncocked the .44
Hopped in the cherry low-low
Chrome grill with the G-Unit logo
We watched Hov go, now the world waitin for my solo
I'm the man, Stat Quo know
I ain't gotta explain, even Bo know
Half of these rap niggas is faker than rolls gold
Get hit in the face with the back of the .44
And pissed on tryin to play The Game with a broke nose
My bitch harder than you, yeah Vida loco
I ain't sold one record got rap in a chokehold
I'm Dre certified like the leader of the band
Run up, you sure to die, I'll leave you where you stand
Smurf-ette runnin around New York like he the man
But he peed in his pants when he saw us at Summer Jam
Lucky I wasn't there, I had to bury my man
Or I would've terrorized New York like the Son Of Sam
"What you mean terrorize New York?"
I mean expose these pussy ass niggas like I'm Too Short
Somebody tell Domination I'll leave him in parts
Leg in Jersey, arm in Brooklyn, head buried in Central Park
He can't walk through New York no more like John Stark
Got a call cause I'm a break his ankles like Hot-Sauce
Ask niggas from your hood I'm thorough in 5 boroughs
Sit on any stoop, Pelli Tims in the thermal
Wait till Alpo come home
Like Azie from Harlem, Dre gon' pay me regardless
Cause he know Jay-Z departed
And these other rap labels know don't feed they artists
Talkin blueprint shit you got three garages
Gettin money off Roc like little E and Carter
Showin off your little chain like these is flawless
Send him 50 cent a day I can see he starvin'
I got R&B bitches givin' me ménages
Deep massages, I could hear Eazy talkin
Tellin me to have a seat in Tomica's office
Buy Ruthless and get Lil' E involved in
Promote without that magazine in Boston
Take a couple mil, make Beans a offer
Give him money we don't see that often
But it was all a dream, like I seen Memph Bleek in Marcy
I ain't say you won't see Bleek in Marcy
I said my man told me he don't see Bleek in Marcy
I'm from Compton where niggas used to bleed for Barkley's
Drive lo-lo's and we ain't need keys to start 'em
Just a little information for your summer vacation
Bring your chain cause every nigga in L.A. waitin'
Mad cause Detroit beat the shit out the Lakers
And they'll kill you cause they can't find Gary Payton
Meanwhile the throne vacant and Da Band ain't makin' it
Shyne got a new deal, Def Jam gotta pay us
Playboy Jones got knocked out shortly after they weighed him in
Niggas got beef with G-Unit but ain't sayin' shit
Quiet as a church on Tuesdays
Niggas say they hate my music, but my alert's on they 2-ways
Nigga I'm a hazard like Michael Jackson in khakis
Touch kids but I do that with a semi-automatic
With or without traffic I pull my shit out and blast it
I'm blind to the masses like Stevie Wonder without glasses
I'm a savage spit murder like a .38 Magnum
16 bars'll baggum let the hook toe tag 'em
Murder any MC throw 'em in that white wagon
Let him die and come back look at 'em, he white flaggin'
Spreadin' rumors like, "When I see Game I might jack him"
I'm tellin' the world: he reach for my chain, I might clap him
Cause niggas shot me in 2001
Took one in the heart cause I was too proud to run
The clip was empty when the police found my gun
So I don't bring that gangbangin' shit around my son
Nigga 50 took 9 he know how it feel
And I found out Buck got shot up in Cashville
And Sha Money told me Lloyd Banks got hit
And Yayo just came home (G-G-G-Unit)
Backstage at a D-12 concert
A fan asked me how it feel to be walkin in Snoop's Converse
Niggas show me love when they see me in the streets
But they frown when I don't want to hear none of they beats
Nigga, this shit crazy
Em said some shit when was 16, now they tryin to ruin Slim Shady
I forgive him, I got problems of my own
How you think the streets gon' act now that Suge got home
These niggas is birds, I can see the feathers on 'em
If Doc give me the word, I put this Berretta on 'em
When the beef is on, my piece is on
White sheets is on 'em, Doc breathin on 'em
And I got an extra clip in my Reeboks
Cause I'm in and out my socks every time I see cops
Game got the streets locked
Call 911, get the whole fuckin LAPD shot
Niggas snitchin' to the street cops
Get your nephews and your niece shot
When my heat cocked, then the beat stop
Nigga with a attitude like I heard Dr. Dre doin' "Detox"
Niggas fightin' for the throne that ain't shit
Tryin to measure the fallin' legends but the shoe won't fit
Niggas might think I'm ridin' dick
Cause I'm at the cemetery puttin creases in my G-Unit's
Tryin to talk to Jesus Christ into lettin' me dig 'em up
So they could stand side by side again and live it up
This might be the last time you hear me biggin 'em up
With "Suicidal Thoughts" bangin' me and my bitch in the truck
My conscience tellin' me if I put the clip in the buck
It might be loud enough to wake B.I.G and them up
What if that was P. Diddy sittin' in the truck
And 2Pac was in jail the day he recorded "Hit 'em Up"?
I wouldn't be outside 40/40 bumpin' Jigga What
Wouldn't be signed to Dr. Dre, I wonder is it luck
They got me on MTV with Banks, Fifth, and Buck
I ain't tryin' to be L.A.'s king, he carry a pimp cup
Bohemia Addiction
[Intro]
What the fuck is all this noise?
He from Cali, he can't rap
He ain't better than this nigga
That's my favorite artist
Fuck y'all, hear the breakdown
[Freestyle]
No detox, I'm comfortable dog
Like the solo Reeboks right up under me dog
And it feel like I done it before
Sit in the throne pollutin the airwaves like a Hummer exhaust
Don't let Makaveli fool you homie, thugging it costs
Pour out a little liquor for the loved ones that we lost
You ain't gotta wait for the album I don't fuck with The Source
But I turn up my Eazy-E and let it bump in the Porsche
I mean turn up my B.I.G. and let it bump in the Porsche
Tell 'em to roll red carpet when he come in New York
Hip-hop police on me think they runnin New York
Till I lace my Air1 show 'em how to run in New York
They tryin to take me downtown put me under the court
Cause Joe Buddens told 'em I carry a gun in New York
And homey that's strictly fact, he got ripped on wax
So he snitched just to get me back
No matter what you say dog, your shit be whack
You better watch what you say, it might get you clapped
Here's a little advice, homie: switch your raps
Cause that shit on your last album ain't get you plat
What nigga you need a gun? I'll get you that
P-89 nigga let Dre stitch you back
It ain't an industry, niggas I admit to that
But I don't even want your chain, I'll let the Crips do that
12 bars for that bitch, he won't live through that
Even a nigga with a ten year bid knew that
Put a gun in his mouth yeah, yeah do that
He a pussy (sniff, sniff) his own kid knew that
I'm Ready To Die, B.I.G. knew that
He ain't eatin, look at his white tee you could see his ribs through that
You cocksucker, let your ears do that
Or ride later do me ooh wee now back to rap
2 Lincoln Continentals sittin back to back
Leavin' Jersey City naw nigga, Hackensack
Where's that? Somewhere where the crackers at
Real far from where the roaches and rats is at
Come to Compton I'll show you where the racquet's at
Down the street from the Staples Center where they Hack-a-Shaq
Give the advance money back, I ain't have to rap
Break Harry-O out tell him crack is back
That's nine five a bird take half of that
Import it, export it in cracker jacks
When you get to the projects, ask for Black
You know what you started with? Give him half of that
He gon give you 50 G's in a plastic sack
And I'mma give you 3,500 cash for that
Gotta keep your mouth closed or I'mma blast the mac
They won't believe you the whole world know that bastard rap
Once you're out of the throne, you can't have it back
Retirement home and ain't nothing after that
Except you layin' in a casket, black suit on
You can't go to heaven with Timberland boots on
No subliminals, I ain't talkin to you Shawn
I'm talkin to that heartless mouse with no jewels on
Who the fuck put you on
Faggot ass nigga let men toss his salad like croutons
I fuck with Fab, get my DJ Clue on
Sit inside Hot 97 with no tools on
And it don't matter if it's Sway or Kay Slay
Angie Martinez I'll take 'em back to KDAY
They act like they forgot about Dre-day
I don't rap for Free that's why they fired AJ
It's me leaking through your stereo
Envy me as an MC, prepare for your burial
I kill niggas without lettin' the Desert blow
Razor tongue and I'm far from Haitian son
All black like the Range Rover wheels
Niggas whisper around The Game like The Game won't kill
Let me show you the scars, take you back to the car
Rewind time, March 3, 1994
I was only in my teens, deuce-deuce in my Levi's
When Nas hit the scene I was still rockin' knee-highs
Runnin' with my brother Fase, he was 17
Two guns in the upper waist, so we hit the block
Saw niggas from a rival gang bumpin Dre
Ran up on the '64 and that's all she wrote
We runnin through the alley like Bishop chasin' Radames
First murder and I did that without a mask
Fast-forward, see Game gettin out a Jag
Two piece suit on, he still got his rag
Gangbangin' forever, he still got his swag
Let me catch you in Los Angeles without a pass
Everybody in New York know that you a fag
Come out the closet, show the world how to use a pad
Speakin' death on my red bandana
Naw, he couldn't have said that, so I raised my antennas
Look at my Nextel, got a call from Santana
That nigga a pussy, we just saw him in Atlanta
So I hopped on the first thing smokin' to Atlanta
Pulled up at 112 ran up on that black Phantom
Security hopped out, no Joe in here
Just Outkast gettin' ready for a show in here
So I uncocked the .44
Hopped in the cherry low-low
Chrome grill with the G-Unit logo
We watched Hov go, now the world waitin for my solo
I'm the man, Stat Quo know
I ain't gotta explain, even Bo know
Half of these rap niggas is faker than rolls gold
Get hit in the face with the back of the .44
And pissed on tryin to play The Game with a broke nose
My bitch harder than you, yeah Vida loco
I ain't sold one record got rap in a chokehold
I'm Dre certified like the leader of the band
Run up, you sure to die, I'll leave you where you stand
Smurf-ette runnin around New York like he the man
But he peed in his pants when he saw us at Summer Jam
Lucky I wasn't there, I had to bury my man
Or I would've terrorized New York like the Son Of Sam
"What you mean terrorize New York?"
I mean expose these pussy ass niggas like I'm Too $hort
Somebody tell Domination I'll leave him in parts
Leg in Jersey, arm in Brooklyn, head buried in Central Park
He can't walk through New York no more like John Stark
Got a call cause I'm a break his ankles like Hot-Sauce
Ask niggas from your hood I'm thorough in 5 boroughs
Sit on any stoop, Pelli Tims in the thermal
Wait till Alpo come home
Like Azie from Harlem, Dre gon' pay me regardless
Cause he know Jay-Z departed
And these other rap labels know don't feed they artists
Talkin blueprint shit you got three garages
Gettin money off Roc like little E and Carter
Showin off your little chain like these is flawless
Send him 50 cent a day I can see he starvin'
I got R&B bitches givin' me ménages
Deep massages, I could hear Eazy talkin
Tellin me to have a seat in Tomica's office
Buy Ruthless and get Lil' E involved in
Promote without that magazine in Boston
Take a couple mil, make Beans a offer
Give him money we don't see that often
But it was all a dream, like I seen Memph Bleek in Marcy
I ain't say you won't see Bleek in Marcy
I said my man told me he don't see Bleek in Marcy
I'm from Compton where niggas used to bleed for Barkley's
Drive lo-lo's and we ain't need keys to start 'em
Just a little information for your summer vacation
Bring your chain cause every nigga in L.A. waitin'
Mad cause Detroit beat the shit out the Lakers
And they'll kill you cause they can't find Gary Payton
Meanwhile the throne vacant and Da Band ain't makin' it
Shyne got a new deal, Def Jam gotta pay us
Playboy Jones got knocked out shortly after they weighed him in
Niggas got beef with G-Unit but ain't sayin' shit
Quiet as a church on Tuesdays
Niggas say they hate my music, but my alert's on they 2-ways
Nigga I'm a hazard like Michael Jackson in khakis
Touch kids but I do that with a semi-automatic
With or without traffic I pull my shit out and blast it
I'm blind to the masses like Stevie Wonder without glasses
I'm a savage spit murder like a .38 Magnum
16 bars'll baggum let the hook toe tag 'em
Murder any MC throw 'em in that white wagon
Let him die and come back look at 'em, he white flaggin'
Spreadin' rumors like, "When I see Game I might jack him"
I'm tellin' the world: he reach for my chain, I might clap him
Cause niggas shot me in 2001
Took one in the heart cause I was too proud to run
The clip was empty when the police found my gun
So I don't bring that gangbangin' shit around my son
Nigga 50 took 9 he know how it feel
And I found out Buck got shot up in Cashville
And Sha Money told me Lloyd Banks got hit
And Yayo just came home (G-G-G-Unit)
Backstage at a D-12 concert
A fan asked me how it feel to be walkin in Snoop's Converse
Niggas show me love when they see me in the streets
But they frown when I don't want to hear none of they beats
Nigga, this shit crazy
Em said some shit when was 16, now they tryin to ruin Slim Shady
I forgive him, I got problems of my own
How you think the streets gon' act now that Suge got home
These niggas is birds, I can see the feathers on 'em
If Doc give me the word, I put this Berretta on 'em
When the beef is on, my piece is on
White sheets is on 'em, Doc breathin on 'em
And I got an extra clip in my Reeboks
Cause I'm in and out my socks every time I see cops
Game got the streets locked
Call 911, get the whole fuckin LAPD shot
Niggas snitchin' to the street cops
Get your nephews and your niece shot
When my heat cocked, then the beat stop
Nigga with a attitude like I heard Dr. Dre doin' "Detox"
Niggas fightin' for the throne that ain't shit
Tryin to measure the fallin' legends but the shoe won't fit
Niggas might think I'm ridin' dick
Cause I'm at the cemetery puttin creases in my G-Unit's
Tryin to talk to Jesus Christ into lettin' me dig 'em up
So they could stand side by side again and live it up
This might be the last time you hear me biggin 'em up
With "Suicidal Thoughts" bangin' me and my bitch in the truck
My conscience tellin' me if I put the clip in the buck
It might be loud enough to wake B.I.G and them up
What if that was P. Diddy sittin' in the truck
And 2Pac was in jail the day he recorded "Hit 'em Up"?
I wouldn't be outside 40/40 bumpin' Jigga What
Wouldn't be signed to Dr. Dre, I wonder is it luck
They got me on MTV with Banks, Fifth, and Buck
I ain't tryin' to be L.A.'s king, he carry a pimp cup
[Outro]
Snoop Dogg got the crown, nigga
What the fuck y'all mad at me for?
I ain't sold one fuckin' record
I'm just tryin' to use these 200 bars to feed my family, nigga
I ain't no threat
I can't rap, I'm from Compton remember?
You gotta be out your motherfuckin' mind
Ask Kay Slay, ask Clue, ask Whoo Kid, ask Funk Flex
I'll murder anyone of you motherfuckers
G-G-G-G-Unit
Leon Witherow
Rarely does a song leave me speechless, but after all these years, this track still does it. Game is a beast.
GJS
Same here😂
jazz93
Same here
Michael Angst
Daniel Dimino I don't think he is a lyrical monster, but the fact that he goes so long and stays consistent in subject matter is impressive
Australium
@Michael Angst I beg to differ, this song shows it. From 1:00-2:17, he rhymes in a single scheme. Also I’m 300 bars he has some hard bars. He can make some hard lyrics. But that’s just my opinion
Jon Michael
Prime Game was the definition of a rap mercenary. A physically imposing lyrical titan!
04 to 09 untouchable!!
Joshua Kane
Jesus Piece came out in 2011 and that shit hits different but i kinda agree but its from 2004 - 2011
mohsdef
the deep cover beat is still sick after all these years....along with the game's lyrics. He rips shit up.
Greg
this guy can rap at a steady flow forever as if its the easiest thing in the world. pretty amazing really
Bartley Connolly
Game killed the mixtape game back in the day. Besides G-Unit nobody did it like Game with those mixtapes in the early 2000's. He murdered everything he jumped on. He literally did resurrect the west and carried the whole coast for years!!!