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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).
Black On Black
The Game Lyrics
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You know what this shit is?
Stay down and come up, (damn right)
Street niggas is street niggas alike
It ain't even one way, nigga (two niggas most)
Stay down until you come up, nigga
Four songs, nigga, (Blood Money, let's go)
Man, it's so much, this can't be life (yeah)
Shit get real, me and K. on back
(Stay on back, nigga, do what you gotta do)
Never came back in that black on black
I still do it for them niggas with them bricks on bricks
I still do it for them niggas with them nicks on nicks
Let me tell you how real niggas pull a rebound back
See I never came back in that black on black
Nigga come through for a nine and a half
I'ma tell him ain't nothin' left
Nigga need an eight, tell him everythin' straight
All they gotta do it wait, tell a nigga I'm a Chef
How you think a nigga went and got that race?
Could have went to jail but I bought that case
Lawyer came through, told him it's about time
Jim Carrey to the Rollie, I just switch that switch
Put 10 karats on my daughter ear, fuck it
She deserved every rock, I done sold out in public
Do anythin' for my Destiny's Child
She a Beyoncé, never be LeToya Luckett
Black on black, checkerboard Louis luggage
On a PJ feelin' like Warren Buffett
With the Minnesota Twins, ain't no Kirby Puckett
Let the shade fear clouds, tell Aaliyah that I love her
Back and forth in a Lear
My grandmother say I never see her
She want me come home on Thanksgivin'
Cause I'm black on black like, yeah
Black on black to my dear
Black on black in my ear
Black Maserati that I gave to my mama
Right hand to the throttle, she can't even find the gears
Everythin' wrong, this can't be right
Man, it's so much, this can't be life (yeah)
Shit get real, me and K. on back
(We gotta do what we gotta do, you feel me)
Never came back in that black on black
I still do it for them niggas with them bricks on bricks
(Talk to 'em, homie)
I still do it for them niggas with them nicks on nicks
(Stay down until you come up)
Let me tell you how them real niggas pull a rebound back
(How you bounce back nigga, nigga do what?)
See I never came back in that black on black
Hold up, hold up, hold up
Shit get real, we don't fold up
This is what I told myself in my grandma's kitchen
At the table, nigga, choppin' my blow up
Said she want to sell more like my father
Same time, had me for a couple dollars
Yeah, I'm 'bout to put on
And now I'm 'bout to kill these niggas
So you might not see me 'til tomorrow'
'til I get it, then my palms start itchin'
Soon I hit the block, then my bong gone missin'
See, I'm 'bout to take me a trip to the other side of town
And I'm goin' there to find me a chicken
Yeah, I got a nigga in the spot with a nine right now
So, I'm goin' there to sell him a pigeon
My parents told me that the money is the root of all evil
I said it is then a lil' more
If I had to be precise, tell you two things about life
Niggas win everyday, niggas fail every night
I say, "Now, Oprah got a billion dollars
And you know what near her"
Type of shit I tell myself while starin' in the mirror
What!
Everythin' wrong, this can't be right
Man, it's so much, this can't be life (yeah)
Shit get real, me and K. on back
(We gotta do what we gotta do, you feel me)
Never came back in that black on black
I still do it for them niggas with them bricks on bricks
(Talk to 'em, homie)
I still do it for them niggas with them nicks on nicks
(Stay down until you come up)
Let me tell you how them real niggas pull a rebound back
(How you bounce back nigga, nigga do what?)
See I never came back in that black on black
Met man named George, straight drop, no whippin'
Electric off, everything's boilin' in the fridge
I ain't bathed in a week, I was smellin' like pickles
Street showin' no pities, still gettin' to the business
? break it down, sell nickels
Had to ball him out of jail, blew the money on the bail
When flat, bounced back from a 30-cent flipper
I don't even know a nigga livin' how I'm livin'
I don't even know how many times I've been to prison
Shit get gangsta, we call ...
Bought two things, had the third one off issue
Two-fifty-two on the scale, that's a nino
Eighteen sales, five hundred-four grams
Add an extra gram when you weigh it with the ...
Real rap talk, keep it real, don't believe you
When you get out of line, swear to God, I'ma leave you
Dirks cuts the water 'fore they kick a nigga dope
Try to flush it down the toilet but the dope just flow
Tear gas from the cannon
Everybody scramblin', but I ain't the one to panic
Double homicide, broad day, that's my jacket
Tried to bird feed, cut through on my jacket
And I take change, I'm a serve when they askin'
Come from out of town, I'ma test, none or less
Everythin' wrong, this can't be right
Man, it's so much, this can't be life (yeah)
Shit get real, me and K. on back
(We gotta do what we gotta do, you feel me)
Never came back in that black on black
I still do it for them niggas with them bricks on bricks
I still do it for them niggas with them nicks on nicks
Let me tell you how them real niggas pull a rebound back
(How you bounce back nigga, nigga do what?)
See I never came back in that black on black
It's okay, daddy, I'm not scared
I know baby, the rest of the world is
The Game's song Black On Black is a gritty, street-centric narrative driven by The Game's candid lyrics and powerful delivery. The song speaks to the harsh realities of living on the streets, where violence and crime are everyday facts of life. The opening verse sets the tone with its declaration of toughness: "Street niggas is street niggas alike/It ain't even one way, nigga (two niggas most)/Stay down until you come up, nigga/Four songs, nigga, (Blood Money, let's go)." The chorus emphasizes the idea of never giving up, even when things get tough: "Everythin' wrong, this can't be right/Man, it's so much, this can't be life (yeah)/Shit get real, me and K. on back/(Stay on back, nigga, do what you gotta do)/Never came back in that black on black."
The second verse delves deeper into the street lifestyle, with The Game discussing his experiences with drug dealing and the daily struggles he faces to stay afloat. He highlights his determination to make something of himself despite the odds, even if it means engaging in illegal activities: "Soon I hit the block, then my bong gone missin'/See, I'm 'bout to take me a trip to the other side of town/And I'm goin' there to find me a chicken/Yeah, I got a nigga in the spot with a nine right now/So, I'm goin' there to sell him a pigeon." The song's final verse serves as a sort of call to arms for those on the streets who are struggling to make ends meet. The Game tells his listeners that he understands their struggles and that there is hope for a better future: "I don't even know a nigga livin' how I'm livin'/I don't even know how many times I've been to prison/Shit get gangsta, we call .../Bought two things, had the third one off issue."
Overall, Black On Black is a powerful statement from The Game about the harsh realities of life on the streets. His lyrics are raw, emotional, and unflinching, painting a picture of a world that is tough to survive in but one that is worth fighting for.
Line by Line Meaning
'Sup, nigga, huh?
Greetings, my friend, what's up?
You know what this shit is?
Do you understand the situation?
Stay down and come up, (damn right)
Remain resilient and eventually succeed, absolutely
Street niggas is street niggas alike
Individuals from the streets understand each other
It ain't even one way, nigga (two niggas most)
There isn't just one path, my friend (but mainly two)
Stay down until you come up, nigga
Persist until you reach success, my friend
Four songs, nigga, (Blood Money, let's go)
Four tracks, my friend, (let's get started with 'Blood Money')
Everythin' wrong, this can't be right
Everything seems to be going wrong, it can't be right
Man, it's so much, this can't be life (yeah)
It's overwhelming, this can't be how life is supposed to be
Shit get real, me and K. on back
Things become serious, me and K. are prepared
(Stay on back, nigga, do what you gotta do)
(Remain focused, my friend, do whatever it takes)
Never came back in that black on black
Never returned to that dark situation
I still do it for them niggas with them bricks on bricks
I still continue hustling for those guys with drug operations
I still do it for them niggas with them nicks on nicks
I still do it for those guys with small amounts of drugs
Let me tell you how real niggas pull a rebound back
Allow me to explain how true hustlers bounce back from setbacks
See I never came back in that black on black
You see, I never returned to that dark place
Nigga come through for a nine and a half
A guy comes through for a nine and a half (drug deal)
I'ma tell him ain't nothin' left
I will inform him that there are no more drugs
Nigga need an eight, tell him everythin' straight
If a guy needs an eight (an eighth of an ounce of drugs), I'll inform him it's ready
All they gotta do it wait, tell a nigga I'm a Chef
All they have to do is be patient, tell them I'm an expert
How you think a nigga went and got that race?
Do you wonder how I managed to attain that success?
Could have went to jail but I bought that case
I could have ended up in prison, but I paid for legal representation
Lawyer came through, told him it's about time
My lawyer arrived, told him it was overdue
Jim Carrey to the Rollie, I just switch that switch
I switched from a regular watch to a Rolex like Jim Carrey
Put 10 karats on my daughter ear, fuck it
I gifted my daughter with diamond earrings, why not?
She deserved every rock, I done sold out in public
She deserved those expensive jewels, I sold drugs openly
Do anythin' for my Destiny's Child
I would do anything for my close circle
She a Beyoncé, never be LeToya Luckett
She's the star, never become overshadowed like LeToya Luckett
Black on black, checkerboard Louis luggage
Black on black, Louis Vuitton luggage with a checkerboard pattern
On a PJ feelin' like Warren Buffett
On a private jet feeling as wealthy as Warren Buffett
With the Minnesota Twins, ain't no Kirby Puckett
In the Twin Cities, but not as famous as Kirby Puckett (former baseball player)
Let the shade fear clouds, tell Aaliyah that I love her
Let the haters be afraid, send my love to Aaliyah (late singer)
Back and forth in a Lear
Traveling back and forth in a Learjet
My grandmother say I never see her
My grandmother says I never visit her
She want me come home on Thanksgivin'
She wants me to come home for Thanksgiving
Cause I'm black on black like, yeah
Because I'm dressed all in black, like, yeah
Black on black to my dear
All black attire for my loved one
Black on black in my ear
Black earrings in my ear
Black Maserati that I gave to my mama
Black Maserati that I gifted to my mother
Right hand to the throttle, she can't even find the gears
She's struggling to operate the car, not finding the gears with her right hand
Hold up, hold up, hold up
Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute
Shit get real, we don't fold up
Things become serious, we do not give up
This is what I told myself in my grandma's kitchen
This is the pep talk I gave myself in my grandmother's kitchen
At the table, nigga, choppin' my blow up
Sitting at the table, cutting and preparing my drugs
Said she want to sell more like my father
She said she wants to be a successful drug dealer like my father
Same time, had me for a couple dollars
At the same time, she needed money from me
Yeah, I'm 'bout to put on
Yeah, I'm about to show my skill
And now I'm 'bout to kill these niggas
And now I'm about to outperform these guys
So you might not see me 'til tomorrow'
Hence, you might not see me until tomorrow
'til I get it, then my palms start itchin'
Until I achieve success, my palms start itching
Soon I hit the block, then my bong gone missin'
As soon as I arrive on the street, my drug stash disappears
See, I'm 'bout to take me a trip to the other side of town
I'm about to visit a different neighborhood
And I'm goin' there to find me a chicken
And I'm going there to find a drug customer
Yeah, I got a nigga in the spot with a nine right now
Yeah, I know a guy at a location with a gun right now
So, I'm goin' there to sell him a pigeon
So, I'm going there to sell him a kilogram of cocaine
My parents told me that the money is the root of all evil
My parents told me that money is the cause of all problems
I said it is then a lil' more
I agree, and it's even more than that
If I had to be precise, tell you two things about life
If I had to give you two insights about life
Niggas win everyday, niggas fail every night
Some people succeed every day, while others fail every night
I say, 'Now, Oprah got a billion dollars
I say, 'Look, Oprah Winfrey has a billion dollars
And you know what near her'
And you know what's close to her?'
Type of shit I tell myself while starin' in the mirror
These are the thoughts I have while looking at myself in the mirror
Everythin' wrong, this can't be right
Everything seems to be going wrong, this can't be right
Man, it's so much, this can't be life (yeah)
It's overwhelming, this can't be how life is supposed to be
Shit get real, me and K. on back
Things become serious, me and K. are prepared
(We gotta do what we gotta do, you feel me)
(We have to do whatever it takes, do you understand?
Never came back in that black on black
Never returned to that dark situation
I still do it for them niggas with them bricks on bricks
I still continue hustling for those guys with drug operations
I still do it for them niggas with them nicks on nicks
I still do it for those guys with small amounts of drugs
Let me tell you how them real niggas pull a rebound back
Allow me to explain how true hustlers bounce back from setbacks
(How you bounce back nigga, nigga do what?)
(How do you recover, my friend? Just do what needs to be done)
See I never came back in that black on black
You see, I never returned to that dark place
Met man named George, straight drop, no whippin'
I met a guy named George, pure uncut drugs, no dilution
Electric off, everything's boilin' in the fridge
Electricity is shut off, everything in the refrigerator is spoiling
I ain't bathed in a week, I was smellin' like pickles
I haven't taken a shower in a week, and I smelled bad
Street showin' no pities, still gettin' to the business
The streets are unforgiving, but I continue with my hustle
? break it down, sell nickels
? break it down, sell small amounts of drugs
Had to ball him out of jail, blew the money on the bail
Had to pay his bail to get him out of jail, spent the money
When flat, bounced back from a 30-cent flipper
When broke, recovered from a small-scale drug deal
I don't even know a nigga livin' how I'm livin'
I don't even know anyone who's living the way I am
I don't even know how many times I've been to prison
I don't even know how many times I've been incarcerated
Shit get gangsta, we call ...
When things get tough, we call ...
Bought two things, had the third one off issue
Purchased two items, had issues with the third one
Two-fifty-two on the scale, that's a nino
Two hundred and fifty-two grams on the scale, that's a kilo
Eighteen sales, five hundred-four grams
Eighteen drug transactions, five hundred and four grams
Add an extra gram when you weigh it with the ...
Include an extra gram when you measure it with the ...
Real rap talk, keep it real, don't believe you
Speaking honestly, keeping it real, I don't trust you
When you get out of line, swear to God, I'ma leave you
When you cross the line, I promise I'll abandon you
Dirks cuts the water 'fore they kick a nigga dope
Dirks (razor blades) cut the dilution before they inspect my drugs
Try to flush it down the toilet but the dope just flow
Attempted to flush it down the toilet, but the drugs didn't go away
Tear gas from the cannon
Using tear gas from the gun
Everybody scramblin', but I ain't the one to panic
Everyone is panicking, but I don't get scared easily
Double homicide, broad day, that's my jacket
Committed two murders in broad daylight, that's my crime
Tried to bird feed, cut through on my jacket
Tried to set me up, but I outsmarted them
And I take change, I'ma serve when they askin'
And when they ask for drugs, I'm willing to provide
Come from out of town, I'ma test, none or less
If they come from another town, I will test them, regardless
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Jay Jenkins, Jayceon Taylor, Kevin Gilyard, MICHAEL F. HERNANDEZ, JAYCEON TERRELL TAYLOR, JARED RICO EVANS, RONALD FEREBEE JR., BRIAN DIMETREIS PICKENS, JAY W. JENKINS
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Dareyll Wanzer
One of my favorite joints. Still rocking it years later.
james smith
Love everybody's verse! Nobody outshine each other
Alec Hall
james smith the game>
Quan Wilson
Jeezy did
DRPX Toxic
He is a good raper
Smooth Criminal
Seijan Couto naw bruh
David Williams
Idk KG kinna spazed, I liked all 3 tho
lefty206
Sometimes I've listened to this when I was going thru sh*t, and the song recharged me
Steph hawk
So true.
Gang Green
Big facts. Motivation musiq