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).
Bullet With Your Name On It
The Game Lyrics
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You 'bout to have a hoodie with a motherfucking stain on it
Dashboard with your brain on it
Motherfucking bitch, you worried bitch nigga tell yo mama put a frame on it
Know it's murder, if The Game on it
Irv Gotti with the flame on it
I'm in the coupe, know the roof and it smell like Mary Jane, don't it?
Goddamn, I'm the motherfucking man
Tote drums like a motherfucking band
So fly, I don't know where to land
So fly, motherfucking Peter Pan
You put the city on your back like a motherfucking tat
Damn nigga, you can stand where I stand
You can eat where I eat
I got a house on the beach but I run these streets
100 grand every week
10 mil in the safe, so you know where I sleep
Put a pillow by the combo
Band arms like I'm Mutombo
Ears to the street like Dumbo
High school on El Segundo
So you ain't gotta ask where I'm from though
Hit the corner on Cedar, polo beater
Run up on a nigga like pronto
Run up on a nigga like Wingstop
Lemon pepper wings when the motherfucking beam hot
Got the molly, got the white and the lean locked
Selling dreams on my grandmama grandpop
I got a bullet with your name on it
You 'bout to have a hoodie with a motherfucking stain on it
Dashboard with your brain on it
I got a bullet with your name on it
Know it's murder, if The Game on it
Goddamn, I'm the motherfucking man
Got a bullet with your name on it
Know it's murder, if The Game on it
I got a bullet with your name on it
You know what the fuck be pissing me off?
That other motherfuckers think they run my block
Nigga, this my block, nigga I don't give a fuck who on this motherfucker
Grannies, kids, nigga old people, dogs, cats
I don't give a fuck when i'm walking through the block, nigga everybody moving
You don't understand, nigga, this is my motherfucking block
Anything can die, nigga
we killing motherfucking flowers, we killin' air, we'll put bullet holes in clouds
niggas gon' move when we coming down the block
Get the fuck off that stoop
I'm a fucking alcoholic
I'm on Rosecrans & Central
In the Tam's drive thru
And I got murder on my mental
Lord please forgive me
Please forgive me
I say Lord please forgive me
Please forgive me
You with the shit? Then you gotta show me you with the shit, nigga
Jump off that fuckin' stoop, hit the fuckin' gate, nigga
Grab your burners, it's time to go to war
Nigga, it's a block war, it's my motherfuckin' block
It ain't yours, yours, his, hers, it ain't nobodies but mine
If you wanna stay on this motherfuckin' block, you standing behind me
and I grip this motherfuckin' trigger and I start giving it to niggas like ugh, ugh, ugh
I got a bullet with your name on it
You 'bout to have a hoodie with a motherfucking stain on it
Dashboard with your brain on it
I got a bullet with your name on it
Know it's murder, if The Game on it
Goddamn, I'm the motherfucking man
Got a bullet with your name on it
Know it's murder, if The Game on it
I got a bullet with your name on it
Can't nobody stop what the fuck I'm doing
Lay that shit the fuck down,
everybody get down, nigga, ah
You don't want none of this shit, nigga
I'll give a nigga the whole fuckin' clip
Every motherfuckin' round in this motherfucker you can get
I'm breaking windows, I'm tearing hinges off of fuckin' doors
I'm flipping motherfuckin' cars, trucks, ambulances
This is my motherfuckin' block, lay it down
I got a bullet with your name on it
You 'bout to have a hoodie with a motherfucking stain on it
Dashboard with your brain on it
I got a bullet with your name on it
Know it's murder, if The Game on it
Goddamn, I'm the motherfucking man
Got a bullet with your name on it
Know it's murder, if The Game on it
I got a bullet with your name on it
The Game feat. Nipsey Hussle's "Bullets" is a song that speaks about gang violence, turf wars, and the repetitive cycle of violence in inner cities. The song paints the picture of the "my block" mentality that drives gang members to come out of their house with guns at the slightest provocation or dispute with others who are perceived to have disrespected a particular area. The refrain "I got a bullet with your name on it" underscores the message of the song- that violence begets violence, and the only way to win in this cycle is not to take part in it.
The lyrics of the song remind us of the life of inner-city residents- Constantly living in fear of gang violence, feeling that they have to show that they are not weak, and always being ready to retaliate. As the two rappers talk about having to jump off stoops and start shooting, they show the utter hopelessness and desperation that leads people down this path. They paint a picture of young people who have little to lose and, as such, are ready to risk it all for the sake of asserting themselves and their territory.
The song is a call to action to address the root causes of gang violence, such as poverty, lack of opportunities, and systemic inequality. It calls for taking a holistic approach to the problem, one that goes beyond mass incarceration and police brutality. Overall, the song shows the need for empathy, understanding, and the urgent need for systemic change.
Line by Line Meaning
I got a bullet with your name on it
I have a gun specifically for you
You 'bout to have a hoodie with a motherfucking stain on it
When I shoot you, your hoodie will have a bloodstain on it
Dashboard with your brain on it
If I shoot you, your brain will be on the dashboard of my car
Motherfucking bitch, you worried bitch nigga tell yo mama put a frame on it
You're a scared little bitch, tell your mommy to frame your dead body
Know it's murder, if The Game on it
If I'm involved, it's most likely a murder
Irv Gotti with the flame on it
Irv Gotti is involved and he's bringing the heat
I'm in the coupe, know the roof and it smell like Mary Jane, don't it?
I'm in a nice car and the roof smells like weed
Balmain crew neck, [?] with the chain on it
I'm wearing expensive clothes and jewelry
Goddamn, I'm the motherfucking man
I'm the shit
Tote drums like a motherfucking band
I carry guns like a marching band carries their drums
So fly, I don't know where to land
I'm so cool and fly, I don't know where to fit in
So fly, motherfucking Peter Pan
I'm so fly and young at heart, I'm like Peter Pan
You put the city on your back like a motherfucking tat
You represent our city like a tattoo on your back
Damn nigga, you can stand where I stand
You can't step to my level
You can eat where I eat
You can't compete with me
I got a house on the beach but I run these streets
I have a nice house but I still rule the streets
100 grand every week
I make a shitload of money each week
10 mil in the safe, so you know where I sleep
I have a lot of money in my safe and everyone knows it
Put a pillow by the combo
I sleep with a gun next to me
Band arms like I'm Mutombo
My arms are strong like basketball player Dikembe Mutombo
Ears to the street like Dumbo
I always know what's going on like the big-eared elephant Dumbo
High school on El Segundo
I went to high school on El Segundo street
So you ain't gotta ask where I'm from though
You already know where I'm from
Hit the corner on Cedar, polo beater
I hang out on the corner of Cedar street while wearing a polo shirt
Run up on a nigga like pronto
I quickly approach people that I want to confront
Run up on a nigga like Wingstop
I quickly approach people like Wingstop employees approach customers
Lemon pepper wings when the motherfucking beam hot
I'm selling drugs while eating lemon pepper chicken wings
Got the molly, got the white and the lean locked
I have various drugs on me
Selling dreams on my grandmama grandpop
I'm selling false hope to people in my community and even my grandparents
You know what the fuck be pissing me off?
You know what really bothers me?
That other motherfuckers think they run my block
Other people believe they have control over my neighborhood
Nigga, this my block, nigga I don't give a fuck who on this motherfucker
This is my neighborhood and I don't care who thinks otherwise
Grannies, kids, nigga old people, dogs, cats
I don't care who you are, you better move when I'm around
I don't give a fuck when i'm walking through the block, nigga everybody moving
If I'm walking through the neighborhood, everyone better get out of my way
Anything can die, nigga we killing motherfucking flowers, we killin' air, we'll put bullet holes in clouds niggas gon' move when we coming down the block
We'll kill anything, we're so dangerous we'll even shoot flowers and the air. When we approach, everyone moves.
Get the fuck off that stoop
You better get off the porch
I'm a fucking alcoholic
I have a drinking problem
I'm on Rosecrans & Central In the Tam's drive thru And I got murder on my mental
I'm at a fast food restaurant on Rosecrans & Central and I'm thinking about committing murder
Lord please forgive me Please forgive me I say Lord please forgive me
I'm asking for forgiveness for what I'm about to do
You with the shit? Then you gotta show me you with the shit, nigga
If you think you can handle what I'm about to do, prove it
Jump off that fuckin' stoop, hit the fuckin' gate, nigga Grab your burners, it's time to go to war
Get off the porch, grab your guns, and let's go fight
It ain't yours, yours, his, hers, it ain't nobodies but mine
This neighborhood belongs to me and no one else
If you wanna stay on this motherfuckin' block, you standing behind me and I grip this motherfuckin' trigger and I start giving it to niggas like ugh, ugh, ugh
If you want to live on this block, follow me and I'll shoot anyone who tries to mess with us
Can't nobody stop what the fuck I'm doing
No one can interrupt my plans
Lay that shit the fuck down, everybody get down, nigga, ah
Everyone better get on the ground and be quiet
You don't want none of this shit, nigga I'll give a nigga the whole fuckin' clip Every motherfuckin' round in this motherfucker you can get
You don't want to mess with me because I'll shoot you with everything I have
I'm breaking windows, I'm tearing hinges off of fuckin' doors I'm flipping motherfuckin' cars, trucks, ambulances
I'm tearing up this neighborhood by breaking car windows, destroying doors, and flipping vehicles
This is my motherfuckin' block, lay it down
This is my neighborhood and I own it
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: JAYCEON TERRELL taylor
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