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).

Let Us Live (Feat. Chrisette M
The Game Lyrics

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[The Game]
Yo I'm hoping out a Phantom with a' iced out medallion
Stallions on both arms, rocks on both charms
My Dominican chick looking like Scarface sister
Red and curly and she wake me up early
Cause hustlers hit the block when police change shifts
New York, California different toilet, same shit
In Brooklyn I rock Timberlands

Still toast cinnamon
Been gangster way before he dropped many men
Liquor in my system, voice raspy who I sound like?
Don't ask me that's my nigga we classy
Him and Montega Jada our style superior to haters
You can catch me in the latest Marvin Gaters
Ralph Lauren suit tape it up fly cause I'm papered up
Why these niggas keep hating on my Phantom
I be out in Atlanta and body tapping I'm probably strapped
Toast it up niggas

[Chorus: Chrisette Michelle]
All my hoods on the real dark side of the track
No sunny sky's just really black
We live real down here, Lord let us live
No playing around here, Lord let us live
Don't hate my hood just hate my shine
We coming out we on our grind
We live real down here, Lord let us live
We coming outta here, Lord let us live

[The Game]
Now who the fuck want war with the human gun store?
Gangsta rap is where I live just knock on the front door
Niggas stunt more than Jackie Chan
What the fuck them faggots saying?
Nothing when I walk in the club with the gat in hand
Take 'em back to '94 shooing out a Astro van
Banging was the blueprint money was the master plan
Duffel bag full of Grants and Franklins
Rob niggas take they money shoot straight to the bank then
Head to the barbershop to get chopped up
Hearing war stories who dead and who locked up
Who snitching, who pitching and who knocked up
Fuck niggas in Black Wall Street I trust
Black hoodies and black Asics standing on the pavement
Hustlers don't sleep nigga we work the grave shift
Fuck that long money nigga get paid quick
And don't save shit

[Chorus: Chrisette Michelle]

Lord knows that money don't matter
Lord knows that status is badder
Lord knows about the hood I live in
He's taking away but he's giving
Now don't give me these cars
Don't give me these mansions
Don't hate me just let me ride, Lord just give me light

[The Game]
I don't hate Mobb Deep or M.O.P
That was a phase I was caught up in the beef like a rat in a maze
And my legacy will never be that of a hater
Lyrical rhyme slayer wack niggas say your prayers
It's the return of Gandhi
Criminal minded city behind me
Put it on my face to remind me
Of all the shit I been through my physical presence, my pen too nice
My first album sent you life
I should of put down the mic when Rakim left Dre
No cleanup hitter so I was stranded on second base
I had to steal third motherfucker that's my word
There's some Queens niggas try to put me back on the curb
I was ultimate warrior to you bully ass niggas
I will come through the hood with the fully axe niggas
Like Snoop or Suge I'm in the coupe I'm good
Mothafuckas make way

[Chorus: Chrisette Michelle]

[The Game]
Is that Michelle Chrisette
Black Wall, Coollie High, Scott Storch, let's ride '08 to infinity

California, New York
Scott Storch, Scott Storch...

Overall Meaning

In "Let Us Live," The Game presents himself as a gangster rapper who enjoys the high life of luxury cars and jewelry, but who also knows the harsh reality of life on the street. He describes his life as a hustler who is always on alert, as neighborhood patrols change and present new threats. He also speaks to the haters who envy his success and the attention he draws from the press and women.

In the chorus, Chrisette Michele sings about the "dark side of the track" where people live "real down here," asking the Lord to let them live their lives and pursue their dreams, without being held back by the struggles of the streets. The Game acknowledges that life in the hood is tough, but he doesn't want to be judged or limited by his upbringing or the violence and negativity that surrounds him. He wants to succeed on his own terms, without being held back by his past or the stereotypes that others have of him.

This song features an interesting mixture of themes, with The Game rapping about the high life of a gangster rapper while acknowledging the struggles and danger that come with that lifestyle. Meanwhile, Chrisette Michele sings about the harsh reality of life on the streets, but also urges people to pursue their dreams and not be held back by their circumstances.

Line by Line Meaning

Yo I'm hoping out a Phantom with a' iced out medallion
I'm stepping out of a fancy car with a blinged-out necklace

Stallions on both arms, rocks on both charms
I have expensive watches on both my arms

My Dominican chick looking like Scarface sister
My girlfriend who is of Dominican origin looks like a character from Scarface movie

Red and curly, and she wake me up early
She has red curly hair and wakes me up early in the morning

Cause hustlers hit the block when police change shifts
Hustlers come out when policemen shift their duty

New York, California different toilet, same shit
New York and California are two different regions, but both have similar issues

In Brooklyn I rock Timberlands
I wear Timberland boots in Brooklyn

Still toast cinnamon
I still raise a glass to toast with cinnamon-flavored alcohol

Been gangster way before he dropped many men
I was a gangster before rapper 50 Cent released his song 'Many Men'

Liquor in my system, voice raspy who I sound like?
My voice sounds rough because of the liquor I drank, and you can't compare it to anyone else's voice

Don't ask me that's my nigga we classy
Don't ask me who I sound like, because I have my own style and I'm classy like my friend

Him and Montega Jada our style superior to haters
My friend and Jadakiss have a style that is better than others who criticize them

You can catch me in the latest Marvin Gaters
I wear the latest fashion from fashion designer Marvin Gaters

Ralph Lauren suit tape it up fly cause I'm papered up
I wear a Ralph Lauren suit and look sharp because I have a lot of money

Why these niggas keep hating on my Phantom
Why do these people keep showing their hatred for my luxury car (Phantom)

I be out in Atlanta and body tapping I'm probably strapped
I go out to Atlanta to have fun and probably carry a weapon for safety

Toast it up niggas
Let's raise our glasses and have a drink together

All my hoods on the real dark side of the track
All the neighborhoods I live in are on the wrong side of the train tracks

No sunny sky's just really black
There is no sunlight, just darkness

We live real down here, Lord let us live
We struggle with real problems here, please let us live in peace

No playing around here, Lord let us live
There is no joking or games here, please let us live in peace

Don't hate my hood just hate my shine
Don't hate where I'm from, just hate how successful I am

We coming out we on our grind
We are making progress and working hard

Lord knows that money don't matter
God knows that money is not the most important thing

Lord knows that status is badder
God knows that having a high social status is not important

Lord knows about the hood I live in
God knows about the neighborhood I live in

He's taking away but he's giving
God takes away some things, but also gives us some things

Now don't give me these cars
I don't need these cars given to me

Don't give me these mansions
I don't need these mansions given to me

Don't hate me just let me ride, Lord just give me light
Please don't hate me, just let me live my life and give me hope and guidance

Now who the fuck want war with the human gun store?
Who wants to fight with me, as I am the human equivalent of a gun store?

Gangsta rap is where I live just knock on the front door
I live in the world of gangsta rap, just come to my house to find out

Niggas stunt more than Jackie Chan
People try to show off more than Jackie Chan does in his movies

What the fuck them faggots saying?
What are those people who insult me saying?

Nothing when I walk in the club with the gat in hand
They won't say anything when I come into the club carrying a gun

Take 'em back to '94 shooing out a Astro van
I take them back to 1994 when I was shooting someone from an Astro van

Banging was the blueprint money was the master plan
Violence was the strategy, and money was the ultimate goal

Duffel bag full of Grants and Franklins
I have a duffel bag full of hundred dollars and fifty dollars bills

Rob niggas take they money shoot straight to the bank then
I rob people and directly take their money to the bank

Head to the barbershop to get chopped up
I go to the barbershop to get a haircut

Hearing war stories who dead and who locked up
I hear stories of people who were in wars, or people who have died, or people who are in jail

Who snitching, who pitching and who knocked up
I hear gossip about who's snitching to the police, who's selling drugs, and who impregnated someone

Fuck niggas in Black Wall Street I trust
I trust only the people in Black Wall Street, and not anyone else

Black hoodies and black Asics standing on the pavement
I wear black hoodies and black Asics shoes while standing on the sidewalk

Hustlers don't sleep nigga we work the grave shift
Hustlers work long hours and don't sleep, especially during the graveyard shift

Fuck that long money nigga get paid quick
I don't care about long-term money, I want to get paid quickly

And don't save shit
And don't save any money

I don't hate Mobb Deep or M.O.P
I don't hate the rappers Mobb Deep or M.O.P

That was a phase I was caught up in the beef like a rat in a maze
I had a phase where I was involved in a beef like a rat trapped in a maze

And my legacy will never be that of a hater
My reputation will never be that of a person who hates others

Lyrical rhyme slayer wack niggas say your prayers
I am a skilled rapper who destroys other rappers with my rhymes, causing them to pray for their safety

It's the return of Gandhi
I'm like the reincarnation of Mahatma Gandhi

Criminal minded city behind me
I have a criminal background, but it's behind me now

Put it on my face to remind me
I have a tattoo on my face to remind me of my past

Of all the shit I been through my physical presence, my pen too nice
Despite all the struggles I've faced, my physical appearance and my writing skills are impressive

My first album sent you life
My first album was life-changing for you

I should of put down the mic when Rakim left Dre
I should have quit rapping when Rakim left Dr. Dre's label

No cleanup hitter so I was stranded on second base
I didn't have anyone to help me in my career, so I was stuck in a low position

I had to steal third motherfucker that's my word
I had to take risks to advance in my career

There's some Queens niggas try to put me back on the curb
Some people from Queens tried to set me back in life

I was ultimate warrior to you bully ass niggas
I was like the Ultimate Warrior wrestler to those who tried to bully me

I will come through the hood with the fully axe niggas
I will come to the neighborhood wielding an axe to defend myself

Like Snoop or Suge I'm in the coupe I'm good
Like Snoop Dogg or Suge Knight, I'm in the car and doing well

Mothafuckas make way
Move out of the way, motherfuckers

Is that Michelle Chrisette
Is that singer Chrisette Michelle?

Black Wall, Coollie High, Scott Storch, let's ride '08 to infinity
Let's ride to infinity with Black Wall Street, Cooley High, and producer Scott Storch, starting from the year 2008

California, New York
California and New York

Scott Storch, Scott Storch...
Mentioning the name of the producer Scott Storch multiple times

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: CHRISETTE MICHELLE, CHRISETTE PAYNE, JAYCEON TAYLOR, SCOTT STORCH

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