Letter To The King
The Game Lyrics


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(Way up high)
(Way up high)
(Way up high)
(Way up high)
(Way up high)
(Way up high)
(Saw it all)
Second floor of my hotel, I'm rollin' up, 'bout to blaze
And zone out, to this Frankie Beverly and Maze
As I daze about the past, and them days in the past
He set my mind free, so my mind free at last
So much that I don't even drink from a fuckin' glass
I'd rather find the first fountain I can and do it fast
Didn't understand the dream of a King, I do the math
Coincidentally, on your birthdays, I ditched the class
'Cause the younger me, dumber me was chasin' the cash
Chasin' the ass, lowlife with his face in the grass
Ridin' home from school, in front of the bus
Not even thinkin' 'bout how Rosa Parks done it for us
How she stayed behind bars and she done it for us
And she stayed behind bars 'til she won it for us
Sometimes I wanna give up or at least take a break
That's when I close my eyes and see Coretta Scott's face
'Cause sometimes I wanna give up or at least take a break
That's when I close my eyes and see Coretta Scott's face

(Saw it all)
(A whole new world outside this bubble)
(A whole new world outside this bubble)
(Way up high)
(I could fly)
(I went over the wall)
Uh (saw it all) word up, Game

Standin' at the pew, panoramic view of the seating and greeting
I've been meaning to do me some letter reading
To the King, he forever breathing, your message is never leavin'
Some of your homies phonies, I should've said it when I see them
Them sleazy bastards, some greedy pastors, jerks
Should never be allowed at Ebenezer Baptist Church in Atlanta
So people be patient, I know this ghetto grammar
But I'm a street dude, normally I just speak rude
Martin Luther, the martyr, the trooper, hate killed him
Nobel Peace Prize winner, they duplicate your feelin'
As a kid I ain't relate, really
I would say your dream speech jokingly, 'til your world awoke in me
First I thought you were passive, soft one who ass-kissed
I was young, be honest, I was feelin' Muhammad
I ain't even know the strength you had to have to march
You was more than just talk, you the first real Braveheart
We miss you
Feel like King be in me sometimes

(Way up high)
(Saw it all)
(A whole new world outside this bubble)
(A whole new world outside this bubble)
(Way up high)
(I could fly)
(I went over the wall)
(Saw it all)

The word nigger is nothin' like nigga
Don't sound shit alike, like Game, like Jigga
One came before the other, like aim and pull the trigger
One is slang for my brother, one is hang and take a picture
The rope ain't tight enough, he still alive, go fix it
Pour some gasoline on him, call his daughters black bitches
Make 'em pick cotton, while they mama cleanin' up the kitchen
Same cotton in white tees, that's the cotton they was pickin'
If Dr. King marched today, would Bill Gates march?
I know Obama would but would Hillary take part?
Great minds think great thoughts
The pictures I paint make the Mona Lisa look like fake art
I feel the pain of Nelson Mandela
'Cause when it rains it pours, I need Rihanna's umbrella
For Coretta Scott's tear drops, when she got the phone call
That the future just took a fuckin' headshot
I wonder why Jesse Jackson ain't catch him before his body dropped
Would he give me the answer? Probably not

(Saw it all)
(A whole new world outside this bubble)
(A whole new world outside this bubble)
(Way up high)
(I could fly)




(I went over the wall)
(Saw it all)

Overall Meaning

"The Letter To The King" by The Game featuring Nas is a tribute to Martin Luther King Jr. and other civil rights activists. The song starts with The Game smoking up to his favorite music, and his mind wanders off to King's ideology and the atrocities faced by Black Americans. The Game portrays his transformation from someone who was just chasing money to someone who now understands the importance of King's dream.


In the second verse, Nas pays homage to Dr. King and how his message is still relevant today. He highlights the fake and phony people who have taken advantage of King's legacy and his foundation. He speaks about how Dr. King's message of peace and unity can still heal the wounds that exist in our society today.


"The Letter To The King" is more than just a tribute to Dr. King; it's a call to action. The game and Nas encourage listeners to be more compassionate and empathetic towards each other, regardless of race or gender.


Line by Line Meaning

Second floor of my hotel
Starting from the second floor of my hotel room


I'm rollin' up bout' to blaze
I am rolling up a joint and about to smoke it


It's on now
I am ready for anything


To this Frankie Beverly and Mase
I am listening to music by Frankie Beverly and Mase


As our days about to pass
As we grow older each day


And our days in the past
The days we experienced in the past


He said my mind free
Someone told me that my mind is now free


So my mind free at last
Finally, my mind is free


So much that I don't even drink from a glass
I am so free that I choose not to drink from a glass


I'd rather find the first fountain I can
I prefer drinking from a public fountain


And do it fast
I want to drink quickly


Didn't understand the dream of a king
I did not initially comprehend the dream of Martin Luther King Jr.


I do the math
I now understand it fully


Coincidentally on ya birthdays
It is interesting that this happened on your birthday


I ditched the Class
I skipped school


Cause the younger me, dumber me
I was young and foolish


Was chasin' the cash
I was only concerned with making money


Chasin' the ass
I was also chasing women


Lowlife with his face in the grass
I was living a lowlife, struggling on the ground


Ridin' home from school
I was returning from school


In front of the bus
On the front seat of the bus


Not even thinkin' bout how
I did not consider


Rosa Parks done it for us
The significance of Rosa Parks' actions


How she stayed behind bars
How she endured jail time


And she done it for us
She did it for the betterment of our society


And she stayed behind bars
She was imprisoned for her beliefs


Till she won it for us
Until she achieved change for us


Sometimes I wanna give up
There are moments when I feel like giving up


Or at least take a break
Or just take a break


Thats when I close my eyes
At that point, I close my eyes


And see Coretta Scott's face
I think of Coretta Scott King's face


Word up Game,
Hey, Game


Standin at the Pu
Standing at the viewing platform


Panoramic view of the seating
A broad view of the audience as it appears from the viewing platform


Greeting
Greetings to you


I've been meanin
I have been intending


To do me some letter readin'
To read some letters


To the king, he forever breathin'
I want to write a letter to the late Martin Luther King Jr.


Your message is never leavin'
Your message will always be remembered


Some of your homies, fonies
Some people who knew you were fake


I should said it when I seen em
I should have said it when I saw them


Some sleezy bastards
Some immoral people


Greedy pastors
Pastors who are only interested in money


Should never be allowed to be
Must not be allowed to belong


In Ebenezer Baptist Church
In the Ebenezer Baptist Church


In Atlanta
In the city of Atlanta


So people be patient
People should have patience


I know there's ghetto grammar
I am aware of the use of slang language


But I'm a street dude
But I come from the streets


Normally I just speak rude
I usually speak impolitely


Martin Luther
Martin Luther King Jr.


The model of truth
A paragon of truthfulness


But hate killed em
However, hate led to his assassination


Nobel peace prize winner
A recipient of the Nobel Peace Prize


They duplicate the feelin'
Others try to emulate his spirit


As a kid, I ain't relate really
When I was a child, I did not understand the message


I sell your dream speak jokely
I used to joke about your message


Till your world awoken me
Until your message awakened me


First I thought you was passive
Initially, I thought of you as passive


Soft one to ass kiss
Someone who flatters others


I was young
I was young back then


But honest, I was feelin' Muhammad
But I was also drawn to Muhammad Ali


I ain't even know the strip
I was not aware of the struggle


You had to have the march
You had to organize the march


You were more than talk
You were not all talk and no action


The first real Bravehart
The first real warrior for the cause


We miss you.
We miss you dearly


The word nigger
The word 'nigger'


Is nothin' like nigga
Is completely different from 'nigga'


Don't sound shit like
Sounds nothing like


Like game like Jigga
Like the rappers, Game and Jay-Z


One came before the other
One word was used before the other


Like aim and pull the trigga
Just like aiming and shooting a gun


Wanna slang for my brother
I want to be able to use this slang word for my friend


Wanna hang and take his picture
I want to hang out with him and take a photo


The rope ain't tight enough
The rope used for lynching was not tight enough


He still alive, go fix it
He is still alive, so it needs to be fixed


Pour some gasoline on em
Pour some gasoline on him


Call his daughters Black Bitches
Insult his daughters


Make em pick cotton
Make them pick cotton as slaves used to do


While his momma cleanin' up the kitchen
While his mother is cleaning the kitchen


Same cotton in white tees
The same cotton is used to make white T-shirts


That's the cotton they was pickin'
That is the kind of cotton they were picking


If Dr. King marched today would Bill Gates march?
If Martin Luther King Jr. organized a march today, would Bill Gates participate?


I know Obama would
I am certain that Barack Obama would march


But would Hillary take part?
But would Hillary Clinton participate?


Great minds think great thoughts
Intelligent people have great ideas


The pictures I paint
The images I create


Make the Mona Lisa look like fake art
My artwork is so great that it makes the Mona Lisa appear fake


I feel the pain of Nelson Mandela
I understand the suffering experienced by Nelson Mandela


Because when it rains, it pours
Because when life gets tough, it gets very difficult


I need Rhianna's umbrella
I need Rihanna's umbrella to protect me from the rain


For Coretta Scott's tear drops
For the tears shed by Coretta Scott King


When she got the phone call that
When she received the news that


The future just took a fuckin' head shot
The future was just dealt a serious blow


I wonder why Jesse Jackson didn't catch em
I wonder why Jesse Jackson did not apprehend the assassin


Before his body drop
Before he was killed


Would he give me the answer
Would he provide me with the answer?


Probably not
Most likely not




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Nasir Jones, Joe Rock, Benny James Faiella, Donnie Ierace, Tony Louis Cottrell, Jayceon Terrell Taylor

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@arthart19

nas is my favorite rapper but Game's 3rd verse. sheesh one of the deepest verses I've heard

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