The Game
Tommy Gibbs Lyrics
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[Tommy Gibbs]
Like the seasons change, we go thru things
It's thug love, there's no type of love without pain
Few who trust, cats that you know gon' bust
We was fine till the streets studio gon nuts
We hemned up, livin the hand delt
Live the same life, same drama, same trife
I be that same nigga, same trigga, same knife
We been thru it, shit, we used to it
Real shit, lot of my niggas, ain't lived thru it
Stare downs, throw downs and spent round
Bent, don't remember how it quite went down
You see, once upon a time I ain't had no kill
I was into deep, ain't have no fear
On the grind, remember that beef, that time
Remember that bitch, son, rember that nine
[Chorus x2: Smoke]
I said I came up in this game
Struggled just to maintain
And I'm glad I'm hear, whom should I fear
Here's what you said...
[Tommy Gibbs]
It's a flipside to every coin
Every nigga gotta choice to make, which path he take
It's a rough ride, cuz it's real on every side
Folks lose they lives, suggest you choose wise
Can a grew rigid nigga from public school
Caught beef, fucked bitches together, act a fool
As time goes on, he drift away
Can't move with a nigga, ain't goin your way
Now that's logic, middle of 'Merica, to the Projects
Birds of a feather always fly together
I'm trying to figure, how many more caps to peel
'Fore ya bitches realize it's real
Go ahead and laugh, I think you straight from ya past
You better find your road, 'fore they lock and load
Cuz you die, after shots explode
Just never dawned on you, how we never fuck with you
[Chorus x2]
Here's what you said...
[Tommy Gibbs]
I stay conscious of men, who scream eaze but bring it the end
We can take to the fist, fist lead to the semi
Spit real life shit, make ya life shit
Reminisce on this steel ya earth just strike with
Niggas that bust gats, niggas that car jack
Any nigga livin trying to change were he at
I can die in this game on the grind slingin crack
Or die in this game gettin paid spittin raps
Cuz you need muscle, shit a straight hustle
Niggas in the streets see you bling, they wanna touch you
Respect that? no nigga expect that
Ain't shit to you to cap, niggas wanna get at
So I thug it out, this game turn it out
Same shit I hate, same shit I love about
It's a real thin line between death and life
Ain't no rules in this game, ain't no wrongs and rights
[Chorus: to fade...]
The Game by Tommy Gibbs is a song that talks about the harsh realities of street life and the choices one makes. In the first verse, he talks about the pain that comes with Thug love, the trust issues that exist, and the fact that the streets are unpredictable. Gibbs reminisces about the times he's been through the same drama and same life on the streets. He also talks about how he's accustomed to it but some of his friends couldn't handle it and have lost their lives because of it.
The chorus is sung by Smoke, who talks about how he's struggled to maintain himself in the game, but he's glad he's still alive, and there's no need to fear. In the second verse, Gibbs talks about how everything in life has a flip side, every decision, every path, and it's necessary to make wise choices to stay alive. He further emphasizes that one should surround themselves with people that share the same vision and avoid any distractions. He touches on the fact that laughter will not save anyone's life when the shots are released, and it's necessary to stay alert in the game.
Overall, The Game by Tommy Gibbs is a song that analyzes the harsh realities of street life and reiterates the importance of being wise and aware in the game.
Line by Line Meaning
Like the seasons change, we go thru things
Just as the seasons change, life is constantly changing and we must adapt to it
It's thug love, there's no type of love without pain
The love shared among those in the thug life is often riddled with pain and struggle
Few who trust, cats that you know gon' bust
Only a few can be trusted, those who you know will have your back and fight for you
We was fine till the streets studio gon nuts
Things were good until the streets went crazy and brought chaos and destruction
We hemned up, livin the hand delt
We are trapped and facing the cards we were dealt in life
Hold port, trying not to get caught and pinned up
We must be careful and avoid getting caught and locked up
Live the same life, same drama, same trife
We continue to live the same life, filled with drama and strife
I be that same nigga, same trigga, same knife
I remain the same person, with the same tendency to use a gun or knife in dangerous situations
We been thru it, shit, we used to it
We have experienced a lot and are used to the tough life
Real shit, lot of my niggas, ain't lived thru it
Many of my friends have not made it through the rough life we live
Stare downs, throw downs and spent round
We have faced intense threats and conflicts, and have used up all our ammunition
Bent, don't remember how it quite went down
We have been in dangerous situations where we were not entirely sure of what happened
It's a flipside to every coin
For every choice we make, there are consequences
Every nigga gotta choice to make, which path he take
Everyone has a choice to make about which direction to take in life
It's a rough ride, cuz it's real on every side
Life is tough because there are real and dangerous threats from every direction
Folks lose they lives, suggest you choose wise
People die in our world, so we must make wise choices to stay alive
Can a grew rigid nigga from public school
Even someone who went to public school can become hardened and tough through life experiences
Caught beef, fucked bitches together, act a fool
We have done dumb and dangerous things together, like getting in fights and having sex with random women
As time goes on, he drift away
As we get older, some of us grow apart and take different paths
Can't move with a nigga, ain't goin your way
It's hard to stick with someone who is not following the same path as you
Now that's logic, middle of 'Merica, to the Projects
This is just how things work, whether you are in the middle of America or in the Projects
Birds of a feather always fly together
People with similar backgrounds and experiences tend to stick together
I'm trying to figure, how many more caps to peel
I'm wondering how many more people will die
'Fore ya bitches realize it's real
Before people realize how serious and dangerous this life really is
You better find your road, 'fore they lock and load
You need to find your path and stay out of trouble before dangerous people come after you
Cuz you die, after shots explode
If shots are fired, someone will most likely end up dead
Just never dawned on you, how we never fuck with you
You haven't realized that we don't associate with you or trust you
I stay conscious of men, who scream eaze but bring it the end
I'm wary of people who act cool and easygoing, but are actually dangerous and violent
We can take to the fist, fist lead to the semi
We can start with fighting, but it can escalate to using guns
Spit real life shit, make ya life shit
We speak truth about the tough life and how it can ruin your life
Reminisce on this steel ya earth just strike with
Remember the weapons you have used and the damage they have caused
Niggas that bust gats, niggas that car jack
People who use guns and people who commit carjackings
Any nigga livin trying to change were he at
Anyone living this life is trying to change their circumstances
I can die in this game on the grind slingin crack
I could die while selling drugs on the streets
Or die in this game gettin paid spittin raps
I could also die while making music and getting paid for it
Cuz you need muscle, shit a straight hustle
You need to be strong, and it's tough to make it in this life
Niggas in the streets see you bling, they wanna touch you
People in the streets are jealous of your wealth and want to rob you
Respect that? no nigga expect that
Don't expect anyone to respect your wealth or your success
Ain't shit to you to cap, niggas wanna get at
People will try to hurt or rob you without any hesitation
So I thug it out, this game turn it out
I tough it out and continue living this life, even though it's tough and dangerous
Same shit I hate, same shit I love about
I have a love-hate relationship with this life
It's a real thin line between death and life
It's easy to cross the line between living and dying in this dangerous lifestyle
Ain't no rules in this game, ain't no wrongs and rights
There are no clear-cut rules or morality in this life
I said I came up in this game
I grew up in this tough life
Struggled just to maintain
I've had a tough time just trying to survive
And I'm glad I'm here, whom should I fear
Despite the danger, I am glad to still be alive and don't fear anyone
Contributed by Cameron T. Suggest a correction in the comments below.