1.Game Face
2.Go Cat Go
Say it takes two to tango
But a crew to bang, yo
Superstar shootout
Overtime at durango
Clear out／the box out
Practice at the range - yo
Get the d to step back
Unless they be deranged, dough
Rae me fa so la ti dough
The chiza／rarely do missa
Money earner isa
Barn burner
Highlighted by the headturner
Every step you take
Televised by ted turner
Tbs and tnt
Sunday drain the tray
But drew the foul on nbc
Ain't no stoppin me
I told yall
I close the door on the series
Swept but they ain't here me
In case you forgot
This shot is hot
Boo yoww
Like stuart on the scott
Haves and have not
Go cat go
Let the legend grow
Game it like you game it
Better let em all know
1 for the chiza
2 for the flow
3 to get the heads ready
Go cat go
Go cat go
Go cat go
High and down low
Do it like you did
On the brother wit the fro
Good job baby
Get the crowd crazy
Put that finger up at the section ladies
Scream c'mon scream
At the chisa and the cream
Raised up in brooklyn
But be ballin down in queens
White man's burden
Be a black man's dream
Badge over troubled green
Be a triple team
Suits and ties
See the envy in the eyes
Controllin guys while the
Buyers lie about the size
High priced adonises
Unkept promises
Boxscore forgets all the no name threats
Puttin numbers up
To get them numbers up
Keep bouncin
But whos countin？
1 for the chiza
2 for the flow
3 to get the heads ready
Go cat go
Go cat go
Go cat go
High and down low
Do like you did
On the brother
With the fro
Go cat go
Let the legend grow
Game it like you game it
Better let em all know
Go cat go
Let a player know
Coney island style
Before you go pro
3.He Got Game
If man is the father of the son
Is the center of the earth
In the middle of the universe
Why is this verse comin
Six times rehearsed
Don't freestyle much so
I write em like such
Amongst the fiends
Controlled by the screens
What does it all mean
All this shit i'm seein
Human beings scream vocal javelins
Signs of a local nigga unravelin
My wandering
Got my ass wondering
Where christ is
In all this crisis
Hatin satan
Never knew what nice is
Check the papers
While i bet on isis
More than your eye can see
And ears can here
Year by year
All the sense disappears
Nonsense perseveres
Prayers laced wit fear
Beware
2 triple 0 is near
Damn was it somethin i said
Pretend you don't see
So you turn your head
Race scared of it's shadow
Does it matter？
Thought areparations
Got em playin wit the population
Nothing to lose
Everythings approved
People used
Even murders excused
White men in suits
Don't have to jump
Still theres 1001 ways
To lose wit the shoes
God takes care of ol folks and fools
While the devil takes care
Of makin the rules
Folks don't even own themselves
Payin mental rent
To corporate president
1 outta 1 million residents
Be a dissident
Who ain't kissin it
The politics of chains and whips
Got the sick
Missin chips and championships
What's love got to do
Wit what you got
Don't let a win get to your head
Or a loss to your heart
Nonsense perseveres
Prayers heed wit fear
Beware
2 triple o is near
It might feel good
Sound a lil somethin
Damn the game
If it don't mean nuttin
What is game who got game
Where's the game
In life
Behind the game
Behind the game
I got game
She got game
We got game
They got game
He got game
That millenium
Just be killin em
Scary
Like lies buried in the library
When did a state pen
Correct anything
When piles of us
Still be catchin the bus
When stacks of cats
Packin laundry mats
Paid the preachers back
But where the teachers at？
I ain't even gotta ask it
As who's underpaid and
Fouled at the basket
I can't blame the envy
At who gettin the benjis
And takin grants for granted
Last i checked pyramids
Wasn't built like projects
Or on government checks
Modern day thugs
Ain't got no guts
Pardon the expression
Under governor nuts
Last time in a church
Be the last time in a church
Dead pledged alliance
To many cd's and movies
Leaving reality
Believing fantasy
Bleedin fatalities
Too many formalities
Prayers laced wit fear
Beware
2 triple o is here
4.House Of The Rising Sun
Look around
What do you see
Can you see what i can see
Hard to live without we
Catchin hell without he
Phenomenons, phenoms and prodigys - huh
20,000 maniacs just gotta be
Human highlight flicks
They wanna be
Hobbys turned to robberys
They killin me
The gun didn't know i was loaded
Devil attempts to get heroes railroaded
Stole the ball from lost souls
For whom the final bell tolls
Confused wit moses in street clothes
I suppose he the one wit cornrows
Blessed to do this
Outside jay
Do you know the way to the aba
One on one
He just begun
Come to the house
Of the rising son
I ain't one of these
Programmed cats
Just off the black
Where the shot clock at
Don't back me if i come
Wit milky raps
Smack me if i rhyme on
Silky tracks
Takes a nation to get back - huh
Mike sometimes the opposite
Of watcha like
I'm tired of taps within
Sometimes your brain's your cell
Prisons the skin you in
Gettin change beyond the point
Blank range
Combined wit the cross it's gettin over strange
Here comes the son
But who's gonna stop
The rain
5.Is Your God A Dog
Crosstown traffic
Black to black
You should a seen 'er
Long and winding road to the arena
Crystal ball
I prophesized
What was on the horizon
Forewarned yall
Is it any wonder
What kind of ground you goin under
A september ender
To march madness remember？
You never heard a murder
Take for example
Unsolved mystery
Life lost in a funk sample
Enter the bandwagons
Braggin hangin banners
Clearin the way for younger mcs
And new hammers
What was criticized six years back
Is now back
With new york on the jersey front and back
Feel like tiger woods
Got madd goods
Way up from the cheap seats
Comin outta the hood
Race to the black seats
Amongst the wack seats
Be the hardcore
Alongside the deadbeats
The world lookin on
Like spectators
At crucified gladiators
Feels like a jungle inside
Where fish swim birds fly
Man got a tendency to die
Man falls to the hands of man
But damn if i'll ever try
To survive at courtside
Four tickets to fly
Rap or play ball do the game
Or duck the drive by
Same league that defends
Be the same ones that do us in
Spys
Cia - fbi
And them suits in that
Corporate sky
Eye for an eye
The target is the bad guy
Heard the war is on
From the announcer
Bound to get the crowd
Bouncin
Yes and it counts and
In this corner representin the
Best in the west
Died from four bullets
Two in the chest
Worshipped on the other side
Of tv sets
Had madd fans
Comin outta both sex
Sold, multi platinum
Eight times gold
But died of homicide
Twenty five years old
Heard he died in debt too
I ain't seen a winner yet, you？
The confused crowd boos
The move__________
In that corner
Number one in the east
The peace cursed for life
By the mark of the beast
Raised by peeps rode jeeps
Deep in brooklyn beats
Praised as a hero
Who came up off the streets
The crowd looks on
Claimin sides they don't own
A house built up on
Their skulls and bones
Knew it be a matter of time
The play by play
Two rappers slain
Main
So let us pray
Wit all the gunnin
Crowd goin crazy
Gettin bigger
Proud to be called a bunch
Bitches and niggas
The ghetto stage fulla
Field nigga goals
Hip hop shoot outs vs those house negros
Five bodies got on the shot clock
Runnin down in the count made
The scoreboard rock
The referees the lapd
The lvpd
Said they couldn't catch
What they couldn't see
Question
Was it bigger than the names
Not only in the game
But the game behind the game
Down to the remaining
Seconds of this record
Anatomy of a murder
Intensity of a mystery
Dead and gone
As the heads looked on
Helpless
As the atmosphere preyed on
Investigating
And the winner be
Interscope／uni arista／bmg
Lost in overtime
Da tombstone trophy for people that ______
The rhymes that died
Beats that deceased
_____best
Rest in peace
Chorus
Rainy days from stormy nights
Though the stars shined
Days were bright
That was then this is now
That was them this is how
Rainy days from stormy nights
Though the stars shined
Days were bright
Live and die by the sword
Come playoff time
Is your lord a god
Or is your god a dog？
6.Politics Of The Sneaker Pimps
On the outs i lace up, the world i face up
To score on anybody, its war on everybody
The new guys come in blood shot between the eyes
As long as their sellin that merchandise
And one what goes in don't come back
The color may be green but its also black
And red i know many heads that spent bloodshed
Cursed in converses, dead in pro keds
Now every tom, dick, harry or joe smith
Skip the spauldings, pony's, and k-swiss
High school and college coaches gettin
Kickbacks from scholarships and them slave ships
Hey dr. j where you got those moves
Was it gettin high in the schools
Can it be the shoes？
Truth is truth, i tear the fuckin roof off the house
Expose them foes with my mouth
I see corporate hands up in foreign lands
With the man behind the man gettin paid behind the man
I hold the rocket stop the hand in my pocket
200 a pair but i'm addicted to the gear
They'll make me do things on the court to amaze ya
I heard they make em for a buck 8 in asia
They came a long way baby since
Clyde frazier had pumas, pullin mad consumers
Them filas i'm feelin but i cant touch the ceiling
Them new balance hits 120 million
The last thing i need is adidas terminatin my contract
For wearing those old pair of wack
Reebok low tops covered up by floppy socks
Gave me a jump shot before i got jumped and shot
Duckin a word from my sponsor
Trying to end my year like kwaanza
Been paid since the 8th grade
11th grader, pop the champagne
12th grade start the campaign
Gettin fame sign my name in the dotted frame
Nike got me pullin re's and g's
Shit, i can get shot for these
Please god give me 20 more years on these knees
To maintain without this game i gotta do keys
And i don't wanna go there because its fuckin everywhere
Factories wanna be me kids wanna see me
Behind the wheels and endorsement deals
Its the politics and the tricks behind the kicks
7.Resurrection
The credit belongs to the team who's in the arena whose faces
are marred by dust, sweat and blood who knows the great
enthusiasm the great devotions and spends themselves in a worthy
cause who a
T if they win, know the thrills of high achievement and if they
fail at least they fail while daring greatly, so that their
place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know
neither
Ry nor defeat...
8.Shake Your Booty
Uh, uh, keep it goin
Yea, whatever
Now, now, now
Now this is that fly shit, the do or die shit
Made shit, platinum shit that make you so sick
Flavor flav ？time ticks, just count the six to eight figures？
？ shut em down at the ritz
Thinkin of grits, kibbles 'n bits, now i'm in the mix
Flav be doin just like this
Off the meat rack, got my money stacked
Blow out your back, no fakin jacks
Kid relax, honey i shrunk the kids
Flipped your wig, on top of the world like 'pac and big
Flavor flav still stay jig
Takin a swing, knock you out like shannon briggs
Up on your block, money bustin out my socks
Yo i'm in it for life, i'm takin a piece of the rock
Flavor flav got a lot, so you know i can't stop
In ninety-eight i'm livin on large estates boy!
Chorus： ＊sung＊
Flavor flav shake yo' booty
Get rich, do your dance, it's your duty
Stack paper, and let's get crazy
Throw your hands in the air then be swayze
(repeat 2x)
Check out my girls, check out my girls
Sing that shit g, sing that shit g!
Give me the night, like george benson
And have fun, this jam is number one
We gonna party til it's done, me and dr
Goin real far
In a black car, fat two-seater
Rich like kedar, on my def jam's
Let's see how the ball bounce
I'ld lampin, so you know i can't fall
From strong island, still buckwhylin, stylin
Profilin, eatin at city island
Now you know the real score, flavor's raw
Catch me on tour, makin mad moves for sure
Hittin chicks like galore, we're gonna dance
Til we shake the floor, i know you party people want more
Chorus
Word up yo
Ha ha, tsk tsk tsk
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, ha hah
Ohh shit, sing it y'all!
(shake it) c'mon, sing it!
(shake it, shake it like ya want) sing it again, c'mon!
(shake it) let em hear you
(shake it, shake it like ya want) yo this is fly, it's fly, it's
fly
(shake it) yo it's blazin
(shake it, shake it like ya want) all this shit is hot
(shake it) hot hot hot!
(shake it, shake it like ya want) hot hot hot hot!!!
First of all, flav never get stuck
Still wear my jewels that's trunk
Can't mess with the cash that's bad enough tryin to set me up
Get me messed up in the game, what's my name？
Watch me flame to the billboard spot
I'm hot hot hot, on mtv bet
The way you see me, v.i.p.
Don't try to make history
Stay loyal to fam p.e., ？
Nigua, burn your face with a ciggerua
Chorus 2x
Yeah that's right, two-zero-zero-zero
I know it's hot son, it's blazin
We gon' take this shit
We gon' flip it to the moon
Yaknowhati'msayin？ and we gonna flip it off the moon
Back to new york, and flip it down broadway
Yaknowhati'msayin？ all the way down to hot 97
And we gock it like this, like this yaknowhati'msayin？
Terminator x!!
Ha hah, let me hear that one more time, one more time
Terminator x!!
One more time, one more time, terminator x!
9.Sudden Death(Interlude)
10.Super Agent...he Is What He Is
Sold ／ black gold
One strong buck
To the milwaukee bucks
For a million bucks
Just get em off the street
So he don't get bucked
Super agent to rescue
So he won't get fucked
Ya run nigger run
To the auction block
But you can't pledge alliegance
To the block
This buck right here
The right kind a stock
For sale for passin
The right kind a rock
Auctioneer stern to massa falk
Can a nigga go home
Where he used to walk
Come back but super agent
Said you can't talk
I didn't know basketball had a balk
The buck run laps
While they run craniums
Players be drainin em
Owners be claimin em
Super agents framin em
Then nicknamin em
Tra win their ass
To be packin them stadiums
In the players ear
Word for word verbatim
Super agent got em locked
Coaches be hatin em
Super agent wouldn't even
Come in my hood
If i had no skills
Was wack and no good
In my neck of the woods
The leagues concrete
And one can only dream about wood
Yeah deal the grade
Let the bills get paid
Pay respect to the projects
And the half-court rejects
Scholarship save that college
Shit
Them championships
Don't pay for the head trips
Fuck the trophy
Find the loot
Then approach me
Land of milk and honey
Can i get a quickness
To the money
Or a witness four ______ years
I ain't wit this
Hell with the ncaa ____ ／ because
My super agents paid
With his dollars i can buy a fuckin college
Miss the rah rah campuses
And keep the school buses
Lookin who's lovin ya
Goin for the jugular
They know they can't
Contain me on the regular
Pimps, pushers
Pocketbook guzzler
Would you pardon my father
Mr. governor
Thought he had it made
Dreamin about a trade
The thanks we get
Put the roof on this bitch
Dark side of the room
When he jumped the broom
Super agent got this player
Nine-figure wages
Back of sports pages
Off ghetto stages
Shootin sleepin pills
And runnin to the hills
Starmaker makin stars
Hockin burgers and cars
Superstar
How you get to where you are
Chorus
Chillin off the court
See the nigga got bought
Got kicked out the sport
Unseen hand made em
Kiss the ass of the man
One cursed the flag
Everybody ran
Super agent where are you now？
Have you found another brother
To be your cow
Cause you fumbled my shit
And dropped the ball
You won't even answer my call
Bridge
Can i get a chance
If i don't sing or dance
Write about romance
Or wear short pants
So i rave and rant
You can't say i can't
Get my grants
Col chillin in a b boy stance
11.Unstoppable
Krs-one verse
What do you want
What do you need
What will you find
Don't be afraid
Don't fall asleep
Open ya mind
I hope this rhyme
Gets you in time and space
Come to a different place
Where you here spiritual
Lyrical knowledge
In your face...to face
Like welfare
In these rappers lyrics
They need help there
Does krs represent heaven
Hell yeah
Let me take you elsewhere
Where you stand there's
A curse there, for sure
Unless your mature
Grow up if you're immature
Then ya livin sinister
Your reject the words
Of the minister
You better get wit your
Koran or bible
You won't be livin long
If ya livin idle
The teacha that's my title
Shakin it up wakin it up
Makin it up breakin it up
Taken it up higher no liar
You can't deny tha public enemy
With the public enema
I get's way up in buttock
My stuff rock i rocks cause
This hip hop
The long laster
Chuck d wit blast murderer
I know you heard a
The word i be swirvin and servin ya
Alert ya while splurt the
Divine speech
Slow the party down so
I can spi-dit to each i teach
Mystic lyric don't stop
Git it git it you betta hear it
Battle？ quit it
Chorus
Unstoppable
Public enemy on the disc
Unstoppable
Runnin the game
Chuck and chris
Unstoppable
Bet you didn't know they had griff
Unstoppable
You don't wanna take the risk
Chuck verse
Can a black headed stepchild
Run da mile
Forever like a juvenile
To stay alive
Survivin in a freestyle
Yo hold it down
Walkin on the wildside
To live and die
Damn another slow song
Yo money put the record
Back the fuck on
No respect for the usual suspects
Madd teens pourin fire
On the gasoline
The beat fiends
Feelin like fever i'm gettin warm
Chalkmarks in the rainstorm
Children of the gone
Lost and forgotten minds rotten
The arcade shot em
Channel zero on
The tv got em
If you don't love yourself
You can't love nobody
If you don't know yourself
Then you nobody
Do your thing no bang
In the same damn gang
I never sang i'm back
But i transcend slang
Silence in the face
Of violent crews
My rhymes and news be
Blacker than most blues
Troublin it all come tumblin
For the strugglin
Occupations
Daily operation
Stimulations
Causin mental violation
Minds on vacation
In the middle of revelations is a nation
12.War At 33 1／3
Shocklee - sadler - ridenhour
War at 33 1／3
Haven't you heard
I got quick and clever
At the level of a scientist
With this list my fist pumps chumps
And don't miss
Sorry majority grudgin' against the enemy
And any other nigger wit an attitude see
And any other rapper whose a brother
Who try to speak to one another
Gets smothered by the other kind
No so divine so i heard it thru the grapevine
Sent the feds out to get mine
Time yo-yo to go bronco in 90-91
Laughin' while they're searchin' for my 98
Accelerate the race from the chase
Looka my face
It ain't hate but they don't want a debate
To take great
Can i live my life without 'em treatin'
Every brother like me like we're holdin'
A knife alright time to smack uncle sam
Don't give a damn, look at the flag
My bloods a flood
Without credit
Black and close to the edit
I fed it, you read it, just remember who said it
War at 33 1／3 not really live
I rather do it at 45
Went west in the quest for my intelligence
Climbed a fence took a teacher on
Ain't seen him since, hence he winced
And convinced that the black
Was back revolving to a renaissance
Bronze to gold i told felt bold
Taught a so called teacher our role
In civilizin' the whole globe
Banned unplanned as i said
I don't break down religion why？
There ain't a smidgen for a pigeon
Nature for bird, dog, worm or lion
So my question to man is
So why the lyin'
God's law i saw is natural factual
Only man creates a waste
Defiance in his haste
Based on scheme a scam
From some mastermind damn if we read it
And we see it and still be blind
No need to search a fake church
Evangelical, huster
Anglo taxin' to muscle ya
Check i wreck you guess yes
All the bullshit now that's progress
13.What You Need Is Jesus
Now here's the pop
Turn around jumper
Hits the rim
Bounce away
The new slave trade
Man child
6 feet 5
But juvenile
Thin line between gettin bucks
And gettin wild
Brooklyn style
100,000 miles
Parquet tiles
Leavin ankles broke in a pile
Son gotta ticket to fly
He can make it if he try
To the sky like a coney island ride
Gettin pages from his super agent
Community rages
At the clout
Of the cagers
No doubt
Center stages, madd phases
Front behind crazes
Flippin thru the faces
Paper chases
Love in many places
Pros and cons／flict between the races
He hold the rock
Cold from sweat shops
Gone the set shot
Replaced by sex shops
The highest bidder
No room for the quitter
Game seven tickets
Under counterfeiters
3 cities a week
Droppin needles like the black beatles
Take heed／what you need is
Chorus
Track my pitch up
Never switch up
Smacked the back ups
Packed them pick ups
Ressurection of the two-man vocal section
The spirit in your dark ass direction
Duckin them spray ups
On my way
What i thought be lay ups
War under battle boards
A thousand one push ups
Here marks the return of them
Roosevelt rough riders risin
Chargin hard／from the point guard
Watch what you pray for
But know the team that you play for
Need i say more
Scared of the ressurection
Sacrifice yall
Maybe the revolution is basketball
Changes
Generanges which means
Rearranged generations
Stuck on playstations
Them the new plantations
I said a million heads
Waitin for another nations
To make your world be free
No shoppin sprees
Ain't no stoppin me
Heres da feed not the weed
Got the seed...god speed
....what you need is
Chorus
Sticky d
Give you fits／ on them
Turnaround
Hypocrits
Comin and goin like flicks
Hear them nets rip
At the butcher
Gettin all the chips
Musta been a road trip
Against the knicks
On tv
Showcasin kicks
Must be the fame
Cause his video
Gettin all the chicks
Woke on a replay on monday
Sports center highlights
Last second steal
Keep em real
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