The Game

The Game - LetterTo Te King (Ft Nas)

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[Sample from Memoirs of the Traveler" by The Jaggerz]

[The Game]

Second floor my hotel im rollin up bout to blaze

And zone out to this Frankie Beverly and Maze

As our days about to pass 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 f**kin glass

Id rather find the first fountain I can and do it fast

Didn’t understand a dream of a king now do the math

Coincidentally on your birthdays I ditched the class

Cuz the younger me, dumber me was chasin the cash

Chasin the ass, low life with his face in the grass

Ridin home from school in front of the bus

Not even thinking bout how Rosa Parks done it for us

How she stayed behind bars and she done it for us

And she stayed behind bars till 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 Scotts face

Cuz Sometimes I wanna give up or at least take a break

That’s when I close my eyes and see Coretta Scotts face….

[Sample]

[Nas]

Uh

Word up Game

Standing at the pue panoramic view of the seating

Greeting, I’ve been meaning to do me some letter reading, to the King

He forever breathing your messages never leaving

Some of your homies, phonies I should say it when I see them

Them sleazy bastards, some greedy pastors, jerks

Some should never be allowed in Ebenezer Baptist Church, in Atlanta

Some people be patient I know this ghetto grammar

But im a street dude normally I just speak rude

Martin Luther, the martyr, the trooper, hate killed him

Noble peace prize winner they duplicate the feelin

As a kid I aint relate really, I was sayin Dreams speech jokingly

Till your world awoken me

First I thought your were passive, soft one who ass kissed

I was young to be honest, I was feelin Mohamed

I aint even know the strength you had to have to march

You was more than just talk you were the first real Braveheart

We miss you

Feels like King be in me sometimes…

[Sample]

[The Game]

The word nigger is nothing like nigga

Don’t sound shit alike like Game like Jigga

One came before the other like aim and pull the trigga

One is slang for my brotha, one is hang and take a picture

The rope aint tight enough, he still alive go fix it

Pour some gasoline on him, call his daughters black bitches

Make him pick cotton, while they momma clean up the kitchen

The 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

Cuz when it rains it pours I need Rihannas umbrella

For Coretta Scotts tear drops

When she got the phone call that the future just took a f**kin head shot

I wonder why Jesse Jackson didn’t catch him before his body dropped

Would he give me the answer? Probably not

[Sample]

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