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Same Team, No Games lyrics
Let the games begin
Let the games begin
Let the games begin
Let the games begin
Yo, do the knowledge to the master build the blow and the spliff
The new millennium, hide them a beef
Gotta watch what I say to you niggaz so I calm my patience
'Cause the shit ain't really pass the statue of limitations
The streets still holler about how strong I am
Niggaz I hurt still holler about how wrong I am
As a little nigger broke, thinking soda and coke
Had me amazed how my steady hand kept in the flow
Let it sit, cool and heart lit, hit the set cool and heartless
In front of the store projects, as long as I made a profit
I see you eying me, you fire escape diary
Filled with pages of episodes and shying me
Non-believer my hammer for hire
Hit yo ass so close that your coke will catch fire
Dog the stakes are dyer, I'm no liar
Hold the court and the street beef 'cause I got pride
Same team no games, these chicks I blow brains
Rap-a-lot soul train the corners rocking cocaine
Got no shame trying to blow these figures
Headquarters left he ain't gone he still with us
Not in the physical through us he live
I can seen him with big l, Pun, Pac and Big
Watching over the kid like dear shed the waist over
And yelling, ether, blowout, and takeover
I'm the truth, give you proof and your video shoot
Pull them candors on you while them cameras on you
How you love that don't want to blow with Staxx
So go ahead dumb up, make me car crumb up
It's the Militia? Y'all niggaz don't know about I
Got me heated, frustrated about to blow my high
Me and Benz blazing, rave got the gauze raising
Sick of talking about it, niggaz ain't on my weight lift
Whenever we stand together, down for whatever
Divided we get at you from more angles
Gang Starr forbid, N Y G's same team no games
Love is love fame one in the same
Corny style, niggers act strange going against the grain
Don't want to see us on top of our thing, we adapt to change
Fame, fortune and material game, flow stay natural unrestrained
Let me explain, niggers don't get it until you set it to flame
Subject them to pain, make them respect
The name, the set you rep, connects you get stay ready to bang
Steps ahead of competitors that'll test your aim
H. Staxx shoot back splat dang your brain
My foundation bust gats spread there's your brain
Fuck with mine, spat not take the blame
Play it for keeps, we came to win
Yo, I'm the jerry rice to this, much too nice to quit
And just so you know, we never liked you kid
'Cause you ain't wanna let niggers eat
So I'm gonna convene with my team before
We gotta let the trigger speak
'Cause nowadays y'all rappers are carbon copies
Your paws are sloppy, still it's hard to stop me
Especially when I connect with my man, rep for my fam
We taking back the rest of our land
And we don't really care if they say you are the shit
They playing your hits we about to make our way in this biz
And let's see if the gimmick last until the next season
In a flash, take your stupid ass out, give me the next reason
Flip for my peoples here, spit for my peoples here
Yeah, time to get rich with my peoples here
Cut of a snake's head, then we break bread
Same team, no games you underground trying to fake dead
Let the games begin
Let the games begin
Let the games begin
Let the games begin
Part of these releases
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- Track 6 on The Ownerz: The Instrumentals Disc 2
- 5 Riot Akt
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