[DMX] In the name of Jesus, let us pray: Father we thank you for waking us up this morning. We thank you for surrounding us with your guardian angels
FATHER YOU GIVE US POWER TO SPEAK THE WORD FATHER YOU SAY WE HAVE BUT TO ASK WITH A SINCERE HEART AND IT WILL BE SO WE THANK YOU FOR THIS SPOKEN WORD
nuthin' but a gangsta party And I'll make sure ain't a nigga survivin' Shoot up the ambulance, make sure it ain't a nigga there to revive him And The Game
We got factors out in the ditch where they smackin' a bitch I got homies out in the Bronx where they bustin' at cops It ain't no game with the underground
serum I'm deadly as bite venom but I'm far from a snake I'll hit you up on your birthday while you cuttin your cake [Chorus: The Game] We gangsters nigga
beginnin' Only son by our mother, no brothers, only sisters by this one Every time I kissed one I missed one, let me explain Eight years before the game
Game, y'knahmean? Young nigga up outta Compton mayne, y'knahmsayin'? This 2002, we gon' see what it do mayne Y'knahmean? Yarra Now everybody wanna know the truth about a nigga named Game
You can catch five, or catch me in the CL-5 Whatever way dog, The Game get live Keepin it gangsta in a P D fitted velour Late night I'm in Dublin's and
Game Yo yayo think he hot but on the real he not, 50 think he nice but realli he lik suga and spice, buck think he the one but he onlii carry a water
my young nigga the Game and the homie Bluechip Blacksox oh boy! hooked up wit Gelo records puttin this shit together my nigga! It aint a nigga in the game
pay me man It's a new day, same team, I'm still the ghost Big crib, jet skis and boats, listen close take notes Mink coats and diamond clusters West coast
to blow this bitch Niggaz work hard in the game so they notice this, what We 'bout to blow this bitch Niggaz work hard in the game so they notice this
want the kid then you gotta pay this pimpin' a fee And ain't no champagne left, so let's toast 'gnac Sky baller and Game 'bout to bring the West coast
known as Compton mayne Get my young homey The Game, y'knahmean? Young nigga up outta Compton mayne, y'knahmsayin? This 2002, we gon' see what it do mayne Y'knahmean? Yarra [The Game
't a nigga there to revive him And the Game ain't tryin to win, fuck the awards So keep that little-ass horn, and that Neil Armstrong nigga [Chorus] [The Game
then you gotta pay this pimpin a fee And ain't no champagne left, so let's toast 'gnac Sky baller and Game 'bout to bring the West coast back I'm on
: (feat. JT) [The Game] You can catch five, or catch me in the CL-5 Whatever way dog, the Game get live Keepin it gangsta in a P.D. fitted velour Late
