The game is hard coar Never know when the winning card is at your door Takin chances to finish it but you still placed poor Because your last card in SPADES is on the floor Inching closer And it's a "2" Which means "you" The number of your gang has just been reduced In BLACKJACK that's "7+8+9" ......you busted and the dealer just beat you Click Clock.....that's the barrow of the next player...he wants his money from you But you ain't got non so it's your face........sorry boo you through So get your crew Cause it's a battle tonight and in the game it includes you You got some choices though....I expect you to TUNK OUT Cause if you don't my boy Jimmy gon' take you out You must not pout You choose to play.....and when you lose I'm not gon' shout Cause I'm the winner and your face will lose a mouth Cause it's a game baby And don't take this so easy But just because I'm a lady I play well and when I'm finish you're be cryin' " Lord Save Me." The Game The Game The Game The Game It's my game baby!!!! Mike and Ike These are the people who didn't play right They're dead today....they're not in sight Mike was a hussler at night A family man in day that couldn't fight Stole from the wrong people and got his head blown out of sight Now he sleeping with the stars so bright You feel me right? Ike Man, that was my man But he stole from my boys hand And my boy took his name brands When that wasn't enough to can He shout him in the heart.....but it didn't go as planned He was still alive so he cut off his hand But in the game it's man for man And your hand Better be well planned Cause if it ain't......you'll be the next to leave this land Faster than you can get up to ran So what do you plan In This game This game This game This game? Sure most think they can win But when that last card is pin That wish becomes "THEN" And the present is wishes of a friend Or at least next of kin You feel me? The game is played by the most fearless It can be drug dealers, doctors, or the moneyless But when you lose you know you lifeless You can't protest Because you choose to take that test And it would be unjust To even think of gettin' up cause it's much less opportunity for you in case You forgot YOU IN A MESS cause you played the game the game the game the game the game WRONG!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have lost count of how many of my black people played the game wrong And I can count the number of us on one hand that still remain strong Some where along The way We detoured and strayed Into a never winning game that because of us has remained until this day It has taken almost of all us but STILL I pray That someone will read this poem and stay away from this game that generation after generation have tended to play And go out of the world the RIGHT way The game until this day Increases the death rate Determines my peoples own fate But STILL like fools we play the game the game the game the game!!!!!!!!!!!! Morning after morning we wake To news reports of all my homies lives it takes BANG!!!!! BANG!!!!!!! BANG!!!!! that's the sound the weapons makes And time after time I found my OWN game to be at stake All it took though was me to see my own fate And stand up to this game straight And realize that tha hard coar game doesn't pay I transferred all my hate Into a route to a career that pays But still I lay And wonder what they the ones still in the game think they will achieve may God bless them way Pass what I could pray I pray They find a way out the game out the game out the game out the game!!!!!!!!!!!!!! CAUSE THE GAME WILL KILL YA FO SHO' !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!