Why You Hate by The Game Lyrics
(Chorus Marsha Of FLoetry)
To everybody who knows my story
To all those who came before me
My time is now, i'm gonna do it all over again
Ain't nothin' new, but the changed
I'm still gonna do it my way
I still remain, so tell me why you hate the game?
Oh no oh no
So tell me why you hate the game?
Oh no no no
This time ill do it better just because
(Nas)
Y'all know who it is...
The streets named me Illmatic, for that I'm still at it..
Can't hate us....
Felling...
(Verse 1)
Vice behind me on the intersection
Sex and drugs, my anthology on perfection
Dress superb, admired by conspirers
Who wanna try me, but ain't high enough to four-five me up
Child of the eighties, y'all niggas is lazy
Complain about labour pains, n***a show me the baby
And my nigga Game, light another L, pass the bottle
Pro-black, I don't take cotton out of aspirin bottles
Yeah, I learnt my lessons, and heard y'all snitchin'
Witnessin' you rockin' with NaS, confirmed my suspicion
Green fatigues on, My niggas I bleed for 'em
I can show 'em the water, but can't make 'em drink it
And I can show 'em my fortunes but can't force 'em to think rich
And still at on bottom wondering if they sink quick
Ignore the ignorance, I rep the brilliance of Queensbridge
And pray to feds, let Murder Inc. live...
(Chorus Marsha Of FLoetry)
To everybody who knows my story
To all those who came before me
My time is now, i'm gonna do it all over again (some how)
Ain't nothin' new but the changed
I'm still gonna do it my way
I still remain, so tell me why you hate the game?
(The Game)
I don't talk about my guns, nigga I just blaze....
(Verse 2)
'Pac is watchin', Big is listenin'
While Pun talkin' to us, Jam Jay still spinnin'
To every nigga listenin'
I was supposed to be amongst kings, my Mom shouted out at my Christening
And while you still listenin', Shyne locked in a man hole
Cam got shot inside his lambo', example, life is a gamble
15 years old red rag around my hand, My sisters used to laugh and call me 'Rambo'
Seen Eazy's legacy melt away like a candle
I rekindled the flame
Dre created The Game
Nigga with attitude from the cloth I came
Young homie ate his way up from the bottom of the food chain
Keep the crown, clown, I rock an LA Dodger Fitted, showed my ass at Summer Jam but New York was down with it
Now the ball's in my court, never dribble out of bounds with it
Behind the back to Nas, he alley oop to Jigga, Nigga
(Chorus Marsha Of FLoetry)
To everybody who knows my story
To all who those came before me
My time is now, i'm gonna do it all over again (some how)
Ain't nothin' new but the change changed
I'm still gonna do it my way
I still remain, so tell me why you hate the game?
(The Game Verse 3)
Check it, Me and nasty puffin', this a classic, trust me
I even pas the dutchie to them niggas that don't love me
I'm talkin' niggas that never wanted to see me on top
Same niggas that never wanted to see the Doctor's Advocate drop, flop, I think not
I'll f**k you rap niggas like virgins
Dre took my training wheels off his curtains
I don't need no encore, no claps, no cheers
The Game ain't over, this the beginning of my career
The ending of yours, the endin of his
Like Flavor Flav's clock, I'm back to handle my biz
Nigga, it's Game Time, that was Dre's favorite line
Back when proof was in the booth and I recited his lines
And I still think about my nigga from time to time
Make me wanna call 50, and let him know what's on my mind
But I just hold back 'cause we ain't beefin' like that
He ain't Big, and I ain't Pac, and we just eatin off rap
One love.(echoe)
(Chorus Marsha Of FLoetry)
To everybody who knows my story
To all those who came before me
My time is now, i'm gonna do it all over again (some how)
Ain't nothin' new but the changed
I'm still gonna do it my way
I still remain, so tell me why you hate the game?
(Background singing)
(Just Blaze talking)
It ain't over
Ladies and gentleman
I go by the name of the one and only
Just Blaze...,
I got a couple of people in tha house with me
Usually we do this at the beginning
But we gonna do it in the end this time
I wanna take them to church real quick
So i need some help, i need some people of
I need 1500 enough to appair up with me
The wonderful talenty Marsha Ambrosius of Floetry
Aight yeah there we go
It's time to shine down them, we feel real good
Yo gonna do it to
So feel good, sing allong, clap allong, stomp along
Catch along holy ghost
If you ain't feelin' good, GOD willin'
By the end of this record we'll gonna change all that
Ayyoo, you ready?..(there it is)
Pass me them drum sticks(?)
Ay everybody please join in
If your life ain't good, you need to get it right
Take this opportunity to do so
And hmm
But let it do, what it do
Rest in Peace, George Elliot
HERE WE GO!
(Stil continue background singing)
(The Game)
I wanna thank everybody for coming out
God bless you
One love
Goodnight, or good day
If you on the other side of the glode
Yo Just we r on the move with this shit
Doctor's Advocate
See you on the third album
Hate it or love it.....
(Continue until background stops)
To everybody who knows my story
To all those who came before me
My time is now, i'm gonna do it all over again
Ain't nothin' new, but the changed
I'm still gonna do it my way
I still remain, so tell me why you hate the game?
Oh no oh no
So tell me why you hate the game?
Oh no no no
This time ill do it better just because
(Nas)
Y'all know who it is...
The streets named me Illmatic, for that I'm still at it..
Can't hate us....
Felling...
(Verse 1)
Vice behind me on the intersection
Sex and drugs, my anthology on perfection
Dress superb, admired by conspirers
Who wanna try me, but ain't high enough to four-five me up
Child of the eighties, y'all niggas is lazy
Complain about labour pains, n***a show me the baby
And my nigga Game, light another L, pass the bottle
Pro-black, I don't take cotton out of aspirin bottles
Yeah, I learnt my lessons, and heard y'all snitchin'
Witnessin' you rockin' with NaS, confirmed my suspicion
Green fatigues on, My niggas I bleed for 'em
I can show 'em the water, but can't make 'em drink it
And I can show 'em my fortunes but can't force 'em to think rich
And still at on bottom wondering if they sink quick
Ignore the ignorance, I rep the brilliance of Queensbridge
And pray to feds, let Murder Inc. live...
(Chorus Marsha Of FLoetry)
To everybody who knows my story
To all those who came before me
My time is now, i'm gonna do it all over again (some how)
Ain't nothin' new but the changed
I'm still gonna do it my way
I still remain, so tell me why you hate the game?
(The Game)
I don't talk about my guns, nigga I just blaze....
(Verse 2)
'Pac is watchin', Big is listenin'
While Pun talkin' to us, Jam Jay still spinnin'
To every nigga listenin'
I was supposed to be amongst kings, my Mom shouted out at my Christening
And while you still listenin', Shyne locked in a man hole
Cam got shot inside his lambo', example, life is a gamble
15 years old red rag around my hand, My sisters used to laugh and call me 'Rambo'
Seen Eazy's legacy melt away like a candle
I rekindled the flame
Dre created The Game
Nigga with attitude from the cloth I came
Young homie ate his way up from the bottom of the food chain
Keep the crown, clown, I rock an LA Dodger Fitted, showed my ass at Summer Jam but New York was down with it
Now the ball's in my court, never dribble out of bounds with it
Behind the back to Nas, he alley oop to Jigga, Nigga
(Chorus Marsha Of FLoetry)
To everybody who knows my story
To all who those came before me
My time is now, i'm gonna do it all over again (some how)
Ain't nothin' new but the change changed
I'm still gonna do it my way
I still remain, so tell me why you hate the game?
(The Game Verse 3)
Check it, Me and nasty puffin', this a classic, trust me
I even pas the dutchie to them niggas that don't love me
I'm talkin' niggas that never wanted to see me on top
Same niggas that never wanted to see the Doctor's Advocate drop, flop, I think not
I'll f**k you rap niggas like virgins
Dre took my training wheels off his curtains
I don't need no encore, no claps, no cheers
The Game ain't over, this the beginning of my career
The ending of yours, the endin of his
Like Flavor Flav's clock, I'm back to handle my biz
Nigga, it's Game Time, that was Dre's favorite line
Back when proof was in the booth and I recited his lines
And I still think about my nigga from time to time
Make me wanna call 50, and let him know what's on my mind
But I just hold back 'cause we ain't beefin' like that
He ain't Big, and I ain't Pac, and we just eatin off rap
One love.(echoe)
(Chorus Marsha Of FLoetry)
To everybody who knows my story
To all those who came before me
My time is now, i'm gonna do it all over again (some how)
Ain't nothin' new but the changed
I'm still gonna do it my way
I still remain, so tell me why you hate the game?
(Background singing)
(Just Blaze talking)
It ain't over
Ladies and gentleman
I go by the name of the one and only
Just Blaze...,
I got a couple of people in tha house with me
Usually we do this at the beginning
But we gonna do it in the end this time
I wanna take them to church real quick
So i need some help, i need some people of
I need 1500 enough to appair up with me
The wonderful talenty Marsha Ambrosius of Floetry
Aight yeah there we go
It's time to shine down them, we feel real good
Yo gonna do it to
So feel good, sing allong, clap allong, stomp along
Catch along holy ghost
If you ain't feelin' good, GOD willin'
By the end of this record we'll gonna change all that
Ayyoo, you ready?..(there it is)
Pass me them drum sticks(?)
Ay everybody please join in
If your life ain't good, you need to get it right
Take this opportunity to do so
And hmm
But let it do, what it do
Rest in Peace, George Elliot
HERE WE GO!
(Stil continue background singing)
(The Game)
I wanna thank everybody for coming out
God bless you
One love
Goodnight, or good day
If you on the other side of the glode
Yo Just we r on the move with this shit
Doctor's Advocate
See you on the third album
Hate it or love it.....
(Continue until background stops)