The Game

Craig G, Yeah, Listen, Uh It’s that real hip-hop man, listen As I look back on my life, with this mic I feel I have no reason at all to be uptight I been around the world got fans on every continent Not really concerned with being most dominant Craig G’s a name you can trust when rhymes are bust Having just a piece of the pie is fine with us Tryna keep the pie for yourself is pure gluttony I connect with fans floor level to the upper seats If It were up to me, every time I touch a beat I leave a little knowledge for your brain to live comfortably We’re tryna give that real hip-hop back to you Least be ourselves is what I figure we have to do I see to many kids imitating clowns that are just waiting around, chasing the crown If you do nothing else, remember these rhymes Craig G, Assembly Line, stay on our grind lets go No matter how much the game change its the same “Oh my goodness!” x 5 Everybody’s got a hater, that’s just the way life is Somebody that want’s you to join them in there crisis Kill your ambition and leave your dreams lifeless To me, success is revenge it feels priceless I ball up a tight fist Ignore the nay-sayers bench riders are the first ones to hate players Me, I don’t acknowledge, I just try and do my numbers, In the winter, I’m thinking about a wonderful summer Roll a 760 beamer, maybe 1 or 2 hummers Hire muscle that are quick to put a gun on you fronters Ok, I admit, I’m no longer about beef, Happy? Shining on the losers that doubt me That’s my motivation in life to get right At the bar, Popping champagne all night And If you do nothing, just remember these rhymes Craig G, Assembly Line, stay on the grind lets go No matter how much the game change its the same “Oh my goodness!” x 5 And I won’t stop, see the game turn sour A bunch of people that don’t like themselves in power The soul got absorbed with imaging and marketing It’s not about the music no more we in the dark again No matter what rapper turns into a travesty I wont rest till we get it back, don’t be mad at me That’s called resilience, matched with brilliance Whether you’re in a penthouse or tenement building Look, one stroke of genius could change your life Don’t throw away your dreams, hold onto ‘em tight There’s always somebody that says you can’t do it Tryna stop your movement have your whole life ruined We spit a jewel to keep your mind tuned in I’m ready for my close up get your lens zoomed in If nothing else, just remember these rhymes Craig G, Assembly Line, stay on the grind lets go