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Name Of The Game Lyrics - Reflection Eternal - Dj Hi-tek

Persistance, dedication 

Consistant, motivation, resistance to stagnation 

Of information, distribute it free to the entire population 

No hesitation, makin it public 

No privitazation from corporations 

Today in order to be sane you gotta go crazy so remain 

On top of the game, and master your universe like you was he-man 

See me and hi tek knock you out de frame 

While I'm stimulatin de brain 

In de "train of thought" that's the name 

Of the reflection eternal lp man! 

Ain't nuttin new except organic produce that means that's free range 

You might see me on mtv, bet, or still up on the d-train 

It's just everybody else be seemin strange in they approach 

I see these guys and read they eyes 

Need to disguise and so I cloak 

Into a cloud of smoke, I brown a roach 

To keep myself from soundin loc' 

Destroy they hopes of hatin 

Don't move aboard before they rock the boat 

Yo it's not the dope 

These snakes will come in peace to slit your throat 

Give you compliments, with a promise yet 

To get me heated and provoke me 

To be rockin shit, shove apocalypse 

Down your esophagus so swallow that 

Guess what you could be coppin that 

N'kiru books for fifteen dollars flat 

Cats who spit knowledge on tracks 

And get bumped out the back of impalas and cadillacs 

All my live cincinatti bearcats holla back 

Tomorrow they gonna wanna borrow raps like 

"c'mon black, I'll pay you back" 

I ain't no lyrical atm even though I'm nice and I'm a mack 

Better believe that, leave that crack alone 

And you see that there microphone 

Ain't no place to work your self-esteem issues 

Do that shit when you alone! 

Nigga you is grown, why is you still suckin on that pacifier 

Quickly call that ass a liar, exposin you's my last desire 

Olympic skills so pass the fire 

I roll with niggas that match attire 

Black aware, that's filled with gas 

But rollin on, flat ass tires 

Yeah, yo hehehe, yo, yo yo yo 

Yo I got a special guest 

Lil' baby tone tone, tell 'em what's up 

Yo we bout to be, tell 'em peace out tone 

{peace out} yeah word word baby tone, what? 

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