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Valuable Game Lyrics - 7th Deadly Sin - Ice T

This song is dedicated to my man 

Tupac Shakur, rest in peace 

Notorious B.I.G., rest in peace 

And all my other homies that have died 

In the madness called street life 

Rest in peace 

 

I'ma straight up G, let's not pretend 

Dedicated to, all of my friends 

On the East and the West Coast 

Gotta let this drama go 

 

Nineteen eighty six, deep in the mix 

Me and my team out for cream and jewel-liks 

The faster, the better, blood, leather, the baby sledge 

Case hitters me, I'm the point man 

 

Give less than a damn about anything, just let my hammer swing 

Come up, give me my cut, what? 

Girls don't mean nothin' to me, don't push the button on me 

Out for the twist, ya nautically nasty G 

 

Basically makin' me anti-social individual, too hype 

Recognize the type? 

Then a music called hip-hop came along and saved my life 

I had a story to tell about my knowledge of hell 

 

$2.50 for a book, listen and look, now let's do some Math 

A gun and a hand, plus an angry man, minus love 

Equals and me, the sky's blue and they rags 

Toe-tags and body bags, y'all feel me? 

Is it too real G? Brothers say drop some heat T 

 

Absolutely, everything is goochie since we realized 

This games' the only one we got left 

Hip-hop's become the game of death 

Some of y'all busters out there tryin' to waste up 

But it took some of us hustlers all this time to lace up 

 

I'ma straight up G, let's not pretend 

Dedicated to, all of my friends 

On the East and the West Coast 

Gotta let this drama go 

 

Okay, let me break it down, they got the one strike law 

You go in, you reach the other two before you know 

What happen to you game's over dude 

On the next page, they got power in effect 

While you two rednecks waitin' to see which one of us 

Kills the next brother next 

 

Think about it too long will make you sick 

Believe me the last thing they wanna see is us risin' 

Economically, astronomically it could happen homie 

Follow me 

 

Hip-hop's the black goal mind and soul 

Refined as we roll, another ghetto story is told 

I stopped flippin' KI's in eighty three 

They need a time machine to car cerate me 

 

I'm square as a pool table, twice as green, know what I mean? 

Flippin' from heat, the legal green, the hip-hop scene 

Beef, the only beef I got is the steak 

I'm tryin' to eat from the players elite 

 

East, West, North, South, Moon, Star 

I'm gonna ball wherever the chips are 

I hope y'all players listen 

Ain't out there hatin' and dissin' 

 

Y'all know the game is to be sold and not told 

I should be takin' a collection, this time I'll make an exception 

I've just been here for the start of this 

I gotta come from the heart for this 

 

I'ma straight up G, let's not pretend 

Dedicated to, all of my friends 

On the East and the West Coast 

Gotta let this drama go 

 

Some nights I lay awake tryin' to analyze 

And anticipate the moves of the fakes 

Wonder if the cancers' in too deep, can't sleep 

Tryin' to diagnose the poison that's increased 

Injected into a pure hustle born on city streak 

 

Migraines fill my brain as I reach toward the realm of the insane 

Wishin' and prayin' that another brother gets to live the life 

That I got to play in tryin' to represent to the fullest 

I gotta come hard y'all, no time to pull it 

 

Y'all fools think illin' and tearin' up hip-hop is the thing to do G? 

I'm paid I don't need rap no more fool I make a movie 

Y'all tryin' to lose me 

And to y'all suckers with your acrobatic, player hatin' tatics 

Tryin' to jump over the bree and plannin' and hustlin' 

I've been corporatin' to this music over these years 

 

Y'all will fall victim to your own lies and the P.I. will continue to rise 

Open your eyes kid this games' immaculate, dramas' irrelevant 

Stay sucker reppellin' invent, incorporate, parlay, play 

And I got no reason to lie to you 

 

I'ma straight up G, let's not pretend 

Dedicated to, all of my friends 

On the East and the West Coast 

Gotta let this drama go 

 

I'ma straight up G, let's not pretend 

Dedicated to, all of my friends 

On the East and the West Coast 

Gotta let this drama go 

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