Rap Game/crack Game Lyrics - Vol. 1: In My Lifetime - Jay-z

Uhh... 

Uhh, yeah 

Won't stop niggaz 

"Somehow the rap game remind me of the crack game" -- [Nas] 

Jigga! Feel me 

People, told ya motherfuckers, told ya 

"See that rap shit is really just like sellin smoke" -- [OutKast] 

Uhh, Roc-a-Fella 

Geyeah 

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We treat this rap shit just like, handlin weight 

What they want we give it to em, what they abandon we take 

Hit a rapper with consignment, let him know it's at stake 

Put his ass in the studio, let him cook up a cake 

When it's hot, get on my money spot in every state 

Like the wiz in Camelot, the mom-and-pop's is the gate 

But first we scope shit, advertise in every area 

Let the fiends know hey, we got some dope shit 

Gon' need a middle man, so we look to radio 

Let em test the product, give em a promo show 

Just a breeze, not enough to catch a real vibe 

Then we drop a maxi single and charge em two for five 

Ain't tryin to, kill em at first just, buildin clientele 

So when the album drops the first weeks it's on sale 

But when demand grows it's time to expand yo 

You don't want no garbage papi it's ten grand per blow, fo' sho' 

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"Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game" -- [Nas] 

"See that rap shit is really just like sellin smoke" -- [OutKast] 

Ge-ge-geyeah 

I got that uncut raw to make a fiend's body jerk 

Got your whole block now, pumpin my work 

My CD's is like keys for you Willie's who 

like to floss my cassette tapes in sixty-two's 

And my singles like gems, you know the treys 

Get you high for a while, but the, high don't stay 

You need another fix, you better cop these last two bricks 

Cause when this shit flip, I'ma get on some other shit 

Never pitchin for a label, Jigga's the hook-up 

You know my shit is fish scale, y'all niggaz is cook up 

Just blow up, scream my name from Brooklyn to Da-kota 

They know my shit stretch without the baking soda 

Went from an eighth, to a quarter, to a half a key 

Priority's work wasn't right so I switched factories 

Now I'm the new nigga, who figured I'd get the game locked 

Now watch how the prices of your cocaine drop, ha ha 

"Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game" -- [Nas] 

"See that rap shit is really just like sellin smoke" -- [OutKast]