Student Of The Game Lyrics - Student Of The Game - N.o.r.e.

I feel like something special bout to happen 

Queens nigga but the meetings be up in manhattan 

Move the packs fast, hoops ain t both crick 

We up to cook another one, bullshit 

We should have the hood olympics, a cook off 

Let s see which coke is terrific and who is gifted 

With the coffee pot, biggest hold the cookie jar 

Let us separate the hustlers from the rookies y all 

I knew enough spanish not to get jerked when I want work 

Plus, plus, plus I let my gun off, berserk 

Got my cousins in the pink houses, never had job niggas 

They was into murdering, kidnaps and rob niggas 

I was to rhyme as a hobby on my closet lobby 

Fucking up ounces, take it back to quarters then 

Hoe sales with ... kimble, even show I water min 

Fast forward, got locked for a shooting 

Hits whop it, back when like kings first recruiting 

Locked in the zone, mind separate, guidance counselor 

I went to school with a weapon, not for protection 

Just to show it off, but I m gonn really use it 

The power of the gun, it gave me strength, I would abuse it 

I never ever ever thought I d make it out in music 

Started writing rhymes harder, and to visionthe youth 

Locked up, reading daniel goren s books 

Expanding my imagination, I got created with the bendo 

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my person identified 

Hood pride, logical, wrote about the blocks, streets and obstacles 

Man this shit work when you think about it 

I mean I still get money when you think about it 

Rap, probably saved my life twice with it 

I m still nice with it, let s forget all the ice with ice 

Forget my accolades and other big things I did 

I was a wild kid, I would ve ran up in yo crib 

Remember war report, cnn legacy 

Hip hop pedigree, rhymes is a felony 

Student of the game, I take responsibility 

Give me tranquility so niggas can t belittle me 

I m still doing what I do way past you 

This album s home the heart, sorta feel like I have to 

Prove shit, do the new shit 

And the true school shit, wild with the deuces 

Little guns for the little guns gala 

Blade back, in a leather couch, harawana 

Eye vision clearer, I love who I see in the mirror 

I couldn t make that clearer 

Try to compete with a real street nigga 

Doing street shit, you as soft as aloe vera, agh? 

Somehing special bout to happen 

Queens nigga, queens nigga 

I m still nice with it, cook another one 

Separate the hustlers from the rookies y all 

Cnn, cnn legacy 

Hip hop hop pedigree 

Rhymes is a felony 

Bill doin warrup dude? 

True school shit, real street niggas. 

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