It's Not A Game Lyrics - Emeritus - Scarface

[Scarface] 

It's danger in the streets these days 

Man how the fuck am I gon' keep me paid? 

Believe me mayne; if I got to die I got to go 

This was all never sure cause danger life I know 

It was all about the diamond chains, or the ride and bank 

Smoke and listen to the Isleys sang 

Would I ride the same? Dawg, probably not 

Laid back reminiscin on the times I shot 

Dare all motherfuckers trippin in them parkin lots 

If it was war niggaz wanted it was war they got 

I'm a nigga, a real nigga, a quick thanker 

that would hesitate to aim and see the chamber 

Discharge the cartridges that the hollow-point came from 

You can hide but you cain't run 

Yeah, and he just started what can not be stopped 

And fucked up cause you were thinkin you could not be got 

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[Chorus: repeat 2X] 

This is not a game 

Niggaz want a lifestyle with finer thangs 

Hustlin to come up on these diamond chains, diamond rangs 

Runnin on the daily out here tryin to slang 

[Scarface] 

Now analyzin all the wrong I've done 

I'm surprised I ain't dead I guess the good die young 

I put a hole in a nigga head, fuck why run 

from a lazy motherfucker cause he flashed his gun 

We ain't cut from the same shit, nigga I'm a shooter 

If I show I got a pistol best believe I'ma shoot a 

stupid motherfucker down, shoot a motherfucker down 

Chalk his ass in the dirt with a bullet in his mouth 

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And I won't lose sleep cause when it come time for me to pay the piper 

Fuck it, I've been tryin to meet 

Yeah So please believe that when it's time to show 

I'll be ready with my arms crossed, dyin to go 

And I won't shed tears, I'm respected here 

And you won't hear things you'd expect to hear 

I rejected fear; and I don't wanna be another second here 

But the question is, is he lettin me live? 

[Chorus] 

[Scarface] 

Right here the pros and cons 

Cause life's way deeper than the frozen arm 

They might streetsweep you if you're holdin on 

My Sunday School teacher taught us Job in songs, another soul is gone 

She couldn't have told me shit 

Cause all I wanna do right here is fold me grip 

And she talks to me in codes and all I know is bricks 

Learn how to rock me up an O I coulda sold for six, instead she sold me tricks 

So now I plead my case 

The cops all on me tryin to bleed my safe 

My pops all on me tryin to squeeze my face 

But I'm not gon' squeal so I'ma need my space, back up I need my space 

Momma ain't raised no rat 

The word got back and niggaz paid for that 

Yo' ass got served and never made it back 

Your ass had birds a nigga laid you flat, and then he raid your stack 

That's how the game is played 

[Chorus]