Mc Lyte - The Rap Game Lyrics
Hook:Trg we making that creamPeople get fooled it aint easy as it seemsYou can rock on till the break of dawnBut one by one your ass is goneI got trapped in the rap game at sixteen and sawIts no more than a crap game, know what I mean?Like when you feel you shake em rightThey fake roll snake eyes in this industry thats how quick niggaz dieThrough my eyes its like russian rouletteNever do you know when you about to get wetSo you should stay set so you dont fall and go underHave people saying I wonder what happenedTo him or her its sad when you begin to thinkYou cant be gone but you can be gone in the blinkOf an eye, dont ask why cause you trySomebody came along that was twice as flyI remember when I hit the scene it was the second phaseRope chains two finger rings, those were the daysLatin quarters my puma suit was coolNow let me be caught in that and Ill be damned a foolYa gotta change with the times like the weatherMcs that alsts is the mcs thats cleverYou cant move too slow cause when its to time to goYou see its to time to goRepeat hook 2x(1. but one day brother your ass is gone)(2. but one day sister your ass is gone)Come back after come back, nigga came backMore wack than the wackest wax on the rackWhats up with that, new jacks are coming throughTaking no slackThey hungry and they looking for a spotTo cop a squat, you better watch the clockIt can be awfully embarassing to not know whenTo let go of the rhyme, its about half past the monkey assYou should have been gone but you still trying to hang onWhat happens when you chilling at the label on the 10th floorNobody knows your name anymore, arent you...?Wait and let me think, just as quick as you get largeYou can quickly shrinkAnd sink into the crates and collect dustDont be mad cause it happens to the best of usRepeat hook 2xTo and fro they come and goYou better change your flow and then switch up your showI mean come with the booming ass hitsThen they gone buy then they dont leave with shitYou better tell an exec you need to be setSo when its over you aint living our your land roverWhen your rap life diesAnd you still alive nigga, you better know how to surviveIt aint easy and it aint supposed to beLetting niggaz know what time it isWhen it comes to me the l-y-t-eStronger than the ox the octane thatKnocks in your brain I sustainMy mission is to maintain sane, know what I mean?Keep doing my thang, you cant move too slowCause when its your time to go, gotta goHook
