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Talib Kweli - "A Game"
Lyrics to A Game : [Intro - Talib Kweli] 7-18 stand up (cmon) Talib Kweli, BK MC Turn it up (yeah) We bout to drop it low Baby I got the flow (yeah) to work your abdominal (Im goin in) Its the lava flow (yeah) strictly A game Rock it fast, rock it slow (whoa) You got to rock it fast, rock it slow (whoa, whoa) Rock it fast, rock it slow (cmon, yeah) You gon rock it fast, rock it slow (whoa, whoa, yeah, yeah!) [Talib Kweli] Black rock and roll, black hotter flow At the end of the black brick road, lets get it goin yo Geffen dont fuck the shit up, ship it gold So I could sell like the whole Jigga back catalo Matta fact Im tryin to sell out, concerts and merch fam Always get the story straight accounts first hand (yeah) That nigga, the crack spitter, the black fitted low Give you that bit of information so You could know what you see when its your time to go The diamond flow cut glass, crack binary code Youre kinda slow, you need a new career (yeah) Youre kinda old, you need to hang the mic up on the wall like a souvenir Dont blame the mangers, "Be All You Can Be" Join the Army like Canibus, niggaz avoidin me like the draft and run to Canada, flash like a camera Thats when his girl asked me to dance with her - so we gon [Chorus] (Hop to the beat and then stop) Yeah, drop it low Baby I got the flow to work your abdominal (Ladies I know I get hot) Like lava flow Strictly the A game, rock it fast, rock it slow (Hop to the beat and then stop) Yeah, drop it low Baby I got the flow to work your abdominal (Ladies I know I get hot) Like lava flow Strictly the A game, drop it fast [Talib Kweli] Thats how we do it all the way live.. I put it down so hard that I developed a rep (cmon) From the punchlines to cave in your delicate chest The fella can test, lets see how jealousy get I smell the fear in the air and I could tell he was pet Kweli - look in my eyes and you could tell Im a threat I wet my throat and get bent like a pelicans neck I make a gentlemans bet with my ghetto connect And got a .9 in my mind you cant metal detect I pull it out, put it to your head and shoot from the hip I fired 13 shots and left 2 in the clip (yeah) I spit the truth, thats it, Im not confused one bit (cmon) Im so New York City streets that Im abusin your whip Cruisin the strip, sunny day sky blue like a Crip (cmon) For the rush hour Enuff threw this in the mix Quarter to six, Amadeus is producin the hits (oh, oh, oh) To get a screw loose in your chick, son she losin her shit (whoa) [Chorus] [Interlude - 4x] Check me out, yeah, yeah, yeah Get your ass up on the dance floor No we dont stop, when we in the dance off Baby girl whatchu wanna get into' I wanna get in too, bring your friends too [Chorus] [ A Game Lyrics ]
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