The Game Aint 4Everybody

Duration

3:41

Genres

Hip-Hop

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(HOOK) THE GAME THE GAME THE GAME AINT FOR EVERYBODY (*3) ONCE UPON A TIME ON A 116TH A BABY BOY WOULD FLOURISH INTO A YOUNG JORDAN WAS IN HIS PRIME HE WANTED TO BE JUST LIKE HIM BUT ONLY GREW TO BE 5'9 SO HE WOULD FALL SHORT JUST A FOOT BEHIND UM PRACTICED DAY IN AND DAY OUT PLUS ATE HIS WHEATIES BUT UNBENOUNCED TO HIM HE WAS BEING GROOMED FOR HOW THE STREETS WOULD SOON GREET HIM NOW AS THE WHITE PEDALS TURNED THE SPORCKET ON HIS CANDY RED DYNO EVERYBODYS PREACHING DONT STOP IF YOU KNEW WHAT I KNOW WENT AS FAR AS COLLEGE BUT JUST DIDNT MAKE IT PRO DRIBBLING THE AIR FROM HIS DREAMS WERE THE REALITIES OF BEING POOR SO IT WAS SOMETHING LIKE DEVINE NATURE WHEN HE STARTED PUSHING DOPE FUCK A COACH THAT DEFEATED THE PURPOSE HE JUST NEEDED A PLUG AND BOOP THEIR HE GO FIGURED OUT BOUNCE BACK WASNT ALL ABOUT PLYOS AND WITH A PYREX AND A DEDICATION TO THE SCIENCE HIS CROSSOVER WAS SICKER THEN ALLEN IVERSONS (HOOK) ONCE EVELOPED IN THE GAME HE LOVED HIS HEART NOW NUMB FROM THE LIES AND DECEIT SURROUNDING THEM FLOOR SEATS NOW HES UNWILLING TO TRUST ANYBODY NOT EVEN HIMSELF SO HE CORNERED HIMSELF TO A CORNER ONLY TO FIND HIMSELF BY HIMSELF CONFRONTED BY JAIL JACKERS AND THE CORONER NOW WILL HE SURVIVE THIS NIGHTMARE WILLIE LYNCH CONJURED ON HIM FROM A ATHLETES PERSPECTIVE EASILY THIS IS HIS BIGGEST FOURTH QUARTER THE PRESSURES BUILDING UP HE GOT PISTOLS PULLED ON HIM SAME TYPE A SHIT MALCOLM X GOT PULLED ON HIM NOW IN REALIZING HE JUST ESCAPED DEATH CANT HELP BUT FEEL FOR THE BURN FROM THE BULLETS THAT NEVER ENTERED HIS FLESH NOW ASKING AND PRAYING FOR THE WISDOM AND HOPE FOR A BRIGHTER DAY GOT HIS HANDS ON A PISTOL AND WASNT SHIT NOBODY COULD SAY THE AUTOPSY CAME BACK POSITEVE FOR CTE THE GAME AINT FOR EVERYBODY! (HOOK)