Lyrics For Da Love Of Da Game - DJ Jazzy Jeff, Raheem, V

For Da Love Of Da Game

I got love for the game
That’s why i’m rhyming and always stay in the booth
Never lying to the people, always telling the truth
I feel the bass in my chest
It gives power to songs
Girl rippin' when i’m home about the hours i’m gone
I can’t help it
The studio where Paul be at
I tried to walk away from it but it called me back
I give out pride, shit i even quit my job
For the one that i love to work
Music
Recognized by my heart as the skill of the game
Pour my heart on a track and have you feeling my pain
I’ve seen alot of hard times on the way to success
When i’m mad, writing a rhyme is my way to express
Lay back and fall deep in a verse
If i was out in the sreet (yo), i’d probably lay sleep in a hearse
There’s nothing like when you on the mic tearin' a track
And you come from out the booth and start hearing it back
Everybody there loves the sound (lovin' it)
That’s why they give you hugs and pounds
Now you know you were spittin' this
You got the whole room vybing the same
You ain’t doing the for watches and chains
You got love for the game
Love what you do and do what you love
Love what you do and do what you love
For the love of the game
I only deal with dollars and change
Switch places from big faces one in the same
With Snares and kicks prepared to mix
In the both till I’m dead
No roof on my head
Even tools in the shed
Got a place to stay
But a place to lay?
That’s what I deal with on a day to day
Phone off heat off loan sharks spaghetti no meat balls
At least yall can eat y’all
Feel my strain on a cloudy feel my rain
No food no drink just hunger pains
Thinkin everyday who this chrome 'gone kill
Smile in women face for a home cooked meal
Right now I hate my life
But love the way I write
For real I think I seen my death
Think I like bumming cheese from Jeff?
Pockets of my jeans on e and they seems on f
I’m a hard working all nighter ASCAP sesac song writer worldwide weedhead bong
lighta (lp version)
Feel my blood and tears
But my love is the drug that got me loved and revered from thugs for years
It’s the game yo
Last verse © Baby Blak
Love what you do and do what you love
Love what you do and do what you love
Yo Blak it seems like we both feeling the same
Remember when i walked away and you were still in the game?
(uh huh)
That shit was hot, i’m still feeling the flames
Plus you never forgot
Every other verse spillin' my name
Chillin' with dames to will they range killing their brain with game
If not cousin i be still in the train
Like you said, we ain’t willing to change
I’m feeling you man
Yams see family and we
Stick together
Shows overseas spit together
No doubt for the love of the game
We gonna keep staying the same
When you’re not around laying your dame
Getting paper from a play in the lane
Keep heat for any hater that wanna test the rap
And even more on the wax so that Jeff could scratch
I atest to that
Still walk on (?) on back
Same ghetto, same whip, still stressed on crack
Just wanna back y’all
Nothin' less than that
Just want some cash cars and some records with Blak
It’s just a game yo
And whether or not
I still got love for hip-hop
It’s the game yo
Love what you do and do what you love
Love what you do and do what you love