Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ya Never Know (Played By The Game), artist - Propaganda. Album song Out Of Knowhere, in the genre
Date of issue: 31.12.2002
Record label: Capitol Christian
Song language: English
Ya Never Know (Played By The Game) |
Know what man, sometimes you just can never tell |
Man, let me tell you how it went down |
I got to swaggering but not from blaze saddlings |
My patterns pre-perform pray and let them suckers pop they collar |
No one’s bomber, came in freshly scented with Nag Champa |
Blessed and full-dressed in God’s armor, team stronger |
Quarter past eleven and touchdown the Rat team |
Sound check went rather clean through the blessing of Elohim |
would see the catch we in this kind of environment |
But this time, I’m sure it was divine appointment |
Eyes met, all up in the corner third one from the left |
Locking iris with the Isis look-alike with God’s light |
That alluded from a pause and poured a waterfall of emotions up in the dome |
But I ain’t make no move, I was playin' it cool |
Reminiscing of high school when them fools be like |
«Make sure your time is right before you step» |
So I held down that cypher tribal style like this |
Bridge the where I kick it smoothly like she ain’t move me |
Yeah, I peeped her chilling by the door |
And she was grooving out there on the floor |
Sure yeah right, she’s banging bro |
But she’s not what we came down here for |
So you better focus on your flows |
And carry yourself like a pro |
Cause the crew came through to do a show |
And then we’re gonna go, but then again you never know |
The set lasted about 45 minutes to an hour |
She seen the team’s power and felt the anointing shower |
I made my way to the back while she maneuvered through the people |
Peeped her train of thought, she was pondering should she speak |
Walked two inches to the left of me in hope our shoulders brush |
Against each other then she’d tell a brother he was fresh |
Met you last time for the first time when you rhymed with Dead Beat |
I just ain’t had the guts to say exactly what I think |
I’m like you got a bowl of ink, I stick my finger in it |
And scribble on my shirt so I won’t lose them seven digits |
Thank God I didn’t miss it, listen future Mrs. Props |
Normally I’m not the type to roll up with a head blowed up |
And get my hopes up just to get dashed cause I ain’t dress right |
You thought the set was fresh? |
She like «not as fresh as you» |
I said come over here, I’ll introduce you to the crew |
So you meet her last week at the show |
And apparently she has a glow |
Cause she make quite an impression on you, that’s for sure |
And now you’re hoping that it’s something more |
You’re probably getting tired of being all alone |
But I love you falling man, look out below |
You try to tell me that you’re in control |
But if I were you, I’d take it slow |
Homie, you never know |
Few weeks into it, convos went rather fluid |
On the phone like «all night I break out in a cold sweat» |
Don’t know where go next, no gold Rolex |
Come close to express, who knew to expect |
Them innocent questions like «what's up with New Breed?» |
Are them two dating? |
Yo I miss Raphi |
All of them chilling spilling skills everywhere they go |
Hol' up, did you just ask if Elsie’s dating Macho? |
I think not, they’re related |
Now why you look elated like you happy to know? |
Girl, you interested in Macho? |
That’s a low blow |
Y’all schemin' on the low-low again |
Why all them girls I’m interested in fall in love with friends? |
Steady askin' for his info, I’m like «what just happened?» |
I can’t tell my crew 'cause they would never stop laughing |
It’d be like that sometimes, get used for their gain |
That’s the story of my life, getting played by the game |
So you end up looking like a joke |
And you almost got your heart broke |
From thinking you was ready to elope |
But the fairy tale went up in smoke |
Man I hate to say I told you so |
But you did not want to take it slow |
Sometimes that’s just how the story goes |
Dudes be chasing fool’s gold |
They get played by the game |
Watch yourself or else |
You get played by the game |