Lyrics Why You Hate The Game - The Game

Why You Hate The Game

I’m, I’m with you
I’m, I’m with you
To everybody who knows my story
To all of those who came before me
My time is now, I’m gonna do it all over again
Ain’t nothin' new, ain’t 'bout to change
I’m still gonna do it my way, yeah, I still remain
So tell me why you hate the game?
So tell me why you hate the game?
Y’all know what it is
The streets named me Illmatic
But yet, I’m still at it, yeah haters
Felon, fights behind me on the intersection
Dress superb, admired by conspirists
Who wanna try me but ain’t *** enough to *** me up
Child of the '80s, y’all *** is lazy
Complainin' 'bout labor pains, ***, show me the baby
And my *** Game, light another ***, pass the bottle
Pro-black, I don’t pick cotton out aspirin bottle
Yeah, I learned my lessons and heard y’all snitchin'
Witnessin' you rockin wit Narcs, confirmed my suspicion
Green fatigues on, my ***, I’ll bleed for 'em
I can show 'em the water but can’t make 'em drink it
And I can show them my fortunes but can’t force 'em to think rich
And still I wanna board 'em
Wonderin' if they sink quick
Ignore the ignorance, I rep the brilliance of Queensbridge
And pray the Feds let Murder Inc. live
To everybody who knows my story
To all of those who came before me
My time is now, I’m gonna do it all over again somehow
Ain’t nothin' new, ain’t 'bout to change
I’m still gonna do it my way, yeah, I still remain
So tell me why you hate the game?
Oh, no, no, no, I’m stuck here with Just because
So tell me why you hate the game?
I don’t talk about my *** I Just Blaze
Oh, this time, I do it better just because
'Pac is watchin', B.I.G.
is listenin'
While Pun talkin' to us, Jam Jay still spinnin'
To every *** listenin', I was supposed to be
Amongst kings, my mom shouted out at my christenin'
And while you still listenin', Shyne locked in a manhole
And Cam got *** inside his Lambo, it’s ample
Life is a gamble, 15 years old, red rag around my head
My sisters used to laugh and call me Rambo
Seen Eazy’s legacy melt away like a candle
I rekindled the flame, Dre created The Game
Young homie ate his way up from the bottom of the food chain
Keep the crown, clown, I rock a L.A. Dodger fitted
Showed my *** at Summer Jam but New York was down wit it
Now the ball’s in my court, never dribble out of bounds wit it
Behind the back to Nas, he alley oop to Jigga
To everybody who knows my story
To all of those who came before me
My time is now, I’m gonna do it all over again somehow
Ain’t nothin' new, ain’t 'bout to change
I’m still gonna do it my way, yeah, I still remain
So tell me why you hate the game?
Oh, no, no, no, I’m stuck here with Just because
So tell me why you hate the game?
Oh, this time, I do it better just because
Check it, me and Nasty *** it’s a classic, trust me
How he gon' pass the *** to them *** that don’t love me
I’m talkin' *** that never wanted to see me on top
Same *** that never wanted to see 'The Doctor’s Advocate' drop
Flop, I think not, I *** you rap *** like virgins
Dre took my trainin' wheels off, it’s curtains
I don’t need no encore, no claps, no cheers
The Game ain’t over, this the beginnin' of my career
The endin' of yours, the endin' of his
Like Flavor Flav’s clock, I’m back to handle my biz
Back when Proof was in the booth and I recited his lines
And I still think about my *** from time to time
Make me wanna call 50 and let him know what’s on my mind
But I just hold back 'cause we ain’t beefin' like that
He ain’t B.I.G.
and I ain’t 'Pac
And we just eatin' off rap, one love
To everybody who knows my story
To all of those who came before me
My time is now, I’m gonna do it all over again somehow
Ain’t nothin' new, ain’t 'bout to change
I’m still gonna do it my way, yeah, I still remain
So tell me why you hate the game?
Oh, no, no, no, I’m stuck here with Just because
So tell me why you hate the game?
Oh, this time, I do it better just because
It ain’t over, ladies and gentleman
I go by the name of the one and only, Just Blaze
I got a couple people in the house with me
Usually we do this at the beginning
But we gon' do it at the end this time
I wanna take you to church real quick
So I’ma need some help, I need some people up
I need 1500 or nothin' up here wit me
The wonderfully talented Marsha Ambrosia’s from Floetry
Ah, yeah there we go
The sun is shinin' down on us right now
We feelin' real good, we know y’all do too
So if you feelin' good, sing along, clap along, stomp along
Catch a lil' Holy Ghost
And if you ain’t feelin' good, God willin'
By the end of this record, He gon' change all that
Ayo, Lorenz, you ready?
There it is, pass me them drumsticks
Alright everybody, please join in
Your life ain’t good, you can get it right
Take this opportunity to do so
And I’ma let it do what it do
Rest in peace to Georgia Elliott, here we go
And the sun shines with you
And the sun shines with you
And the sun shines with you
I wanna thank everybody for comin' out
God bless, one love, good night
Or good day if you on the other side of the globe
Yo, Just, we on the move with this ***, 'Doctor's Advocate'
See you on the third album, hate it or love it
And the sun shines with you
And the sun shines with you
And the sun shines with you