Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song True To The Game, artist - Us3. Album song Broadway & 52nd, in the genre ДжазDate of issue: 31.12.1996
Record label: Blue Note
Song language: English
True To The Game |
| At age 13 turned fiend, dreamed nights M. C'ing |
| Reciting rapper’s delight enticed by limelight |
| Ambitious visions of vinyl 12 inches |
| Since Yellowman was king Albino |
| Critiqued my form of speak on breakbeats |
| Cut on 2 Technics in a basement on 210th street |
| House jams, parks, block parties, halls and armories |
| Foremost behind the ropes, you only spoke if you was doped |
| Then formed crews, some rappers now retired |
| My desire required more than a quiet name on flyer’s |
| Inspired, remain for delft, vowin' to see the day my records on the shelf |
| Sold out at HMV and Tower, just how I dreamed |
| Recall hearin' mom scream «Wake up» |
| «Stay in school, take up classes, keep your grades up» |
| But straight up, since my mind’s been made up to do this |
| KCB son, ain’t new to this, I’m true to this |
| Stay true to the game |
| I’m out to get the fortune and fame |
| Stay true to the game |
| I’m out to get the fortune and fame |
| Time passed yet M.O. |
| remains makin' demos |
| Though wished behind the windows of a limo |
| Sippin' champagne, producers kicked game, expected |
| Label exec’s smirked at hard work, tapes rejected |
| Connected with Eli perfected Mikey D and I wrecked it |
| Resurrected, marked the return few expected |
| Picked up in '89, signed but slipped up, charted, bigged up |
| Come to find royalty time, ain’t see a dime |
| For promo shows, though exposed felt cheap |
| Kicked out the crib to the streets of Medina, where I’d sleep |
| Starvin' regardless, persist beyond exist to do this |
| Sons is clueless done, ain’t new to this I’m true to this |
| Stay true to the game |
| I’m out to get the fortune and fame |
| Stay true to the game |
| I’m out to get the fortune and fame |
| The script flips, '96 relationships consist of wisdoms |
| Wishin' I quit, insufficient funds, silver tongues strung on drums |
| A1 yet still unsung, adapt and overcome the aggravation of years waitin' |
| And heads fakin', Jax sayin' «Is it worth the frustration?» |
| It ain’t payin' considerably, lacking consistency |
| Absentee in an industry exceeding M. C's, yet keep strivin' to maintain |
| Too late in the game to change direction |
| Sustain flexin' dialect, tongue blessin' sessions |
| Progress in this profession, knowledge the lesson |
| Let it be known never forgettin', this ain’t no dream |
| Although, it may seem like at times the mic’s grabbed up on |
| Scenes true indeed, born to succeed, my mind is made up to do this |
| KCB son, ain’t new to this, I’m true to this |
| Stay true to the game |
| I’m out to get the fortune and fame |
| Stay true to the game |
| I’m out to get the fortune and fame |