The Game Don't Stop

[Verse 1] I'ma, 80's baby Mercedes made me Crack money and Moët made me crazy Strapped hungry with no vest, they named me AZ Amongst the militant, too insane to raise me, was Swayze Some old school pimps embraced me And built real between daffodils and daisies, amazed me The cars changed, switched attire Broads came, partied like Richard Pryor (?) frames, no lens to protect my pupils Thou' the heart changed, love amongst my mens was neutral Beautiful We puffed, it was dough to spread With enough bread for uniforms to summon the Feds I fled Instead I had a mouth to feed 19, my queen claimed she havin' my seed Do the right thing is wise, that's what Spike Lee said So disguised as a mic fiend, my ties was dead [Chorus] The game don't stop Til the playa get knocked Or the shit flip-flop And you sittin' on top The game don't stop Til the playa get knocked Or the shit flip-flop And you sittin' on top The game don't stop... The game don't stop... The game don't stop Til the playa get knocked Or the shit flip-flop And you sittin' on top [Verse 2] My kid here, career in the bloom I don't live there no more, I done moved to the moon Whips is like spaceships that zoom on fumes Flooded bracelets they lit like an eclipse in June No cartoon I symbolize the code itself Once told he who hold don't expose his weatlh But what else When one life's faced with crisis And you see hate replace the holy faith of the righteous I just Handcuffed and jailed myself Jammed up and, bailed myself With no help Made my own V.I.s and mailed myself It's all B.I., I had to tell myself I'm on lock And the game don't stop Til the playa get knocked Or the shit flip-flop And you sittin' on top Flashin' my wrist watch Like, "go get cops" Bitch I'm legit got rich off Hip-Hop [Chorus] The game don't stop Til the playa get knocked Or the shit flip-flop And you sittin' on top The game don't stop Til the playa get knocked Or the shit flip-flop And you sittin' on top The game don't stop... The game don't stop... The game don't stop Til the playa get knocked Or the shit flip-flop And you sittin' on top [Verse 3] I'm one man but so many monsters in me With one gram had plans on conquerin' cities So on one hand could've signed and, launched with Diddy But I ran with my other man, the response was pretty A few grams, a few niggas' fiances with me New Sedans, was feelin' like Fonzworth Bentley Who the man? My homies at the concerts with me I was back on my deen Then the jacket with the jeans Then the hatin' and slackin' with the team Now I know what it means Things ain't always what it seems It's the ones that smoke blunts with cha Rap with cha But really want your black ass out the picture Bet the God won't slip I'm indie with the semi on the Remy loaded talons in the clips Rubber grip Got the silence on the tip So call it what you want I'm on my New York shit! [Chorus] The game don't stop Til the playa get knocked Or the shit flip-flop And you sittin' on top The game don't stop Til the playa get knocked Or the shit flip-flop And you sittin' on top The game don't stop... The game don't stop... The game don't stop Til the playa get knocked Or the shit flip-flop And you sittin' on top