No Games (2007 Version)

[Part I] [Intro: Larry Davis sample] "As the years go passing by... Ooh!" [Verse: J Dilla] No jokes, no games, no gimmicks Jaylib, no P, but No Limit It's so hot, the N-O-dot O-N-E For sure, dawg, off the top, we don't sleep It's all work, no play, get more money And more problems, no doubt But no cake is no good, just like these rappers No hood in 'em, knowing they some actors Let's takeover, rap game makeover It's next year now, yesterday's over Time for new shit, "What can you do?" shit Nothing, stick it up your you-know-what, and It's no fake suckas around, by no means There's no half steppin' here, you know we Some nomads, 'cross the globe – you local, we loco With flow, joe — you so-so You know what's up like Oates, "No Can Do" "Can't Go For That" clone shit, I demand you Rap cats with no skills, know this – Jaylib, we ain't taking, no prisoners We gon' set shit off, like LoJack All night, like NoDoz, dough stacked There's no way, if no dough, it's no deal J Dill' and Madlib – it's more real And now you know, but knowing is only half the battle Until y'all niggas get it together Just turn up the bass and let ya trunk rattle— (Trunk rattle— trunk rattle— trunk rattle— Trunk rattle— trunk rattle— trunk rattle— Trunk rattle— trunk rattle— trunk rattle—) [Part II] [Frank Readick, The Shadow sample] "Who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men? The Shadow knows, hm-hm-ha-ha-ha" ("Hm-hm-ha-ha-ha")