The Big Game

[Intro: Inspectah Deck]

Yeah, major players of the game, still swinging

I'm up to bat again, ya'll already know

Barry Bonds flow, out of the park with it (Mental Instruments)

Let's go

[Hook: A.C.]

You run through the competition, they treat you like a champ

When you winning and you make it to the big game

Dive in a pile of riches, fly bitches

Chain fridged when you, make it to the big game

Get money, big money, big fame

Spot packed out, and the fans entertained

They like me, we go hard when we play

And that's how the fuck you get to make it to the big game

[Inspectah Deck]

Early on the paper route, blood on my hands

Cannons and lasers out, cool as a fan standing in Satan's house

Show 'em what my name about, boss of myself

Turning your lady out, talk is cheap, shut up, pay me now

Hands on the dice work, stopping your bank

Shorty you're light work, Comic View rap making my side hurt

Talent's in the mic worse, drama to rank

Feels like my life cursed, down to go out, what's the price worth

Seats leaning with the rod held tight

In the BMW g'ing with the Roswell lights

I spit gemstars, splitting your dome and I double up

Everything, heavy swing, bringing 'em home

So I'm sitting like a king on the throne, like I used to be

The right hand, now I got a thing on my own

Showing love for all my ringers home, quoting my name

You niggas been a clone, homey can't swing in my zone

[Hook]

[Raekwon]

Revolvers with the lazy eye, late for my plate frame

You crazy fly, screw the tip off, jump in the baby I

More papers, law makers, all of us jaw breakers is on

Vaticans in action in all ages

All my teams armored, from all the way to bulletproof socks

Hit me in the calf, it's no option

I won't fold, destined to make bail

Call up my Norfolk niggas, tip that bill, we can't play jail

No time for RICOs, kids ego

Fucked up the game, that's like sticking your eye next to the peephole

The next generation of dumb niggas, we built the legacy

These bum niggas, got invaded by slum niggas

All mine battling, we gonna battle for mansions

Branson and more bottles of Gallo

A villain slash genetleman, blowing with nine thousand Indians

I'm the Chief, this the millennium

[Hook]

[Inspectah Deck]

After all that I been through, critiquing all that the kid do

The moral though, I'mma continue

We hungry, son, you ain't seen gully

You Wesley at the Carter, New Jack City, you G-Money

I beast money, feet stay fresh off the runway

Hotter than a summer day sunray, I must say

Truth like a Bible page, twenty flow said night or day

Twenty warheads at you right away

Play maker A-gamer'll sell the house out, silence the nay sayer

Throw a shout out, to all my major players

Deck take it out the park, Barry Bonds stance

They wonder, damn is his performance enhanced?

Rumble in the jungle, blind to the pressure

See, son's cool, million to one odds, he come through

I leave your trunk blue, holding your head, stuck off the one-two

Turn up the game, I just begun to

[Hook]

[Outro: Raekwon]

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