Ya Never Know (Played By The Game)

[Intro: Propaganda]

Know what man, sometimes you just can never tell

Man, let me tell you how it went down

[Verse 1: Propaganda]

I got to swaggering but not from blaze saddlings

My patterns pre-perform pray and let them suckers pop they collar

No one's bomber, came in freshly scented with Nag Champa

Blessed and full-dressed in God's armor, team stronger

Quarter past eleven and touchdown the Rat team

Sound check went rather clean through the blessing of Elohim

[?] would see the catch we in this kind of environment

But this time, I'm sure it was divine appointment

Eyes met, all up in the corner third one from the left

Locking iris with the Isis look-alike with God's light

That alluded from a pause and poured a waterfall of emotions up in the dome

But I ain't make no move, I was playin' it cool

Reminiscing of high school when them fools be like

"Make sure your time is right before you step"

So I held down that cypher tribal style like this

Bridge the [?] where I kick it smoothly like she ain't move me

[Hook 1: Raphi]

Yeah, I peeped her chilling by the door

And she was grooving out there on the floor

Sure yeah right, she's banging bro

But she's not what we came down here for

So you better focus on your flows

And carry yourself like a pro

Cause the crew came through to do a show

And then we're gonna go, but then again you never know

[Verse 2: Propaganda]

The set lasted about 45 minutes to an hour

She seen the team's power and felt the anointing shower

I made my way to the back while she maneuvered through the people

Peeped her train of thought, she was pondering should she speak

Walked two inches to the left of me in hope our shoulders brush

Against each other then she'd tell a brother he was fresh

Met you last time for the first time when you rhymed with Dead Beat

I just ain't had the guts to say exactly what I think

I'm like you got a bowl of ink, I stick my finger in it

And scribble on my shirt so I won't lose them seven digits

Thank God I didn't miss it, listen future Mrs. Props

Normally I'm not the type to roll up with a head blowed up

And get my hopes up just to get dashed cause I ain't dress right

You thought the set was fresh? She like "not as fresh as you"

I said come over here, I'll introduce you to the crew

[Hook 2: Raphi]

So you meet her last week at the show

And apparently she has a glow

Cause she make quite an impression on you, that's for sure

And now you're hoping that it's something more

You're probably getting tired of being all alone

But I love you falling man, look out below

You try to tell me that you're in control

But if I were you, I'd take it slow

Homie, you never know

[Verse 3: Propaganda]

Few weeks into it, convos went rather fluid

On the phone like "all night I break out in a cold sweat"

Don't know where go next, no gold Rolex

Come close to express, who knew to expect

Them innocent questions like "what's up with New Breed?"

Are them two dating? Yo I miss Raphi

All of them chilling spilling skills everywhere they go

Hol' up, did you just ask if Elsie's dating Macho?

I think not, they're related

Now why you look elated like you happy to know?

Girl, you interested in Macho? That's a low blow

Y'all schemin' on the low-low again

Why all them girls I'm interested in fall in love with friends?

Steady askin' for his info, I'm like "what just happened?"

I can't tell my crew 'cause they would never stop laughing

It'd be like that sometimes, get used for their gain

That's the story of my life, getting played by the game

[Hook 3: Raphi]

So you end up looking like a joke

And you almost got your heart broke

From thinking you was ready to elope

But the fairy tale went up in smoke

Man I hate to say I told you so

But you did not want to take it slow

Sometimes that's just how the story goes

Dudes be chasing fool's gold

They get played by the game

Watch yourself or else

You get played by the game