Name Of The Game Lyrics

Name Of The Game lyrics

"The name of the game is.."



 



 [Talib Kweli]



 Persistance, dedication



 Consistant, motivation, resistance to stagnation



 of information, distribute it free to the entire population



 No hesitation, makin it public



 No privitazation from corporations



 Today in order to be sane you gotta go crazy so remain



 on top of the game, and master your universe like you was He-Man



 See me and Hi Tek knock you out de frame



 while I'm stimulatin de brain



 in de "Train of Thought" that's the name



 of the Reflection Eternal LP man!



 Ain't nuttin new except organic produce that means that's free range



 You might see me on MTV, BET, or still up on the D-train



 It's just everybody else be seemin strange in they approach



 I see these guys and read they eyes



 Need to disguise and so I cloak



 into a cloud of smoke, I brown a roach



 to keep myself from soundin loc'



 Destroy they hopes of hatin



 Don't move aboard before they rock the boat



 Yo it's not the dope, 



 these snakes will come in peace to slit your throat



 Give you compliments, with a promise yet



 to get me heated and provoke me



 to be rockin shit, shove apocalypse



 down your esophagus so swallow that



 Guess what you could be coppin that



 N'kiru Books for fifteen dollars flat



 Cats who spit knowledge on tracks



 and get bumped out the back of Impalas and Cadillacs



 All my live Cincinatti Bearcats holla back



 Tomorrow they gonna wanna borrow raps like 



 "C'mon black, I'll pay you back"



 I ain't no lyrical ATM even though I'm nice and I'm a mack



 Better believe that, leave that crack alone



 And you see that there microphone



 ain't no place to work your self-esteem issues



 Do that shit when you alone!



 Nigga you is grown, why is you still suckin on that pacifier



 Quickly call that ass a liar, exposin you's my last desire



 Olympic skills so pass the fire



 I roll with niggaz that match attire



 Black aware, that's filled with gas



 but rollin on, flat ass tires



 Yeahehehe, yo hehehe, yo, yo.. yo yo



 Yo I got a special guest



 Lil' Baby Tone Tone, tell 'em what's up



 {?? indecipherable ??} Yo, true



 Yo we bout to be, tell 'em peace out Tone



 {Peace out} Yeah word word Baby Tone, what?



 {Yeah what?}