[The Game: Laughing, smoking]
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Lemme put you on game [gunshot]
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Lemme put you on game
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Don't you know that I run this place,
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And I've begun this race,
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Must I rerun this pace?
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I'm the reason its become this way
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And their love for it is the reason I have become this praised
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(lemme put you on game)
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They love my darkness,
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I make them heartless,
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And in return, the have become my martyrs,
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I've been in the poem of many a poet,
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And I reside in the art of many a artist
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(lemme put you on game)
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Some of your smartest have tried to artictulate
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My whole part in this
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But they're fruitless in their harvestin'
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The drow grows from my footsteps
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I'm the one that they follow,
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I am the one that they march with
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(lemme put you on game)
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Through the back alleys
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And the black markets,
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The Oval Offices,
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Crackhouses and apartments
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Through the mazes of the queens,
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The pages of the sages
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And the Chambers of The Kings
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(lemme put you on game)
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Through the veins-es of the fiends,
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A paper chaser's pager,
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Yo, I'm famous on the scene
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One of the oldest, most ancient-est of things
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Seak every single language on the planet, y'all mean?
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(lemme put you on game)
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I am the American dream,
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The rape of Africa
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The undying machine,
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The overpriced medicine,
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The murderous regime,
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The tough guy's front,
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And the one behind the scenes
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(lemme put you on game)
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I am the blood of this city,
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It's gas, water, and electricity,
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I'm it's gym, and it's math, and it's history,
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The gunshots in the class
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And you can't pass if you're missin, G.
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I taught them better than that
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I taught them aim for the head
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And hope they never come back
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I'm glad your daddy's gone, baby,
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Hope he never comes back,
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I hope he's with your mother,
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With my hustlers high in my trap
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(lemme put you on game)
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I hope you die in his trash,
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I can't help it all I hear when you're crying is laughs
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I'm sure somebody find you tied up in this bag,
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Behind the hospital little baby,
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Crack addicts had
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(lemme put you on game)
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Then maybe you can grow up to be a stripper,
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A welfare-receiving prostitute
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And gold digger,
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You can watch on TV,
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How they should properly depict you,
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The rivers should flow with liqour,
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Quench your thirst on my elixers,
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(lemme put you on game)
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I am the safe haven for the rebel runaway and the resistor
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Ihe trusted misleader,
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The number one defender,
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And from a throne of their bones I rule,
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These fools are my fuel
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So I make them Cool
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(lemme put you on game)
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Baptize them in the water out of Scarface pool,
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And feed 'em from the table that held Corleone's food,
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If you die, tell them that you played my game
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I hope your bullet holes become mouths that say my name,
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'Cause I'm the... [gunshot]
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Put You On Game
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| Lupe Fiasco |
