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Chorus:
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It might feel good
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it might sound a little somethin'
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but damn the game if it don't mean nothin
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what is game who got game
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where's the game in life behind the game behind the game
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I got game
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she's got game
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we got game
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they got game
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he got game
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it might feel good
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or sound a little somethin
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but fuck the game if it ain't saying nothin
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Chuck D:
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if man is the father the son is the center of the earth
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in the middle of the universe
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then why is this verse coming six times rehearsed
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I don't freestyle much but write 'em like such (word)
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amongst times controlled by the screen
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what does it all mean all this shit I'm seeing
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human beings screaming vocal javelins
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sign of the local nigga unravelling
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my wonderin' got ass wonderin'
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where Christ is in all this crisis
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hating satan never knew what nice is
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check the paper while I bet on ices
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keep more than your eye can see and ears can hear
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year by year all the sense disappears
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nonsense preserves prayers laced with fear
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beware the two triple o is near
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Stephen Stills:
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there is something happening here
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what it is ain't exactly clear
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there's a man with a gun over there
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tellin' me I got to beware
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it's time to stop children what's that sound
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everybody look what's going down
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Chuck D:
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thought of that millenium just be killing them
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it scary like lies buried in a library
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when did state pen correct anything
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when piles of us still be catchin' the bus
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when stacks of cash packed in laundramats
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pay the preachers back where the teachers at
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I ain't even gotta ask it
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whose underpaid and got fouled at the basket
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I can't blame the envy at who be getting all the benjis
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and taking them grants for granted
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last I checked pyramids wasn't built like projects
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on them government checks
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modern day thugs ain't got no guts
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pardon the expression under governor nuts
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last time in a church be the last time in a church
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dead pledge allegiance to cd's and movies
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leaving reality believing in fantasy
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bleeding fatalaties too many formalities
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prayers laced with fear
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beware the two trip zero is here
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Chorus
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He Got Game
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Public Enemy f/ Stephen Stills |