What Part Of The Game Lyrics by Killah Priest

What Part Of The Game Lyrics

    Oh so you a killer now?
    What part of the game is that?
    O so you a thug?
    What part of the game is that?
    So you sold mad drugs?
    O so yall gangstaz now?
    What part of the game is that?

    [killah priest]
    First of all everybody cant mc
    Second of all, y'all all sound wack to me
    Third y'all sound like a group of wannabes
    Either it's tupac or another b.i.g
    Here's the truth for ya rappers, be ya self
    But y'all scared to do that, cuz won't see no wealth
    Matter of fact when y'all leave the ring leave those belts
    I ain't gonna stop till every word is felt
    Most of yall cats never bust no gats
    And most of yall cats neva sold no crack
    And most of yall cats better thank god for rap
    Cause most of y'all left the hood and can't come back
    Believe that, niggaz ain't trying to see no plaques
    Specially if your pockets are fat and theirs is flat
    Niggaz like an applause, ever heard of gun clap
    Ever heard that click clack, rat tat tat tat
    Damn money what part of the game is that?

    So yall gangstaz now?
    What part of the game is that?
    O so now y'all thugs?
    What part of the game is that?
    O you sold mad drugs?
    What part of the game is that?
    O so you killers now?
    What part of the game is that?
    O you gangstaz?
    What part of the game is that?
    You gotta be somethin
    What part of the game is that?
    O you a hustler?
    What part of the game is that?

    See a lot of y'all cats never been upstate
    So why ya getting mad and all bent out of shape
    Gangsta rap? come on yall was on roller skates
    And now ya trying to blow up on the next mans mistake
    I've benn broke to long to let a nigga rob me
    Be up in ya lobby, at least 5 deep
    Creep in ya crib and pop 5 in ya sheet
    Pop another one nigga trying to rob me
    We ride in these streets, survive in these streets
    Niggaz get high, niggaz die in the streets
    Fuck that, i roll up on the side of ya jeep
    In the range asking for change, hidin my heat
    Get smart, i let one fly through ya seat
    Through ya heart, leave a nigga lyin beneath
    2000 who wanna side with the priest
    And i'm lounging all my niggas playin for keeps

    Chorus:

    Oh so you biggie now?
    What part of the game is that?
    Nah you think you pac?
    What part of the game is that?
    Oh you a warlord now?
    What part of the game is that?
    Hey yo ras tell em
    What part of the game is that?

    [ras kass]
    I'm live evil, i know live people
    Anxious to bang ya wit heavy metal like magneto
    Now who really on some gangsta shit?
    Not every nigga with a stomach tattoo, bandana and a click homey
    You ain't dope just cuz ya sniff it, or lace ya blunt with it
    That just makes ya a wack rapper and a drug addict, get it
    These niggaz rhyme like they ak spray shit
    Sell a ki of yay shit, gotta ride, homicide, every single gay shit
    Get smacked in the streets by some real nigga who don't play shit
    Hit the pavement screaming it's just entertainment
    And that ain't it, life sucks like fumigation
    My obligation, expose all ya funny bunnies
    Rappers actin slash fudge packin for the money
    Cuz next week if the new fad was hip hop fags
    You'll find a lot of these thug niggaz in drag, believe that

    Oh so you a thug?
    What part of the game is that?
    Nah you a gangsta
    What part of the game is that?
    Oh now you a killa
    What part of the game is that?
    Oh now you a warlord
    What part of the game is that?
    I can't get no money?
    What part of the game is that?

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