A Game

Lyrics

7-18 stand up c'mon Talib Kweli, BK MC
 Turn it up yeah
 We 'bout to drop it low
 Baby I got the flow yeah to work your abdominal I'm goin in
 It's the lava flow yeah strictly A game
 Rock it fast, rock it slow whoa
 You got to rock it fast, rock it slow whoa, whoa
 Rock it fast, rock it slow c'mon, yeah
 You gon' rock it fast, rock it slow whoa, whoa, yeah, yeah
 Black rock and roll, black hotter flow
 At the end of the black brick road, lets get it goin yo
 Geffen don't fuck the shit up, ship it gold
 So I could sell like the whole Jigga back catalo'
 Matta fact I'm tryin to sell out, concerts and merch' fam
 Always get the story straight accounts first hand yeah
 That nigga, the crack spitter, the black fitted low
 Give you that bit of information so
 You could know what you see when it's your time to go
 The diamond flow cut glass, crack binary code
 You're kinda slow, you need a new career yeah
 You're kinda old, you need to hang the mic up on the wall like a souvenir
 Don't blame the mangers, Be All You Can Be
 Join the Army like Canibus, niggaz avoidin me
 like the draft and run to Canada, flash like a camera
 That's when his girl asked me to dance with her - so we gon'
 Hop to the beat and then stop Yeah, drop it low
 Baby I got the flow to work your abdominal
 Ladies I know I get hot Like lava flow
 Strictly the A game, rock it fast, rock it slow
 Hop to the beat and then stop Yeah, drop it low
 Baby I got the flow to work your abdominal
 Ladies I know I get hot Like lava flow
 Strictly the A game, drop it fast
 That's how we do it all the way live.
 I put it down so hard that I developed a rep c'mon
 From the punchlines to cave in your delicate chest
 The fella can test, let's see how jealousy get
 I smell the fear in the air and I could tell he was pet'
 Kweli - look in my eyes and you could tell I'm a threat
 I wet my throat and get bent like a pelican's neck
 I make a gentleman's bet with my ghetto connect
 And got a .9 in my mind you can't metal detect
 I pull it out, put it to your head and shoot from the hip
 I fired 13 shots and left 2 in the clip yeah
 I spit the truth, that's it, I'm not confused one bit c'mon
 I'm so New York City streets that I'm abusin your whip
 Cruisin the strip, sunny day sky blue like a Crip c'mon
 For the rush hour Enuff threw this in the mix
 Quarter to six, Amadeus is producin the hits oh, oh, oh
 To get a screw loose in your chick, son she losin her shit whoa
 Hop to the beat and then stop Yeah, drop it low
 Baby I got the flow to work your abdominal
 Ladies I know I get hot Like lava flow
 Strictly the A game, rock it fast, rock it slow
 Hop to the beat and then stop Yeah, drop it low
 Baby I got the flow to work your abdominal
 Ladies I know I get hot Like lava flow
 Strictly the A game, drop it fast
 Check me out, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Get your ass up on the dance floor
 No we don't stop, when we in the dance off
 Baby girl whatchu wanna get into?
 I wanna get in too, bring your friends too
 Check me out, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Get your ass up on the dance floor
 No we don't stop, when we in the dance off
 Baby girl whatchu wanna get into?
 I wanna get in too, bring your friends too
 Check me out, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Get your ass up on the dance floor
 No we don't stop, when we in the dance off
 Baby girl whatchu wanna get into?
 I wanna get in too, bring your friends too
 Check me out, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Get your ass up on the dance floor
 No we don't stop, when we in the dance off
 Baby girl whatchu wanna get into?
 I wanna get in too, bring your friends too
 Hop to the beat and then stop Yeah, drop it low
 Baby I got the flow to work your abdominal
 Ladies I know I get hot Like lava flow
 Strictly the A game, rock it fast, rock it slow
 Hop to the beat and then stop Yeah, drop it low
 Baby I got the flow to work your abdominal
 Ladies I know I get hot Like lava flow
 Strictly the A game, drop it fast
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:35
Key
11
Tempo
92 BPM

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