(Kick the game)



In the studio for weeks, now I'm fiendin for passion

My temper's kinda trippin for this time I been lastin

But now it's time to break so I can have me some fun

Bout to hit the hoochie house and go to wax me some buns

Jump into the Super, then I pop in a tape

Then I rush to 85th so I can snatch up my labelmate

Loungin on the avenue, guess what I saw?

TMD was shootin dice and he was breakin a broad

Cause he's a hustler, yeah, and a street-smart scholar

( *car honk* )

(Hold up Dame, let me break her for her last dollar)

I said okay, then I pulled to the side

It was cold, so it was time to put the top on my ride

We was ready to spend, TMD jumped in

I said what's up, he said what's up and we was gone with the wind

Hit the highway, rollin, nowhere to be found

Diana Ross - slammin "Upside Down"

The bass and treble at the perfect level, the way we choose it

Noddin to the music, yeah, that's how we do it

But bust it, cause this is where the night gets bad

Just thinkin about the situation's makin me mad

But I'ma spit it, cause I ain't a punk and never will I be one

This ain't the season, so tell me what's the reason

For a white man rollin on the side and he said:

(Freeze nigger) with the pistol aimin straight at my ehad

I hit the breaks and then I swerved

And almost wrecked the car right into a curb

But then I said: no, Jack and then I bounced right back

On to the highway and got into a freeway chase with the punk

And nothing couldn't stop me

I was angry at the fact that a cracker tried to pop me

I pulled up on him and unloaded

We didn't stay to see what happened, we was rollin

(Man, do you think he's alive?) Man, I knew that he wasn't

Huh, but I had to push the troublematic button



[Erick Sermon] (I get pushed to the limit and yo, that's it)



Goin to my girlie so I exit the highway

50 seconds later I was parked in the driveway

Got up to the porch and I was ready to score

She took a long time just to open the door

I walked into the house and then I said what's up

And kissed her on the lip as I was grippin her butt

So how you're doin? (I'm fine, I feel cool but not perfect

Uhm...) What's the matter, you're lookin kinda nervous

I sat on the couch and put my feet up on the table

Thinkin 'bout the time that I could bust a fat cable

Now, what seems to be the problem, honey?

Why don't you tell me why you're lookin so funny?

(What you mean?) You know, cause you ain't tellin me somethin

It's all over your face, why don't you quit with the frontin?

If you got another man, why don't you tell me

Because yo, I ain't the one for the jealousy

(Ain't nothin wrong) Well won't you give me a smile?

I hate it when you're frownin cause you're crampin my style

Relax, be cool and yo, you'll be alright

Let me hang up my jacket because I'm stayin tonight

But when I opened the closet, what did I see?

A preppy punk sucker lookin right at me

The first thought in my mind was just to sock him

But he didn't do nothin, it was her I should be knockin

I pushed the sucker back in the closet and slammed the door

Oh, so that's what all the drama was for

Then I grabbed her by the neck and then I took her

(Au!) I didn't hit her or slap her but I shook her

(Au!) I shook her crazy till her head got dizzy

And then I just put on my jimmy and got busy

When I was through I cold went on a rampage

And tore up the house just like I tear up a stage

The sucker was quiet he thought he was off the hook

I beat him down in every way in the book

I know I said I wouldn't serve him, but bust it

I had to push the troublematic button



(I get pushed to the limit and yo, that's it)



(Yo Dame, those other two situations was tough and all

but yo, if a sucker ever decided to step up to you

what exactly would you say to him?)



Warning, you got me started so let me finish

I'll never be settled until the sucker's diminished

I'm never nervous, quality service is what I'm givin

My lyrics are funky because yo, that's how I'm livin

I pick up the mic and get hype on the scene

I'm super supreme, makin it dope, so call me a dopefiend

The Dame, who came out the blue on the blue tip

You want me to fall, you better watch it or you slip

And break, a simple fall is all it will take

You never be writin but you can bite like a snake

But just a small one cause brother, I would be dawned if

You ever get me down because your venom is harmless

And I'm just the opposite, I hit where it's painful

And rap ain't for faggots, so won't you get out the game, bro

And go to the army to be all that you an be

And maybe the navy, so you can sail on the seven seas

You get what I'm sayin cause at rappin you're failin

If you get on a boat, then yo, at least you be sellin

Did you hear my advice? It's somethin you shoulda took

You better run for some help when I push

The troublematic button