Chapter one  alright go  yeah yeah  yo yo yo
 Haha  one two  this is what is up  nigga (freeze)
 Only the survivors survive in the world of survival
 Where your rivals always wanna make it seem
 like they're gonna do things and always concocting schemes and plots
 You know exactly what it is (you know!)
 You know exactly how it's gonna be (ha) haha (you'll never catch me fool)
 What  five lessons  five chapters, I'ma start

 How you gonna make a couple dollars
 When you roam in zones filled with cowards
 Ain't no way to make no real cash nigga
 Conceal your canning, all you do is flash nigga (motherfucker)
 I can tell, fool, you'll never get paid
 'Cause niggaz like you ain't got no real game
 With all them niggaz that you got by your side
 You learned by yourself that the only way to ride
 I'ma put you up on (game)
 This whole world revolves around (game)
 Pure indeed game, and let it obtain
 I roll with my girl and weeds
 All oversees with loot like I'm flipping keys
 I heard niggaz gonna catch me on a slipping tip
 Come through with the auto's, cock, flip and shit (hell no)
 But I knew from the giddy-up, like EST
 And got rid off my fo'-fifty and my G.S.3
 I got...

 Chorus (2x):
 (game) This whole world revolves around
 (game) Pure indeed game, and let it obtain
 Once you realize you'll never live without (game)
 Get paid without, no moves made without (game)

 It's the force, the call of the holocaust
 Go against the source, end up lost
 The portrait of a wild puma
 Silent penetration like poison, pinpointing
 Isolating hearts, poetical poisonous darts
 Puncture like needles, I always take care of my peoples
 Verbals vital, no rivals, there's no equals, no sequels
 With no one to help us
 I'll leave you crying for help and helpless and healthless, wealthless
 Oversellers envious and jealous
 Bitches and sneaks, pants and muscles
 I saw a view through the eyes
 Fake ass, bitch ass niggaz in disguise
 Keep calm, release the neutron napalm bomb on young hawks
 Splitting wigs like logs, cloudy visions like fogs
 When the pump gets to pumping,
 niggaz get to jumping like frogs, smoke like bungs
 Get to stepping, stepping with your weapon
 Pause, creep crapped and left in the puddle in seconds
 Fuck 'em with veterans, with game...

 Chorus (2x)

 One time, on time
 Give it to me all, 'cause I want it all
 Give it to me all, 'cause I love to brawl
 Give it to me all, 'cause I want it all
 One time, yeah I love to brawl
 One time (give it up), one time (give it up)
 Check it out

 It's hard to sustain and maintain through life
 With these motherfuckers throwing niggaz three strikes
 The homie big Lou got a fo' on deez
 That's the word, came up from flipping birds
 Words travel like black talents
 The homie's loud at silence, real G's move in silence
 How you gonna make it to the next stage
 If one second you're broke, the next minute paid
 Now you got the police planning
 Niggaz on the street scanning, loading up cannons
 If it was me, I'd move silently
 Prepare warfare, react violently
 Lou is too flashy, new clothes
 (???) with hoes, and got penetrated
 He had too many hoes knowing where he resides
 Soon as he got home niggaz was waiting in sight, no game
 Shh...

 Know what?

 Chorus (3x