Game - Kool Keith, Kutmasta Kurt

Yeah

When I dunk across

When I show you the bowl

When I show you the floor

G-A-M-E, spells game

You know the bass is out, you ain’t got game

I’m droppin words on beats, they come in thick game

The little flavor they use, they ain’t got game

Long face or not, you be in the big game

Sweet on my feet, I float like Sugar Shane

You never get up the hill, on the Hall of Fame

E-40 my man, he did «Tha Hall of Game»

Players rock the stage, while the ballers bang

Pretty ladies they hang, while you droppin them thangs

Non-stop rocka rocka rocka

When I get up they spot me

G-A-M-E, spells game (since it started, I’ve been in it)

N-A-M-E, spells name (yeah that’s me, don’t forget it)

F-A-M-E, spells fame (whatever it takes, I’mma get it)

G-A-M-E, spells game (just pass me the rock, and watch me hit it)

Peter Piper picked pickles, and Keith rocked rhymes

Move around get away you need to get game

In the pay game, give it up game

Still I flip a brain, in a powerful lane

Like a powerful train, you can’t handle my pain

I put a stain on your name, leave you out in the rain

Let my photos remain, like the key yo

Stuck to a keychain

Nothin but the net from the 3, chang-a-lang-a-lang-a-lang

Bobba-la-bang-bang

Shockin the ways, rockin them days

Sparkin 'em pays, yo!

Freeze, turn to 3's, on your knees

As free throws turn to bees

Break down the basslines, girls check your hangtime

Double dribble and fizzle, humble and fumble

If you go out, let it all hang

And sweat like a freebird on the 6th man

Don’t get jealous, stop messin with my good name

I’m out here with sharp arts and a booty aim

Watchin the hall of game

The big show, got me insane

Threes to burn leave you in flame

Like chargin a freight train

Little game, or big game

Who’s runnin the blitz game?

Triple double game

30 to 8 game, don’t be late mayne