Millenium: All Up In The Game

Published by The Infinite Loop, ASCAP
written and arranged by Millenium and Jady Experience
From the lp Kaos Theory
© 1998 House of Abdul
 

Chorus:

Scratching- Your all up in the game

and don't deserve to be a playa.

Verse1:

Cash rules everything around me

Got me running up in boundaries
robbing niggas thug immortal
Sometimes I don't want to live
I feel like I've given life every
muthafucken thing I've got to give
What's left for me except starving and pain
In order for me to maintain stay deep in the game
Walk these streets with the thoughts of beef clenching my four fifth
Forget that poor shit I'm gon be paid when this war hit
This game got my brain on flip I gripped my own neck
Promising god I'll meet death blessed by my own tech
At night's it's hard to sleep keep one eye on the door
The other eye on my hor cause I'm never quite sure
Cause she could be the one that's fooling me
Be the one that took my life and be at the funeral reading the eulogy
If I want something then I'll take it
I'll see you when I get there if I make it.. You feeling me.

Chorus:

Verse2:

featuring (Jady Experience)

You lost that luster kid now all them diamonds stopped shining

Lost in the world the first time you felt behind
And now you struggle back to the commomn man
Thought you had a plan but from the start you couldn't grasp it
Remember when you used to get your ass kicked
And catch a fat lip Man I was there from the get
Then out the blue you caught a deal and your roots you forget
They suckin you dry something around 40%
Intent to stay bent say young
cat didn't deserve that flipped your styles on R&B tracks and sound wack
Workin hard on the album that your label pushed back
Told you take it slow but still end up trustin them cats
Now countereact or hang it up for real kid
Caught you rhymin in a cypher and you didn't blend in
You just pretendin flauntin like you know what you want
Forget them days we had when you used to live with your aunt
Keep shootin blanks and you fakin righteous
Step to me again sheist and I'm a leave your ass deflated
Heads bigger so couldn't see the bigger picture
I want that true nigga back till I see him I'm a dis you.

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Verse3:

I'm all up in this game and it's serious my life I'll give for it

To run up on a hater and buss that rush I live for it
Was small time until I made it upstate
And got with Jay-D to make these moves and triple my weight
We needed alot of dough so I collected on cake
Dead niggas got no passes so we ran up in wakes
While they was singing sad songs son I'm mad gone
Openend the casket and took the armani suit that he had on
Things wasn't alway's this way I feel lost
Afraid to open the bible or look at the cross
It feels like the jewels I floss keep burning me
It feels like I'm awake undergoing open-heart surgery
Playas done tried to murder me claiming I'm false
Most of them are missing or no longer have a steady pulse
It's like this the same game that make you can break you
It could put you on top or take you but that's the game playa what!

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