The Game Don't Stop - AZ

I’ma, 80's baby

Mercedes made me

Crack money and Moët made me crazy

Strapped hungry with no vest, they named me AZ

Amongst the militant, too insane to raise me, was Swayze

Some old school pimps embraced me

And built real between daffodils and daisies, amazed me

The cars changed, switched attire

Broads came, partied like Richard Pryor

(?) frames, no lens to protect my pupils

Thou' the heart changed, love amongst my mens was neutral

Beautiful

We puffed, it was dough to spread

With enough bread for uniforms to summon the Feds

I fled

Instead I had a mouth to feed

19, my queen claimed she havin' my seed

Do the right thing is wise, that’s what Spike Lee said

So disguised as a mic fiend, my ties was dead

The game don’t stop

Til the playa get knocked

Or the shit flip-flop

And you sittin' on top

The game don’t stop

Til the playa get knocked

Or the shit flip-flop

And you sittin' on top

The game don’t stop…

The game don’t stop…

The game don’t stop

Til the playa get knocked

Or the shit flip-flop

And you sittin' on top

My kid here, career in the bloom

I don’t live there no more, I done moved to the moon

Whips is like spaceships that zoom on fumes

Flooded bracelets they lit like an eclipse in June

No cartoon

I symbolize the code itself

Once told he who hold don’t expose his weatlh

But what else

When one life’s faced with crisis

And you see hate replace the holy faith of the righteous

I just

Handcuffed and jailed myself

Jammed up and, bailed myself

With no help

Made my own V.I.s and mailed myself

It’s all B.I., I had to tell myself

I’m on lock

And the game don’t stop

Til the playa get knocked

Or the shit flip-flop

And you sittin' on top

Flashin' my wrist watch

Like, «go get cops»

Bitch I’m legit got rich off Hip-Hop

The game don’t stop

Til the playa get knocked

Or the shit flip-flop

And you sittin' on top

The game don’t stop

Til the playa get knocked

Or the shit flip-flop

And you sittin' on top

The game don’t stop…

The game don’t stop…

The game don’t stop

Til the playa get knocked

Or the shit flip-flop

And you sittin' on top

I’m one man but so many monsters in me

With one gram had plans on conquerin' cities

So on one hand could’ve signed and, launched with Diddy

But I ran with my other man, the response was pretty

A few grams, a few niggas' fiances with me

New Sedans, was feelin' like Fonzworth Bentley

Who the man?

My homies at the concerts with me

I was back on my deen

Then the jacket with the jeans

Then the hatin' and slackin' with the team

Now I know what it means

Things ain’t always what it seems

It’s the ones that smoke blunts with cha

Rap with cha

But really want your black ass out the picture

Bet the God won’t slip

I’m indie with the semi on the Remy loaded talons in the clips

Rubber grip

Got the silence on the tip

So call it what you want I’m on my New York shit!

The game don’t stop

Til the playa get knocked

Or the shit flip-flop

And you sittin' on top

The game don’t stop

Til the playa get knocked

Or the shit flip-flop

And you sittin' on top

The game don’t stop…

The game don’t stop…

The game don’t stop

Til the playa get knocked

Or the shit flip-flop

And you sittin' on top