The Rap Game

Mc Lyte

Hook:




TRG we making that cream



People get fooled it ain't easy as it seems



You can rock on till the break of dawn



But one by one your ass is gone




I got trapped in the rap game at sixteen and saw



it's no more than a crap game know what I mean?



Like when you feel you shake em right



they fake roll snake eyes in this industry that's how quick niggaz die



Through my eyes it's like Russian Roulette



Never do you know when you about to get wet



So you should stay set so you don't fall and go under



Have people saying I wonder what happened



to him or her it's sad when you begin to think



you can't be gone but you can be gone in the blink



of an eye, don't ask why cause you try



Somebody came along that was twice as fly



I remember when I hit the scene it was the second phase



Rope chains two finger rings, those were the days



Latin Quarters my Puma suit was cool



Now let me be caught in that and I'll be damned a fool



Ya gotta change with the times like the weather



MC's that alsts is the MC's that's clever



You can't move too slow cause when it's to time to go



You see it's to time to go




repeat Hook 2X



(1. But one day brother your ass is gone)



(2. But one day sister your ass is gone)




Come back after come back, nigga came back



more wack than the wackest wax on the rack



What's up with that, new jacks are coming through



taking no slack



They hungry and they looking for a spot



to cop a squat, you better watch the clock



It can be awfully embarassing to not know when



to let go of the rhyme, it's about half past the monkey ass



You should have been gone but you still trying to hang on



What happe