No Games
I came up in a time
When you had to write
Your own sick rhymes
All the lyrics didn't fill it
You were labeled as a lame
Build Gates and Launaej come through
So you know a brotha had to come through
And bring the flames yah
And if you didn't get the picture
Let me break it down for you
Here's a camera and a frame
A brotha may be a Christian on a mission
But pertaining to these lyrics
I ain't playing no games boy
We shooting up the charts like Galaga
He built skates like Noah's Ark
I come through with the
Up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, b, a, start
I defeat him with the word
Got the spirit of the sword
From the master and his angels
All surround us, blessings countless
Blast through like Mega Man
With enemies all around us
We all know when them haters come around
'Cause they really just wanna denounce us
No games, no games
I ain't playing no games
A brotha may be a Christian on a mission
But pertaining to these lyrics
I ain't playing no games, yah
No games, no games
I ain't playing no games, ha
A brotha may be a Christian on a mission
But pertaining to these lyrics
I ain't playing no games
Try to play if you want to
But I live for the king
Understand that I always
Had a crown, clowns
Understand that we're on another
Level from the devil
Call it Zelda 'cause
We start with three hearts
And these hits I'm gonna flip
With or without the fame
Understand if you're hating
To me you're just another name
We go pound for pound
Call this Mike Tyson's Punch-Out
Call me Little Mac at your concert
Ha, so unashamed boy (Romans 1:16)
Yeah this ain't no game boy
You might see me playing Game Boy
On a plane, boy
Going straight to the tropics
And my wifey came boy, yah
Haters stare like I'm lining up
The moon with the sun
Run past the high score
No games, no games
I ain't playing no games
A brotha may be a Christian on a mission
But pertaining to these lyrics
I ain't playing no games, yah
No games, no games
I ain't playing no games, ha
A brotha may be a Christian on a mission
But pertaining to these lyrics
I ain't playing no games
Try to play if you want to
But I live for the king
Understand that I always
Had a crown, clowns
Understand that we're on another
Level from the devil
Call it Zelda 'cause
We start with three hearts
And these hits I'm gonna flip
With or without the fame
Understand if you're hating
To me you're just another name
When you had to write
Your own sick rhymes
All the lyrics didn't fill it
You were labeled as a lame
Build Gates and Launaej come through
So you know a brotha had to come through
And bring the flames yah
And if you didn't get the picture
Let me break it down for you
Here's a camera and a frame
A brotha may be a Christian on a mission
But pertaining to these lyrics
I ain't playing no games boy
We shooting up the charts like Galaga
He built skates like Noah's Ark
I come through with the
Up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, b, a, start
I defeat him with the word
Got the spirit of the sword
From the master and his angels
All surround us, blessings countless
Blast through like Mega Man
With enemies all around us
We all know when them haters come around
'Cause they really just wanna denounce us
No games, no games
I ain't playing no games
A brotha may be a Christian on a mission
But pertaining to these lyrics
I ain't playing no games, yah
No games, no games
I ain't playing no games, ha
A brotha may be a Christian on a mission
But pertaining to these lyrics
I ain't playing no games
Try to play if you want to
But I live for the king
Understand that I always
Had a crown, clowns
Understand that we're on another
Level from the devil
Call it Zelda 'cause
We start with three hearts
And these hits I'm gonna flip
With or without the fame
Understand if you're hating
To me you're just another name
We go pound for pound
Call this Mike Tyson's Punch-Out
Call me Little Mac at your concert
Ha, so unashamed boy (Romans 1:16)
Yeah this ain't no game boy
You might see me playing Game Boy
On a plane, boy
Going straight to the tropics
And my wifey came boy, yah
Haters stare like I'm lining up
The moon with the sun
Run past the high score
No games, no games
I ain't playing no games
A brotha may be a Christian on a mission
But pertaining to these lyrics
I ain't playing no games, yah
No games, no games
I ain't playing no games, ha
A brotha may be a Christian on a mission
But pertaining to these lyrics
I ain't playing no games
Try to play if you want to
But I live for the king
Understand that I always
Had a crown, clowns
Understand that we're on another
Level from the devil
Call it Zelda 'cause
We start with three hearts
And these hits I'm gonna flip
With or without the fame
Understand if you're hating
To me you're just another name
Credits
Writer(s): Chuck Price
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