Ice Cube – True To The Game (Death Certificate 25Th Anniversary Edition Album)

person Cuslifolder_openNexusaccess_time June 19, 2017

So stop holding your ass tight
No more white fans and no more soul
Stop being an Uncle Tom, you little sell-out
I don’t need you to correct my broken English
And you might have a heart attack
Cause you can’t pass
It started off slow and then you start climbing
But I refuse to switch even though
They’ll have a new nigga next year
You know that’s right
So back off genius
Do you like what you see?
Cause soon as y’all get some dough
Get a grip, oreo and be true to the game
Nothing but a come-up, but ain’t that a bitch
Give something back to the place where you made it from

Don’t you know they ain’t down with the team
Little kids jumping on me
A message to the oreo cookie
It’s the nigga ya love to hate with a new song
Trying to be White or a Jew
Stop selling out your race
On MTV but they don’t care
You wanna be just like Jack
Find a mirror and take a look, G
Cause I can’t move to the snow
Moving out your neighborhood
But ask yourself, who are they to be equal to?
Be true to the game
Living way out
They hate to see a young nigga rich
So you gave your other style a test
So why you keep trying to pass?
When you find out the black folks don’t want you back
But you, you wanna be white and corny

You was hardcore hip-hop
You out in the cold
Ya wanna put a white bitch on your elbow
Fuck around and get your ghetto pass revoked
Before you end up broke
With your black ass
And you know what’s worse?
But I walk through the ghetto and the flavor’s good
"Nigger go home" spray-painted on your house
So what really goes on
But in reality, you’re shorter than a midge
But Jack is calling you a nigger behind your back
And wipe that stupid-ass smile off your face
Mister Big
But it wasn’t fast enough I guess
You was just like the nigga in the first verse
I ain’t saying no names, you know who you are
Get the hell out
You ain’t white
You wanna be the big fish, you little guppy
Put a bug in your ear and now you crossed over
But you’re quick to point the finger at me
When you first start rhyming
Niggas always gotta show they teeth
You don’t associate with the Negroes
Giving our music away to the mainstream
You only got yourself to blame
You put on your suit and tie and your big clothes
Black man can’t be no yuppie
You little punk, be true to the game
Now look at yourself, boy you done flip-flopped
House nigga scum
They just sent they boss over
Now I’m a be brief

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