Lirik Lagu It's In The Game - Method Man F/ Ricky Watters
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You know I'm bout it bout itWhat? Huh?You knowHuh?It's like you don't limit yourself to one thingYour mamaGot to broaden your horizonsBroaden your jointsKeep your eyes on the prizeThe struggle goes onEryday (ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha)ErydayAnd I'ma live it through my music(ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha)You know how we doChoose or lose from it
Verse One: Method Man
Pull your shoes up, don't get stuckor get your frame struck, when my squad blitzinhittin like Mack trucks, head splittin paper writtenin windy cities like Chicago, no bullshhhhYou see me spittin at the kitten with the lost mittenAs we engage in cold war gettin frostbittenOnce again up in these stank drawers baby listenOne mind and for one cause, heavy hittinThe penalty illegal ruffnecks, we bring ruckusin pursuit of gold lines, can a n---a touch itIf I can't see ya can't truss itA shady character like Buzz BuzzardLay him out like a plush rug-ged*mimicking Brand Nubian* Now you can love it, or leave it aloneWe drink death and puff boneDraggin your body out the end zoneAnd any way the wind blow that's where you flowThat's why you be the first one caught, last to knowBody layin out on the flo', substituteHeavy players from the run and shoot, we open do'Third and long, quarterback pack the cannon onI go deep he drop bombs, *whistle* that's when I touch-downSix points, what now?Once again who comin through in the clutch now, perfect strangerousEver since I came with this, and wrecked a bodyYou convinced like Lombardi, that Johnny DangerousOffensive shotgunCalm in the pocket I got one, in the milli gunDeep threats to chose from, that's how it goes sonYou win some you lose some, it's in the game
You win some you lose some (uhh!) that's how it goes son (yeah)You win some you lose some (uhh!) it's in the game ... (yeah)You win some you lose some, that's how it goes sonYou win some you lose some, it's in the game
Verse Two: Ricky Watters
From the football field(It's in the gameYou win some you lose some, it's in the game)To the mountain, yaknowhatI'msayin?(That's how it goes son, that's how it goesYou win some you lose some, it's in the game)
Freestylin, profilin, won't catch me smilinStraight from Fema Island, buckwhylin, I'm stylinA funky type of style with the lyrical incisionS--t locked down, like my n----z out in prisonGood riddance, keep it hidden, up in my knapsackSippin cognac, while I vibe off this funky trackYo bring it back, or make it hit harderInfiltrate your mind like Nino at the Carter, but smarterSo drop harder, if you wanna conjugateVerbs and nouns, make it profound as I poundIn your earpiece I'm the beastTo say the least, we must increase, the peaceBut keep it real, so I can feel, the skillsFunky fresh rhymes I will build so I killand thrill, lyrics spittin, through my lipsDoin backflips, it's another hitCome take a sip, of the running WattersLyrically I slaughter, mentally I authorthe rhymes that you feel to the mapCrushin double barrels, sing em out like carolsWho it be? It be I, the n---a with the chinky eyesFrom NY, city we committee we gets busyWith killa beez on the swarmLyrically we storm, mentally a lordVerbally I bomb (boom!), guard your grillIt's the man that chill, run for the hills from GrassvileDrillin rhymes straight on tracks and double cuffAnother TV, and they loved it
(You win some you lose some, that's how it go sonYou win some you lose some, that's in the gameYou win some you lose some, that's how it go sonYou win some you lose some, that's in the gameIt's in the gameYou win some you lose some, it's in the gameIt's in the game, it's in the game, it's in the game, it's in the game)
Verse One: Method Man
Pull your shoes up, don't get stuckor get your frame struck, when my squad blitzinhittin like Mack trucks, head splittin paper writtenin windy cities like Chicago, no bullshhhhYou see me spittin at the kitten with the lost mittenAs we engage in cold war gettin frostbittenOnce again up in these stank drawers baby listenOne mind and for one cause, heavy hittinThe penalty illegal ruffnecks, we bring ruckusin pursuit of gold lines, can a n---a touch itIf I can't see ya can't truss itA shady character like Buzz BuzzardLay him out like a plush rug-ged*mimicking Brand Nubian* Now you can love it, or leave it aloneWe drink death and puff boneDraggin your body out the end zoneAnd any way the wind blow that's where you flowThat's why you be the first one caught, last to knowBody layin out on the flo', substituteHeavy players from the run and shoot, we open do'Third and long, quarterback pack the cannon onI go deep he drop bombs, *whistle* that's when I touch-downSix points, what now?Once again who comin through in the clutch now, perfect strangerousEver since I came with this, and wrecked a bodyYou convinced like Lombardi, that Johnny DangerousOffensive shotgunCalm in the pocket I got one, in the milli gunDeep threats to chose from, that's how it goes sonYou win some you lose some, it's in the game
You win some you lose some (uhh!) that's how it goes son (yeah)You win some you lose some (uhh!) it's in the game ... (yeah)You win some you lose some, that's how it goes sonYou win some you lose some, it's in the game
Verse Two: Ricky Watters
From the football field(It's in the gameYou win some you lose some, it's in the game)To the mountain, yaknowhatI'msayin?(That's how it goes son, that's how it goesYou win some you lose some, it's in the game)
Freestylin, profilin, won't catch me smilinStraight from Fema Island, buckwhylin, I'm stylinA funky type of style with the lyrical incisionS--t locked down, like my n----z out in prisonGood riddance, keep it hidden, up in my knapsackSippin cognac, while I vibe off this funky trackYo bring it back, or make it hit harderInfiltrate your mind like Nino at the Carter, but smarterSo drop harder, if you wanna conjugateVerbs and nouns, make it profound as I poundIn your earpiece I'm the beastTo say the least, we must increase, the peaceBut keep it real, so I can feel, the skillsFunky fresh rhymes I will build so I killand thrill, lyrics spittin, through my lipsDoin backflips, it's another hitCome take a sip, of the running WattersLyrically I slaughter, mentally I authorthe rhymes that you feel to the mapCrushin double barrels, sing em out like carolsWho it be? It be I, the n---a with the chinky eyesFrom NY, city we committee we gets busyWith killa beez on the swarmLyrically we storm, mentally a lordVerbally I bomb (boom!), guard your grillIt's the man that chill, run for the hills from GrassvileDrillin rhymes straight on tracks and double cuffAnother TV, and they loved it
(You win some you lose some, that's how it go sonYou win some you lose some, that's in the gameYou win some you lose some, that's how it go sonYou win some you lose some, that's in the gameIt's in the gameYou win some you lose some, it's in the gameIt's in the game, it's in the game, it's in the game, it's in the game)
