Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I'm about to take this beat
and teach you about the agony of defeat
Dm
And this football game in the street
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And no, it ain't two hand touch,
it's rough tackle
Dm
When niggas ball on your block
Am
and they bust at you
The field's full of players
and they all tryin' to score
The whole team sits on the
bench in a downpour
Cause no matter the weather,
Dm
Am
the game don't stop
Competing with other teams,
F
the rain on top
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Your offense,
gotta be cats with no conscience
Dm
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No nonsense, niggas with no options
They know how to carry that rock
Dm
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Make their hand off, and run off the block
It's hard to get first down
Dm
When you new in this rough town
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You sell a pound, it's a touchdown
And niggas see the pigskin, they blast cops
So federal agents, dress as mascots
Niggas hold weight, but it's not for niffing
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The only white lines is the ones
niggas sniffin'
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Know it sounds a bit different
Dm
The only quarter is a quarter key
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If that ain't a penalty, it oughta be
And the concession stand is so sick
Servin' you the cat, rat,
and dog on a stick
Dm
But if you ask why somebody got slain
Am
Yeah, it's just an unfriendly gang
The game don't stop,
cats keep playin'
Dm
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Some got hit hard and wound up layin'
Out in the field,
but the fans keep playin'
Understand what I'm sayin',
it's just an unfriendly gang
This ain't America,
Dm
Am
this ain't America,
this ain't America
Yo, ayo, it's Monday night,
we on some watch the game shit
Dm
But I can go outside
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and still see the same shit
Cause look, there's a bunch
of niggas in the huddle
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Looks like they callin' to play,
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come in kids, don't be all in the way
Cause that's Pookie,
he the fuckin' quarterback
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Cause he like to use the shotgun,
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Dm
if you don't I know he got one
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And that's Booger,
he the fuckin' running back
Cause he always say he gon' quit,
and he always wind up runnin' back
The rest of them,
I'll just say they play the line
Dm
Cause they like to protect Pookie,
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and Pookie make him stay in line
And if they make a wrong move,
they penalized
Not by the referee,
but by Pookie brother Jeffery
And Jeff don't touch shit,
he sit and watch
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Oversees the whole block,
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from his own private luxury box
He the one that make
the deals happen
Smokin' big cigars,
while the stars is in the field scrappin'
But tonight,
they line of scrimmage got penetrated
Dm
The block got raided,
Am
and everybody got traded
Now they wearing stripes and a pin,
guess that's how the game go,
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nigga you don't know, highlights of ten
Early in the day, police arrested 12
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men in a downtown drug rave
The cartel known on
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the streets as the Sharks,
was transporting large
amounts of marijuana
and shipments of Little League
football equipment
There's a new team in
from out of town,
what's the sound?
Out of bounds
And the front line niggas stay
Dm
ready for the blitz, sonny,
so you won't make a sack of money
Am
And every now and then,
somebody drops the ball
And the next team be right
there to take it all
Now somebody new's trying
to make a score in your territory
It's the same old story
And if you want your corner back,
you better wear a vest
Dm
Just in case you gotta catch
Am
a bullet to the chest
Believe me,
that shit can be a humdinger
Dm
Cause every quarterback in this
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league's a gunslinger
The halftime show's kinda ill
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Hoodrat bitches dancing to Drew Hill
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Another nigga down and out,
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a crackhead with no name, yo
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It's just an unfriendly game.
The game don't stop,
the cats keep playing.
Dm
Am
Some got hit hard an d wound up laying.
Out in the field,
but the fans keep playing.
Understand what I'm saying,
it's just an unfriendly game.
Dm
Am
This ain't America, is it?
This ain't America, is it?
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Dm
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Where can I be?
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Dm
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C#m
F#
Meanwhile, back in Brooklyn...
Yo, Lisa, check this out.
It's Tyrique, alright?
I don't really want no problems
with you and shit.
I just need my fucking car.
You heard? You had my shit for a while.
I want my motherfucking keys.
I want my title.
This ain't no game keep
fucking with me
you gonna turn up missing you ain't more
than your feelings hurt bitch in my shit
Unfriendly Game
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