Assembly Line, Craig G - The Game Lyrics

Craig G, Yeah, Listen, Uh
It’s that real hip-hop man, listen

As I look back on my life, with this mic
I feel I have no reason at all to be uptight
I been around the world got fans on every continent
Not really concerned with being most dominant
Craig G’s a name you can trust when rhymes are bust
Having just a piece of the pie is fine with us
Tryna keep the pie for yourself is pure gluttony
I connect with fans floor level to the upper seats
If It were up to me,
every time I touch a beat
I leave a little knowledge for your brain to live comfortably
We’re tryna give that real hip-hop back to you
Least be ourselves is what I figure we have to do
I see to many kids imitating clowns
that are just waiting around,
chasing the crown
If you do nothing else, remember these rhymes
Craig G, Assembly Line, stay on our grind lets go

No matter how much the game change its the same
“Oh my goodness!”
x 5

Everybody’s got a hater, that’s just the way life is
Somebody that want’s you to join them in there crisis
Kill your ambition and leave your dreams lifeless
To me, success is revenge it feels priceless
I ball up a tight fist
Ignore the nay-sayers
bench riders are the first ones to hate players
Me, I don’t acknowledge, I just try and do my numbers,
In the winter, I’m thinking about a wonderful summer
Roll a 760 beamer, maybe 1 or 2 hummers
Hire muscle that are quick to put a gun on you fronters
Ok, I admit, I’m no longer about beef, Happy?
Shining on the losers that doubt me
That’s my motivation in life to get right
At the bar, Popping champagne all night
And If you do nothing, just remember these rhymes
Craig G, Assembly Line, stay on the grind lets go

No matter how much the game change its the same
“Oh my goodness!”
x 5

And I won’t stop, see the game turn sour
A bunch of people that don’t like themselves in power
The soul got absorbed with imaging and marketing
It’s not about the music no more we in the dark again
No matter what rapper turns into a travesty
I wont rest till we get it back, don’t be mad at me
That’s called resilience, matched with brilliance
Whether you’re in a penthouse or tenement building
Look, one stroke of genius could change your life
Don’t throw away your dreams, hold onto ‘em tight
There’s always somebody that says you can’t do it
Tryna stop your movement have your whole life ruined
We spit a jewel to keep your mind tuned in
I’m ready for my close up get your lens zoomed in
If nothing else, just remember these rhymes
Craig G, Assembly Line, stay on the grind lets go