Unfriendly Game
Masta Ace (ft. Strickland)
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I'm about to take this beat
And teach you 'bout the agony of defeat
And this football game in the street
And no it ain't two hand touch, just rough tackle
When niggas ball on your block 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 the downpour
'Cause no matter the weather, the game don't stop
Competin' with other teams for reign on top
Your offense gotta be cats with no conscience
No nonsense niggas with no options
That know how to carry that rock
Make the handoff and run off the block
It's hard to get first down
When you new in this rough town
You sell a pound, it's a touchdown
And niggas see the pig skin, they blast cops
For federal agents dressed as mascots
Niggas hold weight, but it's not for sniffin'
The only white lines is the ones niggas sniffin'
Know it sounds a bit different
The only quarter is a quarter key
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
But if you ask why somebody got slain
Yo, it's just an unfriendly game
The game don't stop, cats keep playin'
Some got hit hard and wound up layin'
Out in the field but the fans keep payin'
Understand what I'm sayin'? It's just an unfriendly game
This ain't America, is it?
This ain't America, is it?
Where can I be?
Ayo it's Monday night, we on some watch the game shit
But I can go outside and still see the same shit
'Cause look, there's a bunch of niggas in a huddle
Looks like they callin' a play
Come in kids, don't be all in the way
'Cause that's Pookie, he the fuckin' quarterback
'Cause he like to use the shotgun
If he don't, I know he got one
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
'Cause they like to protect Pookie
And Pookie make 'em 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
Oversees the whole block from his own private luxury box
He the one that make the deals happen
Smokin' big cigars while his stars is in the field scrappin'
But tonight the line of scrimmage got penetrated
The block got raided and everybody got traded
Now they wearin' stripes in the pen
Guess that's how the game go
Nigga you don't know? Highlights at ten
Early upstate police arrested twelve men in a downtown drug raid
The cartel known on the streets as the Sharks
Was transporting large amounts of marijuana
In 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 ready for the blitz, sonny
So you won't make a sack of money
And every now and then, somebody drops the ball
And the next team be right there to take it all
Now somebody new is tryin' 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
Just in case you gotta catch a bullet to the chest
Believe me, that shit can be a humdinger
'Cause every quarterback in this league's a gunslinger
The halftime show's kinda ill
Hood rat bitches dancin' to Dru Hill
Another nigga down and out
A crackhead with no name
Yo, it's just an unfriendly game
The game don't stop, cats keep playin'
Some got hit hard and wound up layin'
Out in the field but the fans keep payin'
Understand what I'm sayin'? It's just an unfriendly game
This ain't America, is it?
This ain't America, is it?
Where can I be?