Lyrics:

[Intro: Guru]
Yeah
I put in a lot of work my nigga
Ive seen and been through it all my nigga
And Im still standin
A lot stronger and a lot wiser my nigga
Playin this game right here for keeps my nigga
So therefore, you know I never sleep my nigga

[Guru]
I felt pain of all types, still the same its alright
Course they wanna stereotype but its all hype
Cant let the game go sour it needs me
Hungry like a black Oliver Twist, feed me
If need be, snatch your mic up quick
Blast you right up kid, sit back and light up shit
Im the crowd pleaser, street avenger in your loudspeaker
Witness the flow, Im a proud teacher
The double helix, the chemicals react to me
Its like sex, the way I do it naturally
Aiyyo Im peepin your card increasin my odds
Now my triggers cocked back, see me squeezin it hard
In this jungle habitat I dont move like an average cat
I got a different kind of superstar status jack
And me not handlin biz
Thats like the industry without all these scandals and shit

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
I play the game for keeps
Thats why I never sleep, run silent run deep
I play the game for keeps
Yo man I gotta eat, still in the streets dumb heat

[Guru]
East to West coast, real is real we rep most
Respect toast, those close we check most
And you can call me the jeweler
Cause Ima leave ya with somethin of real value to school ya
And it dont go around your wrist or neck, nigga~!
Your real peepsll never disrespect
And punks be goin out for self and cream
No self-esteem, they dont wanna share their wealth with the team
And thats when the plottin starts, huh
Just like a few minutes after all the flossin starts
Im playin for keeps just like a man obsessed
Been doin this since words that I manifest
And I came to stay in this sport, I aint retirin
Im firin rapidly, to blaze your rapport
You wish you could handle me Ill shit on you randomly
While you runnin snitch Im witcha bitch on a canopy

[Chorus]
[Guru]
You dont know shit about this rap shit you fake type critics
You sheist bigots, Im O.G., I bet my life with it
You trife midget - thats what you are next to me
Im treachery, knock you out and strong arm the referee
My specialtyll be to dead your zone
Runnin your mouth like Wendy shoulda kept some chrome
Picture me not reppin it right, huh
Thats like a krillz head caught without a stem or a pipe

[Chorus]