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Artist：ice cube
Songs Title：true to the game
Its the ni**a ya love to hate with a new song
So what really goes on
Nothing but a come-up, but ain't that a b**ch
They hate to see a young ni**a rich
But I refuse to switch even though
Cause I can't move to the snow
Cause soon as yall get some dough
Ya wanna put a white b**ch on your elbow
Moving out your neighborhood
But I walk through the ghetto and the flavors good
Little kids jumping on me
But you, you wanna be white and corny
Living way out
Nigger go home spray-painted on your house
Trying to be white or a jew
But ask yourself, who are they to be equal to?
Get the hell out
Stop being an uncle tom, you little sell-out
House ni**a scum
Give something back to the place where you made it from
Before you end up broke
F**k around and get your ghetto pass revoked
I ain't saying no names, you know who you are
You little punk, be true to the game
Break
When you first start rhyming
It started off slow and then you start climbing
But it wasnt fast enough I guess
So you gave your other style a test
You was hardcore hip-hop
Now look at yourself, boy you done flip-flopped
Giving our music away to the mainstream
Don't you know they ain't down with the team
They just sent they boss over
Put a bug in your ear and now you crossed over
On mtv but they don't care
They'll have a new ni**a next year
You out in the cold
No more white fans and no more soul
And you might have a heart attack
When you find out the black folks don't want you back
And you know whats worse?
You was just like the ni**a in the first verse
Stop selling out your race
And wipe that stupid-a** smile off your face
Niggas always gotta show they teeth
Now I'm a be brief
Be true to the game
Break
A message to the oreo cookie
Find a mirror and take a look, g
Do you like what you see?
But you're quick to point the finger at me
You wanna be the big fish, you little guppy
Black man can't be no yuppie
You put on your suit and tie and your big clothes
You don't associate with the negroes
You wanna be just like jack
But jack is calling you a ni**a behind your back
So back off genius
I don't need you to correct my broken english
You know thats right
You ain't white
So stop holding your a** tight
Cause you can't pass
So why you keep trying to pass?
With your black a**
Mister big
But in reality, you're shorter than a midge
You only got yourself to blame
Get a grip, oreo and be true to the game
Be true to the game!