To everybody who knows my story
To all of those who came before me
My time is now I'm goin' do it all over again
Ain't nothin' new ain't 'bout to change
I'm still gonna do it my way
So tell me why you hate the game?
So tell me why you hate the game?
This time I do it better just because
The streets named me Illmatic but yet I'm still at
Felon, fights behind me on the intersection
Sex and drugs my anthology on perfection
Dress superb admired by conspirists
Who wanna try me but ain't high enough to 4-5 me up
Child of the 80s, y'all niggas is lazy
Complainin' 'bout labor pains nigga show me the baby
And my nigga Game light another L pass the bottle
Pro-black I don't pick cotton out a aspirin bottle
Yeah I learned my lessons and heard y'all snitchin'
Witnessin' you rockin' with narcs confirmed my suspicion
Green fatigues on my niggas I'll bleed for 'em
I can show 'em the water but can't make 'em drink it
And I can show them my fortunes but can't force 'em think rich
And still I'm out on the boarder wonderin' if they sink quick
Ignore the ignorance I rep the brilliance of Queensbridge
And pray the feds let Murder Inc. live
[Chorus: Marsha Ambrosia]
To everybody who knows my story
To all of those who came before me
My time is now I'm gon' do it all over again (so how?)
Ain't nothin' new ain't 'bout to change
I'm still gonna do it my way
So tell me why you hate the game?
Oh no I never lost I do it just because
So tell me why you hate the game?
This time I do it better just because
I don't talk about my guns nigga I Just Blaze
'Pac is watchin' B.I.G. is listenin'
While Pun talkin' to us Jam Jay still spinnin'
To every nigga listenin' I was supposed to be
Amongst kings my mom shouted out at my christenin'
And while you still listenin' Shyne locked in a manhole
And Cam got shot inside his Lambo it's ample
Life is a gamble, 15 years old red rag around my head