The Game Lives On - Nas

Black hoods  cops and projects 
Sewers flooded wit foul blockage 
The gutters wild and every child watches 
Chains and top locks get ripped off hindges  doors kicked off 
Drunks stagger off  smeared off  wipe your beard off 
Crippled dope fiends in wheelchairs stare  vision blurry 
Cause burried deep in their mind are hidden stories 
Bet he's a mirror image of the 70's error 
he's finished for the rest of his life til he fades out 
the liquor store workers miss him but then it plays out 
So many ways out the hood, but no signs say out 
Mental slave house where gats go off 
I show off, niggas up north 
Prisonology talks till they time cut off 
You used to chill you short, prepare deep thought 
They hit the streets again, get it on 
Get this paper and breed again 
Planet leave somethin behind, so your name will live on 
No matter what the game lives on...... 

Chorus: (there is no chorus, the beat just plays on) 

Uh, yo, if this pianos 
The cake and my words to the candles 
Light it up, make a wish and them angels will grant you 
And patience one try, puttin those angles as bamboo 
They lit it up, (nas inhales 2 times) 
hit it up, (nas inhales once) now they dismantle 
Think the whole world is crazy, got a nine 
Watch where you walk, two dollar fine 
Sign of the times, hearin New York high satin 
United Nations quietly takin toll on your soul 
take it or leave it, just my evaluation 
Stack newly guns, teach the girls karate school your sons 
Not to hate, but to stay awake 
Cause the scars a razor make is nothin in comparison 
To the gas left on his whole mask, if we dont get it controlled fast 
Might as well be, laughing with Malcom X's assassin 
As we die slow, parishin brain dead from an Erics