"Same Team, No Games" lyrics - GANG STARR
(Stratched) let the games begin
(Guru talking) part 2 ok I just go whenever I feel like? ok lets go
Do the knowledge to the master building blowing a split
The new millinium, hirem a biff
I gotta watch what I say to you niggas in my conversation
'Cause this shit ain't really passed the statue of limitation
The streets still holla about strong I am
Niggas I hurt still holla bout wrong I am
As a little nigga slow baking soda and coke
Had me amazed how my steady hand kept it afloat
Let it sit cool and harden hit the set
Cool and heartless in front of the store projects
As long as I made a profit I see you eyeing me
Your fires can't diary
Filled with pages of episodes of shying me
Nah believe me I'm a hammer for hire
Hit your ass so close that you coat will catch fire
Dog the stakes is dire
I'm no liar
Hold a court in the street b
'Cause I got priors
Same team, no games
Keep chicks that blow brains
Rappers rock soul train
The corners rocking dope game
Got no shaaaame
Trying to build these figures
Headquarters left ain't gone he still with us
Not in the physical the way he once lived
I can see him will big l, pun, pac and big
Watching the kid like hell shig the waist over
And hail that ether blow out and take over
I'm the truth
Give you booth and your video shoot
Pull those camerons on you
While them cameras on you
How you love that?
Don't wanna bump with stats
So pull your head up
Don't make me call crumb up
It's the militia
Ya niggas don't know bout i
Got me heated frustrated bout to blow my high
Me and penz blazing
Rave got the gauge razing
Sick of talking about a niggas aim on my waist man
United we stand together
Down for whatever
Divided we get at you from all angles
Gangstarr for bare
Then why he saying same team no games
Love is love man one and the same
Funny style niggas act strange
Going against the grain
Don't wanna see us on top of our thing
We adapt to change
Fame, fortune, and material gain
Flow stay natural unrestrained
Let me explain
Niggas don't get it till you set it aflame
Subject 'em to pain
Make 'em respect the name you said you repped
Connect you claim
Stay ready to bang
Steps ahead of competetors
Just to test your aim
Each dead you wreck say
Splat and dead your brain
My foundation bust gats
Splat and dead your brain
Fuck with mine SPLAT
And ill take your chain
I play for keeps and I came to win
Yo I'm the jerry rice to this
Much to nice to quit
And just so you know
We never liked you kid
'Cause you ain't never wanna laet niggas eat
So I'm gonna convene with my team
Before I gotta let the trigga speak
'Cause now a days
Y'all niggas are carbon copies
Y'all bars are sloppy
Still its hard to stop me
Especially when I connect with my man
Rep with my fans
We taking back the rest of our land
And we don't really care if they say your the shit
They playing your hits
We bout to make our way in this bitch
And lastly if you take your ass to the next season
In a flash take your stupid as out
Give me the next reason
Flip while my peoples here
Spit while my people here
Time for me to get rich with my people here
Cut off a snakes head
Then we break bread
Same team no games
You on the ground trying to fake dead
The Ownerz (2003)
- Intro (HQ, Goo, Panch)
- Put Up Or Shut Up
- Werdz From The Ghetto Child
- Sabotage
- Rite Where U Stand
- Skills
- Deadly Habitz
- Nice Girl, Wrong Place
- Peace Of Mine
- Who Got Gunz
- Capture (Militia, Pt. 3)
- Playtawin
- Riot Akt
- (Hiney)
- Same Team, No Games
- In This Life...
- The Ownerz
- Zonin'
- Eulogy
- Natural
- Tha Squeeze