- For The Love of the Game *Representt for hip hop not for rap yo* *Representt for hip hop not for rap* [Paul Yams] I got love for the game that's
Übersetzung: Will Smith. Für Die Liebe zum Spiel.
a holla to my niggaz in the darkest corners Roll a perfect blunt, and let me spark it for ya One love from a thug nigga rollin with a posse full of paranoid
a drug called crack To us ghetto teens [echo] Got a law for raw niggas now Playa what it be like? [echo] When will niggas see they got us bleeding
) got nothing to lose 5x nothing to lose Verse 2 I thank the Lord for my many blessings though I'm stressin' keep a vest for protection from the barrel of the Smith
me sorta You a fool with a mental disorder, and it's probably your daughter That really love me, for the shit that I taught her Will Smith on the guest
spark to it We can smoke in here, put the choke in the air [singer] Don't change the game for these hoes who plays the game like we supposed [Jay-Z]
[Redman] Yo, I'm rolling in my ride, my eyes real chinky Hit 145, buy like 12 twinkies Today a good day, I know, don't jinx it I 'will' keep a 'smith
strong arm steady cause you will be shot, This is the land of the keys, the home of the gang, Now sit yo five dollar ass down for I maintain, [Chorus
mean? A Teflon Don to this hip-hop game, super supreme It's like what happen can happen but will it stop that won't happen I'm feelin good about the mission for
takin the game beyond How the hell we gon' have a battle of wits? Trick you unarmed Let's talk about love for the game I mean real love, back before
you bless my ear, c'mon [Chorus: Will Smith] Could you love me in the shack in a shanty town? Could you love me if my pants was hand-me-down? Could you love
the sunlight This is how da beat goes on Big Will Tra- Knox So hot This is how da beat goes on Poppin Rockin n Stompin This is how da beat goes on Big Will
fallin' down on me But I can't seem to feel it, feel it Feel it coming over me [Will Smith] The rain gon' come through the window, pain will come Black
million man march Attack of the man in black Like Jordan playing on a train Yo my game on track Mad ice for my wife No care for what it costed Had to
Lil' Kim) [Will Smith] Uh, uh, uh What? Whoo! Ha-ha Yeah mic check Mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic Alright now let's go yo [Lil' Kim](Will) Here
see a bad bitch, point her out Yeah, you're damn right I'ma, you're damn right I'ma Go getta, go getta, go getta In the immediate state they callin' me Will Smith
