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  • Main » M » Mac » Put Me In Tha Game
    Mac - Put Me In Tha Game lyrics (Rating: 0.00)
    Posted: 28.07.2004
    Views: 120
    (mac talking)
    
    Woah
    Like my poppa said life is just like a game
    You got to play it
    You got those who hate to play it
    But when you play you gotta play it right
    Ya heard me?
    
    Verse 1:
    
    I used to sit on that pine and watch these other players shine
    Coach never gave me no kinda of play time
    I got game, i got game, i would try to explain
    But he aint hear me look, i doubt people even remember my name
    Remember me who carried that gatorade? you told me i would later play
    You never put me in, i waited for days
    I wanted to ball too, i wanted to shine,
    Let me get in and get mine, this pine is starting to hurt my behind
    So why you hatin' me? when i came to pratice faithfully
    I got the grades, i got the nike wrist bands with the michael air j's
    You never substitued your kin-folks
    Even if we winning by 30, with 30 seconds left in the 4th
    Half of them is too old, the other half parole,
    Don't make me rat and make 'em take back all the trophies you stole
    Shorty wanna ball, i'm telling yall
    If he dont get his break, someone gonna meet their fate
    
    Chorus x2
    
    Put me in tha game
    I wanna shine too man , let me get mine too,
    Look i wanna show these fools what i can do
    Put me in tha game
    All i want is a shot,
    I might be as good or better than them players you got
    
    Verse 2:
    
    I cant believe you told me i was chump, told me that i played like a punk
    You never knew i would grow 6'4", double pump, and dunk
    I never gave up and even when i got cut, i went home
    Study my game alittle more, pratice on my free throws
    I got with another team and got my shine on, my play time on,
    Just pass me the ball, i give resistance all
    Coaches sweating me, cheerleaders wont stop letting me,
    I guess i got the recipe now
    Soon as i hit the court, i hear sceams, which only means,
    To follow your dreams, no matter how roughed the road might seem
    I said that to say this, the life is like a sport
    The ghetto's your home court, if you weak you playing the wrong sport
    By any means stick to your guns,
    And i'm aint talking about the ones that shoot
    I'm talking about the roots
    And when they put you in keep the same hunger
    That's how you elavate, that's how you get your game stronger
    
    Chorus x2
    
    (mac talking)
    
    Ya heard me?
    Put me in tha game
    And i'ma show you one thing
    I'ma play it right
    Cause ain't no faking ya heard me?
    1999, ghetto commander what
    Put me in tha game