[30 second skit opens the song]
[The Game] + (Dr. Dre)
What happened in here pop, that got `Pac and Big shot
The thick plots, now every rapper claim he let his clip pop
But even myself tote a gun and know to run
To get shot I been there before, now I`m fuckin with Doc
(Gotta do them Calvin Broadus numbers)
If not I`ll pitch rocks, anticipatin, my incarceration
Media think I`m fakin like Mason
But when it come to mace fuck R. Kelly I don`t take it in the face
I find out who sprayed and I`m puttin you under the pavement
No buddhist priest, catholic, or baptist pastor can save him
I`m far from religious, but I got beliefs
So I put canary yellow diamonds in my Jesus piece
I came back from the dead without a part of my chest
Laid in the hospital bed on cardiac arrest
I waited for three years while everybody else dropped
Now I understand why Nas did a song with his pops
[Chorus 2X: The Game]
I`m Ready to Die without a Reasonable Doubt
Smoke Chronic and hit it Doggystyle before I go out
Until they sign my Death Certificate All Eyez on Me
I`m still at it, Illmatic and that`s The Documentary
[The Game] + (Dr. Dre)
(Documentary) If I die my niggaz, fuck it
I did a song with Mary Blige my niggaz
Got a hook from Faith, no verse from Jay
I guess on Westside Story he thought I spit in his face
Told Ed Lover and Monie Love I was talkin to Ja
With that Maybach line, it was payback time
Keep fuckin with me nigga, I`ll put you under me
Take your car and trade it in for 8 300C`s
If you cross my T, I`ll dot your eyes
You`ll do life in a cemetary, I`ll do mine with Shyne
Come home, sit in the throne with my legs crossed
And my Air Force, middle finger up, fuck the world
Cause I`m feelin like Puff when Life After Death hit
Mo` Money Mo` Problems and I lost my best friend
I`m the second dopest nigga from Compton you`ll ever hear
The first nigga only put out albums every 7 years, haha
[Ed Lover]
Haha, you know what, speakin of Jay, that just makes me roll down
Now your song, Westside Story, you got a line that says
Don`t wear throwbacks, or drive ride in Maybachs - was that a shot at Jay?
[The Game]
Nah I was talkin about Ja Rule
Yeah so, I mean, I got a lot of respect for Jay, y`knahmsayin
I never take shots at legends, I just, that`s just somethin I don`t do..
Let me tell you why I do this shit
I`ma son of a gun, cause moms was a Hoover Crip
First day I got signed I had to prove I spit
Freestyled with Busta Rhymes
[Busta] Son, duke is SICK!
The protege of Doc Dre, I can finally put the shoes on
Now that the rumors of Rakim and Cube gone
They say Truth Hurts sunk like quicksand
Don`t stop me in traffic and ask about Hittman
I gotta restore the feeling, and crawl from under the rock
After the Dogg Pound crushed the buildings
I got a family to feed, I`m the middle of 9 children
We can talk about a loan after I sell 5 million
If I tell you I ain`t Game and I don`t know Dre
You gon` do me like Xzibit and cut half my face?
I take all the credit for puttin the West back on the map
You ain`t feelin that, guess I`m Guerilla Black
[Chorus]
[Dr. Dre] Documentary
