Game of Life

[Intro/Chorus: Teflon]<br>Keep yo` eyes on the prize<br>Cause the name of this game of life is to survive<br>Recognize, keep yo` eyes on the prize<br>Because the name of this game of life is to survive<br>Recognize, keep yo` eyes on the prize<br>Because the name of this game of life is to survive<br>Recognize, keep yo` eyes on the prize<br>Because the name of this game of life is to survive<br>Recognize<br><br>[Teflon]<br>I guess it`s nuttin more to talk about, get crossed up out<br>every path that we could possibly pass, lost about<br>all the love we had fo` each other<br>The brothers that used to love us<br>be the same niggaz now that try to rub us<br>In the quest for the forbidden fruit of life, my greed<br>made my soul bleed for me to unmask the hidden truth<br>Reverse the clock, let it rewind back in time<br>to a time in my mind, where we was the younger flock up on the block<br>A sign, blood brothers when we was nine<br>Thug brothers when we was ten<br>Cause that`s when our life turned to crime<br>Innocence stolen, boy turned to men, damn from this moment on<br>and all those so-called friends became opponents<br>No more eatin Now or Laters, nowadays we play for high stakes<br>And so we play the `Ville, where the power`s greater<br>I guess there come a time in all of our life<br>For us to seperate the men from the mic, for real<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Teflon]<br>Now we in this for the gold, and dough<br>Windows of our soul preach the legendary stories never told<br>Back when the TV`s was black and white, when phonographs piped<br>Days back in the days when we used to act like we was cousins<br>Niggaz knew we wasn`t, still I spend the night at yo` crib<br>And you spend the night at my crib - WE WAS COUSINS<br>Fuck what anybody tell us<br>We talkin snotty-nose in the hall, catchin body blows from older fellas<br>We rolled together, no stick and move, chicken move<br>We was slick and smooth brothers that knew, how to pick and choose<br>whatever we wanted, stay blunted on life, natural high<br>Goin back to school fly, livin life abundant<br>What made us change, what made us deranged, what made us complain<br>What made us brothers get ahead of this game<br>Now all we seem to see is pain<br>Too many brothers got slain in this game for tryin to get a name<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Teflon]<br>Adjust your sight upon the torch, right in front of your eyes<br>Live surprise that got so many lives cut short<br>We claim we in this for the long run<br>But if you think you gonna last forever in this game<br>you in the wrong one (that`s strong son)<br>Don`t be no ass kid, it`s drastic<br>Cause the way another brother play`ll put you in a casket<br>Nowadays, street motto is take the bottle from a young son<br>Give him a gun and watch him turn to desperado<br>We in the last days<br>And the Revelation`s on the last page<br>Slowly we burn - the world is the ashtray<br>We cast away our former plans, we on the block now<br>Scramblin with our mans up on the corner, slingin rocks now<br>No time to think about the past, it`s all about the cash<br>No matter who ass might gotta get blast<br>We all about the bread up in the end<br>You get set up and wet up by the same niggaz you used to call your friend<br><br>[Chorus]