Yo yo yo... 
I wish that I had something to say 
That could wipe that smile right off of your face 
Here take my hand pretend you know my man 
Blame it all on the game, blame it all on the game 

?? is a thing that we love 
So here's another one to get jealous of...do it Ja!(?) 

So put your hand up if you remember the Juice Crew 
They don't make em' like they used to 
This supposed to be the new school? 
Your guns are aimless, songs are nameless 
How long you been famous? 
I claim this region 200 hundred-mile radius 
Twin Cities' flavors RhymeSayers got the tastiest 
And you can hate me, it's part of the territory 
As long as you know it's impossible to ignore me 
>From middle fingers to hugs, tofu to the drugs 
The fights fist(?), might as well just take pictures of Slug 
And live out your own life to the fullest 
Why you starin' at my feet when you're standin' in this bullshit? 
You could never learn how to ride a bike without balance 
So what's the point of trying to grab the mic without talent 
Go get your brakes looked at, you fuckin' fake hood rat 
Wanna be the basement's greatest? Too late, already took that! 
Father knows best, but Father knows stress 
But Father needs love, a back rub, and some rest 
Damn he could use a good home cooked meal 
Been burnin' both ends since he broke the seal 
Up, up and away, watch him take off 
Give himself a little hell and quit the day job 
And ignite the sunlight, tryin' to write about life 
About face(?), break the fear, and you're here till the plight(?) 

And I wish that I had something to say 
That could wipe that smile right off of your face 
Here take my hand pretend you know my name 
And blame it all on the game, blame it all on the game 

Cat's be walkin' into the spot like they own it 
Wearin' a face that they should save for they opponents 
With the shoelaces tied, you're(?yet?) too wasted to drive 
Either way I've arrived to bless this place with my vibe 
Yeah right, my vibe ain't even cool 
I sit in the corner and drink until I slur and drool 
The t-shirt says shoot pool, not people 
Kill time, not life, grab the mic and let the beat go 
(Beat go beat go beat go) 
But that's good for me, 
It's hard to hide a magic card when you wear a short sleeve 
Force feed what I've got when they not hungry 
Tryin' to replace everything that they ripped off from me 
Below the tummy, and choke the dummy theory 
Beat the point dead until these folks hear me clearly 
Keep it all simple, a simplistic intricate(?) 
Rebuild the robots with little hands and finger tips 
Reprogram, a world full of slow jams 
Grab the prize and clutch it tight with both hands 
Why go ?? talk 
Anyone that calls this fall off(?) can suck my balls off 
I ain't goin' nowhere, I'm still here, right here 
Same spot that I stood when you first woke up 
The same guy that grabbed the mic and made your girl wanna fuck 
The same MC still runnin' on an empty tank of luck 

And I wish that I had something to say 
That could wipe that smile right off of your face 
Here take my hand, pretend you know my name 
And blame it all on the game, blame it all on the game 
And I wish that I had something to say 
That could wipe that smile right off of your face 
Come here take my hand, pretend you know..know..know 
Blame it all on the game (Blame it all on the game) 

Because of the beats other rhymes, when in fact it did (?whole line?)