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[The Game: Intro]
Edith Sigler
Truely a black rose cracking the concrete
I love you and I miss you so much
[The Game: Chorus]
My love for you, is like a angel
Flying through the sky like a bird in the winter
And your love for me, is so deep and
Sorta like a black rose cracking the ce-ment
My love for you, lives on
Like the memory of Aaliyah singing her last song
And your love for me, will never die
Like a black child struggling the ghetto to survive
[The Game: Verse 1]
My heart goes out to the beautiful woman that raised me
Twenty years after the Watts Riots, early 80's
Pop's on drugs, Mom's couldn't take me in
Had a daughter already, said she was too young.. to feed another baby and
Shit got crazy then, two years came went
Baby sister on the way, we can't even pay the rent
No hot water.. I reminisce
Tears running down my face as I hold my daughter
You spent years by the fire place, I was in the garden
Every Sunday at the church, Bible study at the quarters
I was hard head back then, I was selling crack
When your hard earned money paid for basketball practice
Always at the game on time, yelling at the coaches
Wondering why your baby boy's sitting on the pine
Even though life get hard sometimes, I keep my head up
And I can make the sun shine in just one rhyme
Walk with me
[The Game: Chorus]
My love for you, is like a angel
Flying through the sky like a bird in the winter
And your love for me, is so deep and
Sorta like a black rose cracking the ce-ment
My love for you, lives on
Like the memory of Aaliyah singing her last song
And your love for me, will never die
Like a black child struggling the ghetto to survive
[The Game: Verse 2]
I'm at the lanes, in that '57 Lincoln Continental
Peddle to the floor, looking for the highway to heaven
Remember when your baby boy was 7?
We had +Good Times+ like I was J.J. and you was Florida Evans
I shoulda listened to the reverend
Now I drown my pain in this 40 ounce and these boring ass records
Disrespecting your house, living reckless
Look at me, inside your jewlery box, 'bout to pawn your necklace
Every night you in the window looking
But what'd you do when your grandson crooked and he too old for whooping
Used to tell me I was smarter than that
Took me down to the Compton swap meet, bought my first starter hat
"Pull over, wait! A jacket to match,
a pair of Levis, and number 8 Jordan's with the all black straps!"
When you died, my soul cracked, can i get a soul clap?
I'm walking without a heart, can somebody hold that?
[The Game: Chorus]
My love for you, is like a angel
Flying through the sky like a bird in the winter
And your love for me, is so deep and
Sorta like a black rose cracking the ce-ment
My love for you, lives on
Like the memory of Aaliyah singing her last song
And your love for me, will never die
Like a black child struggling the ghetto to survive
[The Game: Verse 3]
I got a lotta things i wanna ask the Lord
Like why I can't see my grandmother face no more
And why I cant seem to live without her
And if I pray could he send her back to me one day, 'cause heaven too crowded
Everytime I think about it, I'm missing your smile
Can barely cope, my angel is gone, I'm heartbroke
Drowning in my own tears, somebody throw me a rope
Or spread my wings so I can fly, I'm ready to die
Might cry but I'm still a man, might be a man
But I still cry, big mama, my angel in the sky
If you wanna feel my pain, then close your eyes
Hold your breath, now that's too close to death
Open your eyes see the light now
And if you love your grandmother like I love mine, go tell her right now
I know how this might sound
But my plan is to show you that I understand, you are appreciated
[The Game: Chorus]
My love for you, is like a angel
Flying through the sky like a bird in the winter
And your love for me, is so deep and
Sorta like a black rose cracking the ce-ment
My love for you, lives on
Like the memory of Aaliyah singing her last song
And your love for me, will never die
Like a black child struggling the ghetto to survive
[Fade Out]