🎵 Born 2 Rap // by The Game

17 Contributors Born 2 Rap Lyrics “Born 2 Rap” acts as a spiritual successor to “Don’t Need Your Love” from Game’s debut album and sees him rapping about his lasting impact and constant presence in the rap game.… Read More  [Verse 1] I remember I was rappin' for a year and a half Couple tears in the glass Some gunshots then I appeared on the map, bust it In the studio, way in the back with Busta Next mornin' back to weighin' the crack, fuck it What if Dre don't make an album out my demo? At least me, Snoop, and Nate Dogg smoked some indo Mel-Man told me, "Be patient," thanks for the info Next thing I know, I'm in Hits Factory with Timbo Came back and threw the Range on Lorenzos I'm reminiscin', lookin' out this Lamborghini window My Granny told me I'd be bigger than Nintendo, Game Let the top down so she could scream her grandson name We on our way back to the nursin' home listenin' to Just Blaze beats to put these verses on My life almost got cut short on the 'Math, 'til Jigga told Dre "Hate it or Love it" was a smash [Chorus] I sit alone in my room in the zone writin' classics Who rap better than me? I sit alone in my room in the zone writin' classics Who rap better than me? I sit alone in the room in my zone writin' classics Who do it better than me? Who rap better than me? Who rap better than me? [Verse 2] Shit sound like I found the Fountain of Youth It's like the bald-head Game steppin' back in the booth, true I'm the only nigga rap like I do, proof Who survived after 300 Bars, who? Nobody, I'm still countin' these bodies Still countin' these millions Still make everybody quiet when I walk in the lobby of that Interscope buildin' I still drop one line and have 'em all in they feelings I know you miss me but I just been in Calabasas Bought the crib far just to stop from whoopin' nigga's asses I'm the definition of classic I'm the feelin' fans used to get when they rip the shit up out the plastic How many legendary studios got my plaques in it? New Lambo truck, let's see if I can start from scratch in it And I started from the bottom of the block Hate it or love it the underdog still on top, nigga [Chorus] I sit alone in my room in the zone writin' classics Who rap better than me? I sit alone in my room in the zone writin' classics Who rap better than me? I sit alone in the room in my zone writin' classics Who do it better than me? Who rap better than me? Who rap better than me? [Outro: Nipsey Hussle] Game was always open arms You know what I mean? And, you know, he was the only one for a while Yeah From the-from the generation after the Snoop, Dre, Pac So Game was-he held the position of-everybody looked to Game For-for, you know, "Hey, listen to my tape, woo" And I actually met Game in my hood on Crenshaw and Slauson And I was outside on the block with like twenty of my homies And, um, I see the Range Rover, I'm like, "That's Game right there" And we all walked up to his car and I handed him my CD And on my daughter, he had a Glock on his, on his hip I mean on his lap And that's what made me like, I ain't gon' say made me respect Game I respect Game off all the things he done But when we met, you know what I'm sayin'? It was um, I was in the middle of my hood, you know, with all my homies before rap And Game was drivin' through solo with a, with a Glock in his lap You know so No security, just solo? Nah, nah, on the solo (On the solo)