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Game To Win
by SHEE
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Immediate download of Game To Win in your choice of 320k mp3, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire. SHEE (Sheer Badness Entertainment, LLC) presents “Game to Win,” first release off the forthcoming EP, Avoiding Ordinary (the “A.O.” EP). This EP will face-off with a competing project from SHEE entitled Defying Convention (the “D.C.” EP). Be sure to listen to tracks off of each CD so you can determine which you’d prefer to support. Visit www.SHEEmusic.com for more information about SHEE. Please utilize the SHARE links available to pass this song along to your friends across the various social networking sites, or simply grab the code to embed a widget on your website or blog. Thanks for the support.Buy Now $0.99 USD
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“Game to Win” is about being determined, keeping your eyes on the prize and freeing yourself from individuals and environments that are not conducive to productivity. The term “new-faced” is common verbiage in Flatbush, NY – it means “acting brand new.” “Game to Win” is about identifying people you may have befriended that are trying to slow down your progress (either directly or indirectly). This song draws from personal experience, it’s an anthem for everyone reaching a point in life where they decide to empty the rocks from their pocket and drop dead weight.
lyrics
[INTRO]
I’m in the game to win; I’m bringing new style,
I’m being new-faced, I’mma shut it down [HOOK]
I’m in the game to win; I’m bringing new style
I’m being new-faced / cut ‘em off, shut it down
[REPEAT / VARIATION] [VERSE 1]
I’m in the game to win, you know I’m on my grind
Snake that’s in the grass, I’m ‘bout to pull ‘em out
This ain’t a resolution, more of a conclusion…it’s the end
Came across drew my line in the sand
And I ain’t here burning bridges, I ain’t creating enemies
I’m sitting back observing all these cats I got befriending me
Separating who they are, from who they pretend to me
I’m taking with a grain of salt, everything you tell me
I’m trying to build a better me; but that don’t include you
You can opt to take it personal if you choose to
You thinking we’re equivalent; we ain’t because ya’ cash short
Wanna chill where I be at, well that require a passport
I’m international with mine, you got a local focus
Knowing you a fraud, like a model / just posing
With no photographer, you’re mad because I’m popular
Your career stagnant, be me, I get it poppin’ though [VERSE 2]
You soak in like a sponge, ‘cause you’re obviously impressed with me
I’m ‘bout to change the jack, can’t stand the way you pressing me
Crazy O.D. with your unlimited minutes
But you ain’t never got nothing to say that’s that serious
You ain’t my manager, you ain’t got your hand in nothing
You don’t play a role, but you always wanna know
‘Cause I came so far, and I got so close
And my finger on the detonator now, I’m ‘bout to blow
And my fan base grown, and I got my own business
Rap game my battle ground and I’m out here killin’ it
Two victims, double-homicide
Killin’ lyrics and I murder the beats, them my casualties
Collateral damage / innocent bystanders
Got the game on lock, no hand-cuffs
You just mad, ‘cause the fans got their hands up
But I’mma leave you where you at, just stand there [VERSE 3]
I’m all about development, progression and advancement
I gotta move forward, never look backward
You mad, I ain’t checking for you / but you’re back there
We ain’t gonna hang same way we did last year
So this my Dear John letter and a farewell
Take pride in the fact that I’m from here
In my career, I don’t need your interference
And I’m high, under overheads I can’t make clearance
And you’re not on my level; I ain’t trying to sound negative
You living in a fairytale, I tell it how it really is
And you’re a thousand-aire, I’mma get the millions
And I’d still be on the block, make a cameo appearance
And it clear your opinion of me makes no difference
And hate comes with the territory, y’all furious
But I’mma get mine…point-blank, period
Besides, when my song on / y’all feeling it
[END]
I’m in the game to win; I’m bringing new style,
I’m being new-faced, I’mma shut it down [HOOK]
I’m in the game to win; I’m bringing new style
I’m being new-faced / cut ‘em off, shut it down
[REPEAT / VARIATION] [VERSE 1]
I’m in the game to win, you know I’m on my grind
Snake that’s in the grass, I’m ‘bout to pull ‘em out
This ain’t a resolution, more of a conclusion…it’s the end
Came across drew my line in the sand
And I ain’t here burning bridges, I ain’t creating enemies
I’m sitting back observing all these cats I got befriending me
Separating who they are, from who they pretend to me
I’m taking with a grain of salt, everything you tell me
I’m trying to build a better me; but that don’t include you
You can opt to take it personal if you choose to
You thinking we’re equivalent; we ain’t because ya’ cash short
Wanna chill where I be at, well that require a passport
I’m international with mine, you got a local focus
Knowing you a fraud, like a model / just posing
With no photographer, you’re mad because I’m popular
Your career stagnant, be me, I get it poppin’ though [VERSE 2]
You soak in like a sponge, ‘cause you’re obviously impressed with me
I’m ‘bout to change the jack, can’t stand the way you pressing me
Crazy O.D. with your unlimited minutes
But you ain’t never got nothing to say that’s that serious
You ain’t my manager, you ain’t got your hand in nothing
You don’t play a role, but you always wanna know
‘Cause I came so far, and I got so close
And my finger on the detonator now, I’m ‘bout to blow
And my fan base grown, and I got my own business
Rap game my battle ground and I’m out here killin’ it
Two victims, double-homicide
Killin’ lyrics and I murder the beats, them my casualties
Collateral damage / innocent bystanders
Got the game on lock, no hand-cuffs
You just mad, ‘cause the fans got their hands up
But I’mma leave you where you at, just stand there [VERSE 3]
I’m all about development, progression and advancement
I gotta move forward, never look backward
You mad, I ain’t checking for you / but you’re back there
We ain’t gonna hang same way we did last year
So this my Dear John letter and a farewell
Take pride in the fact that I’m from here
In my career, I don’t need your interference
And I’m high, under overheads I can’t make clearance
And you’re not on my level; I ain’t trying to sound negative
You living in a fairytale, I tell it how it really is
And you’re a thousand-aire, I’mma get the millions
And I’d still be on the block, make a cameo appearance
And it clear your opinion of me makes no difference
And hate comes with the territory, y’all furious
But I’mma get mine…point-blank, period
Besides, when my song on / y’all feeling it
[END]
credits
released 14 March 2011
Song Lyrics, Written & Performed by SHEE
Music Composed by BoomBashBeatz
Engineered by SHEE at CHARTROOM Recording Studio
Mixed & Mastered by Dan Pfiffer at Venture NYC Studio
Photography, Graphics by SHEE
Copyright 2011 - Sheer Badness Entertainment, LLC (ASCAP)
Song Lyrics, Written & Performed by SHEE
Music Composed by BoomBashBeatz
Engineered by SHEE at CHARTROOM Recording Studio
Mixed & Mastered by Dan Pfiffer at Venture NYC Studio
Photography, Graphics by SHEE
Copyright 2011 - Sheer Badness Entertainment, LLC (ASCAP)
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