Married 2 the Game

[Intro - Scratches: KRS-One]
Goin' out to the hardcore hip-hop
Of course we don't flip flop, hip-hop

[Verse 1]
Yeah, the very first time I heard the snare, I was stunned
Bought it out half a dime and a fifth of the Rum
Couldn't believe what I'm seeing, what music become
How the bass switched to kick heavy knockin' on drums
My hood had that shit knockin' so did my cuz
Took the tape out the wrapper, put in my plugs
I could hear nothing else, I was catchin' a buzz
Shit was crazy to me, hip-hop I found love
Now I'm catchin' the rounds like bitches on the pole
And you're spittin' you crying when the Smith N got the snub
I was trippin', you lying, I was gripping with the glove
'Til you bitching and whining, got me itching like a drug
Now I'm spitting in the club, paid writtens in the club
You look a lil' timid, you kittens in the club
No, ain't not like it, music is my love
'Til I'm buried down deep and I'm looking on above

[Chorus: Suspect & Das-EFX]
This is hip-hop, music is my drug (To the hip-hip, the hop, it don't stop)
This is hip-hop, music is my love (To the hip-hip, the hop, it don't stop)
I be married to the game and there ain't no breakin' up
This is hip-hop, music is, music is my love (To the hip-hip, the hop, it don't stop)
This is hip-hop, music is my drug (To the hip-hip, the hop, it don't stop)
This is hip-hop, music is my love (To the hip-hip, the hop, it don't stop)
I be married to the game and there ain't no breakin' up
This is hip-hop, music is, music is my love (To the hip-hip, the hop, it don't stop)

[Verse 2]
Never thought back then, I'd be where I'm at now
On planes 'cross seas, perform in front of crowds
So many people getting loud and loving what we 'bout
Yeah, we started from two then blew up the whole town
Now we crossin' over states, packin' shows, fillin' dates
Make a move on the grind 'cause I know what it takes
I got a hunger inside, I ain't talkin' for steaks
So I'ma do it for my team, we are real, ain't no fakes
No jake by our side, just the fam like the MC
Been birthed off this rap so my pocket never empty
Turn to the fold so I'm baggin' like a G
Stay eatin' off my merch my bag packed with CDs
Soul streak hit the block people know who I be
And you be hatin' on the team 'cause you a ghost in the street
Hold heat, hollow tips get thrown when I speak
For the love of the music and this music I bleed

[Chorus: Suspect & Das-EFX]
This is hip-hop, music is my drug (To the hip-hip, the hop, it don't stop)
This is hip-hop, music is my love (To the hip-hip, the hop, it don't stop)
I be married to the game and there ain't no breakin' up
This is hip-hop, music is, music is my love (To the hip-hip, the hop, it don't stop)
This is hip-hop, music is my drug (To the hip-hip, the hop, it don't stop)
This is hip-hop, music is my love (To the hip-hip, the hop, it don't stop)
I be married to the game and there ain't no breakin' up
This is hip-hop, music is, music is my love (To the hip-hip, the hop, it don't stop)

[Outro: KRS-One]
Goin' out to the hardcore hip-hop
Of course we don't flip flop