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Woah Like my poppa said life is just like a game You got to play it You got those who hate to play it But when you play you gotta play it right Ya heard me? Verse 1: I used to sit on that pine and watch these other players shine Coach never gave me no kinda of play time I got game, I got game, I would try to explain But he ain’t hear me look, I doubt people even remember my name Remember me who carried that gatorade? you told me I would later play You never put me in, I waited for days I wanted to ball too, I wanted to shine, Let me get in and get mine, this pine is starting to hurt my behind So why you hatin’ me? when I came to pratice faithfully I got the grades, I got the nike wrist bands with the michael air j’s You never substitued your kin-folks Even if we winning by 30, with 30 seconds left in the 4th Half of them is too old, the other half parole, Don’t make me rat and make ’em take back all the trophies you stole Shorty wanna ball, I’m telling yall If he don’t get his break, someone gonna meet their fate Chorus x2 Put me in tha game I wanna shine too man , let me get mine too, Look I wanna show these fools what I can do Put me in tha game All I want is a shot, I might be as good or better than them players you got Verse 2: I cant believe you told me I was chump, told me that I played like a punk You never knew I would grow 6’4, double pump, and dunk I never gave up and even when I got cut, I went home Study my game alittle more, pratice on my free throws I got with another team and got my shine on, my play time on, Just pass me the ball, I give resistance all Coaches sweating me, cheerleaders wont stop letting me, I guess I got the recipe now Soon as I hit the court, I hear sceams, which only means, To follow your dreams, no matter how roughed the road might seem I said that to say this, the life is like a sport The ghetto’s your home court, if you weak you playing the wrong sport By any means stick to your guns, And I’m ain’t talking about the ones that shoot I’m talking about the roots And when they put you in keep the same hunger That’s how you elavate, that’s how you get your game stronger Chorus x2 (mac talking) Ya heard me? Put me in tha game And i’ma show you one thing I’ma play it right Cause ain’t no faking ya heard me? 1999, ghetto commander what Put me in tha game  More Mac Song Lyrics
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