THE CLIPSE - Game Time lyrics

[Intro - Pusha T]

Uh, NBA, It don't get no better than this, uh

Pusha, one half of the Clipse

We ain't playing no games

[Verse 1 - Pusha T]

Kings of the court, hold down fort

Worlds collide, when we crash the boards

In the playgorund, they call the Street Lords

In the pros, we live for the crowd roar

And what else can you steal - bang - slash

Run, but all in fun

That's what makes this number one

NBA comin in, second to none, uh

[Beat Plays]

...Highlight reels

Givin you the chills

Super hero status, what a baller feels, uh

Fast break, right/left fake

Charge to the rim, like runaway freight

No time to waist, don't hesitate

Tear the rim down, make the whole house shake

[Chorus - Clipse]

When they cut the heat up, and the pressure's mountin

It's game time playa

When you go in OT, wit the shot clock countin

It's game time playa

When the double team "D", got you surrounded

It's game time playa

When it come off the glass, better rebound kid

It's game time playa

[Verse 2 - Malice]

Clear the lane, he's high oc-tane

All gased up, that dude got game

Three point land, that dude got range

Swish, beat the buzzer that dude got aim

Ain't about the fame, but the love for the sport

Blood sweat and tears, seen thier hunger on the court

Ain't nothin stoppin the "D", like ain't nothin stoppin me

From droppin three from top of the key

Ankle breaker, crossover faker

Down low in the paint, better get ya weight up

Welcome to the lime light, Sports Center highlight

Livin the high life, round ball is my life

The fans grew silent, and the crowd is in shock

From the 360 windmill, hear a pin drop

Slow motion seem like, all the glass drop

Today in the life, come on, pass the rock, uh

[Chorus x2]