Текст песни Clipse - Game Time
Clipse - Game Time слова песни
[Intro - Pusha T]Uh, NBA, It don`t get no better than this, uhPusha, one half of the ClipseWe ain`t playing no games[Verse 1 - Pusha T]Kings of the court, hold down fortWorlds collide, when we crash the boardsIn the playgorund, they call the Street LordsIn the pros, we live for the crowd roarAnd what else can you steal - bang - slashRun, but all in funThat`s what makes this number oneNBA comin in, second to none, uh...{*Beat Plays*}.....Highlight reelsGivin you the chillsSuper hero status, what a baller feels, uhFast break, right/left fakeCharge to the rim, like runaway freightNo time to waist, don`t hesitateTear the rim down, make the whole house shake[Chorus - Clipse]When they cut the heat up, and the pressure`s mountinIt`s game time playaWhen you go in OT, wit the shot clock countinIt`s game time playaWhen the double team "D", got you surroundedIt`s game time playaWhen it come off the glass, better rebound kidIt`s game time playa[Verse 2 - Malice]Clear the lane, he`s high oc-taneAll gased up, that dude got gameThree point land, that dude got rangeSwish, beat the buzzer that dude got aimAin`t about the fame, but the love for the sportBlood sweat and tears, seen thier hunger on the courtAin`t nothin stoppin the "D", like ain`t nothin stoppin meFrom droppin three from top of the keyAnkle breaker, crossover fakerDown low in the paint, better get ya weight upWelcome to the lime light, Sports Center highlightLivin the high life, round ball is my lifeThe fans grew silent, and the crowd is in shockFrom the 360 windmill, hear a pin dropSlow motion seem like, all the glass dropToday in the life, come on, pass the rock, uh[Chorus x2]