The Game (feat. Dr. Dre) "The Documentary"

[The Game] + (Dr. Dre)

What happened in here pop, that got 'Pac and Big shot

The thick plots, now every rapper claim he let his clip pop

But even myself tote a gun and know to run

To get shot I been there before, now I'm fuckin with Doc

(Gotta do them Calvin Broadus numbers)

If not I'll pitch rocks, anticipatin, my incarceration

Media think I'm fakin like Mason

But when it come to mace fuck R. Kelly I don't take it in the face

I find out who sprayed and I'm puttin you under the pavement

No buddhist priest, catholic, or baptist pastor can save him

I'm far from religious, but I got beliefs

So I put canary yellow diamonds in my Jesus piece

I came back from the dead without a part of my chest

Laid in the hospital bed on cardiac arrest

I waited for three years while everybody else dropped

Now I understand why Nas did a song with his pops

 [Chorus 2X: The Game]

I'm "Ready to Die" without a "Reasonable Doubt"

Smoke "Chronic" and hit it "Doggystyle" before I go out

Until they sign my "Death Certificate" "All Eyez on Me"

I'm still at it, "Illmatic" and that's "The Documentary"

 [The Game] + (Dr. Dre)

(Documentary) If I die my niggaz, fuck it

I did a song with Mary Blige my niggaz

Got a hook from Faith, no verse from Jay

I guess on "Westside Story" he thought I spit in his face

Told Ed Lover and Monie Love I was talkin to Ja

With that Maybach line, it was payback time

Keep fuckin with me nigga, I'll put you under me

Take your car and trade it in for 8 300C's

If you cross my T, I'll dot your eyes

You'll do life in a cemetary, I'll do mine with Shyne

Come home, sit in the throne with my legs crossed

And my Air Force, middle finger up, fuck the world

Cause I'm feelin like Puff when "Life After Death" hit

"Mo' Money Mo' Problems" and I lost my best friend

I'm the second dopest nigga from Compton you'll ever hear

The first nigga only put out albums every 7 years, haha

 [Ed Lover]

Haha, you know what, speakin of Jay, that just makes me roll down

Now your song, "Westside Story," you got a line that says

"Don't wear throwbacks, or drive ride in Maybachs" - was that a shot at Jay?

 [The Game]

Nah I was talkin about Ja Rule

Yeah so, I mean, I got a lot of respect for Jay, y'knahmsayin

I never take shots at legends, I just, that's just somethin I don't do..

 Let me tell you why I do this shit

I'ma son of a gun, cause moms was a Hoover Crip

First day I got signed I had to prove I spit

Freestyled with Busta Rhymes

 [Busta] Son, duke is SICK!

 The protege of Doc Dre, I can finally put the shoes on

Now that the rumors of Rakim and Cube gone

They say Truth Hurts sunk like quicksand

Don't stop me in traffic and ask about Hittman

I gotta restore the feeling, and crawl from under the rock

After the Dogg Pound crushed the buildings

I got a family to feed, I'm the middle of 9 children

We can talk about a loan after I sell 5 million

If I tell you I ain't Game and I don't know Dre

You gon' do me like Xzibit and cut half my face?

I take all the credit for puttin the West back on the map

You ain't feelin that, guess I'm Guerilla Black

 [Chorus]

 [Dr. Dre] Documentary