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CAMRON lyrics : "Sports, Drugs & Entertainment"

[Jay-Z]
uh huh, yeah


[Cam'Ron]
This goes to all my hustlers, entertainers
And of course, athletes in the struggle


[Verse 1]
Yo, yo yo yo yo

Some get a little and some get none
%#@!, I was part of the some get none
The ball, run for run, play the slums for crumbs

Wired, real tired, till my lungs are done
After all, I was nice in ball,
But I came to practice weed scented

Report card like the speed limit
55-55 expellable
If your nice they make sure that you eligible

Pretty final, '92 played the city finals
Pretty swift, real mvp, and 55th
I can hoop, yo

All-American in my age group, yo
Raised bad settled for a ju. co. (junior college)
Uh, but why they let a thug on campus

All i did was rob and mug on campus
Sliced, rolled dice, got shiest on campus
At the toast got bad, payed the price on campus

Forgot about ball, I was done dude
Now I'm in county in an orange jumpsuit, middle of Texas
Call moms, she dont want the phone act

She dont condone it, Cam dont come home, %#@!

[Chorus x4: Notorious B.I.G.]


Cause the streets is a short stop
Either you slangin' crack-rock

or you got a wicked jump shot

[Verse 2]

Yo, yo, ayo
Comin back home, I thought it'd be cool
But everbody like, Cam, "Yo, i thought you in school"

Nah, im about to go back, huh, they know that im lyin'
See me on broadway, know what im buyin'
^!$$%s gettin' money, know what i'm eye'n

Shiesty again, no where without iron
Seems like my school life self destroyed
$#&@ gettin' a job, BIG self employed

Slugs pop, drug spot, runnin' the thing
Played ball on the weekend, 300 a game
Till one of the workers pulled a small case

Mouth runnin' like a dog race, tryin' to get us all laced
I was slangin, but wasnt a kingpin
A slow case n', verdict probation

Tryed to $#&@ my P.O., she ignored that
Said, "Know what Cam your found with more crack"
See what happen', stopped the crackin'

Start rappin', quit the clappin'

[Chorus]


[Verse 3]
Yo, yo, as a young ^!$$%, always into crime

But no matter what, yo, always used to rhyme
So in that i became more curious
$#&@ bein' up north delirious, more serious

Uh, so Killa did mixtapes
CEO's heard, now here come big cake
But one cat said Cam you better recoup

Before you back on your block, baby, dead on the stoop
But Un hooked me up with all this cheddar and loot
The best rap deal of all time next to Snoop

Money more the clutch, money more the touch
I dont just rhyme I own liquor stores and such, but
yeah

Yo, the rap game remind me of the crack game
^!$$%s wanna get they gun, then start the clap game,
for dat fame
Throwa Untertainment
Sport, Drugs, Entertainment

Till the arrainment, Killa

[Chorus]

[Cam'Ron]

That's how it go on my block
Mad props, let off mad shots
All my peoples out there tryin' it
Dis a problem for they environment, killa
Sports, Drugs, Entertainment

Till the arraignment

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