Name Of The Game - Talib Kweli

The name of the game is

Persistence, dedication

Consistent, motivation, resistance to stagnation to information

Distribute it free to the entire population

No hesitation, makin' it public, no privatization from corporations

Today, in order to be sane

You gotta go crazy so remain on top of the game

And master your universe like you was He-Man

See me and Hi Tek knock you out de frame while I'm stimulatin' de brain

In de 'Train Of Thought', that's the name of the Reflection Eternal LP man

Ain't nuttin' new except organic produce, that means that's free range

You might see me on MTV, BET or still up on the D-train

It's just everybody else be seemin' strange in they approach

I see these guys and read they eyes, need to disguise and so I cloak

Into a cloud of smoke

I brown a roach to keep myself from soundin' loc'

Destroy they hopes of hatin', don't move aboard

Before they rock the boat

Yo, it's not the d**e

These snakes will come in peace to slit your throat

Give you compliments, with a promise yet

To get me heated and provoke me

To be rockin' sh*t, shove apocalypse down your esophagus

So, swallow that

Guess what you could be coppin' that N'kiru Books

For fifteen dollars, flat

Cats who spit knowledge on tracks

And get bumped out the back of Impalas

And Cadillacs all my live Cincinatti Bearcats, holla back

Tomorrow they gonna wanna borrow raps like

"C'mon black, I'll pay you back"

I ain't no lyrical ATM even though I'm nice and I'm a mack

Better believe that, leave that crack alone

And you see that there microphone

Ain't no place to work your self-esteem issues

Do that sh*t when you alone

Ni**a, you is grown, why is you still suckin' on that pacifier?

Quickly call that a** a liar, exposin' you's my last desire

Olympic skills so pass the fire, I roll with niggaz that match attire

Black aware, that's filled with gas but rollin' on flat a** tires

Yo, with that, yo, yo, you know what? Yo, yo

Yo, I got a special guest, lil' Baby Tone, Tone, tell 'em what's up

What's up?

True

Yo, we 'bout to be out, tell 'em peace out, Tone

Peace out, yeah, what, what, Baby Tone, what?

What?