The Game
Take chances, to make advances,
it's no time for romances,
it's money to be made,
either cold street corners,
or either laying up in the shade,
feeble minds selling cracks,
because of the knowledge they lack,
blame the schools, blame it on game,
you could pen it to the next
man's name strive for fame,
that the next man claimed,
every idea is shared,
A life that was spared,no one,
you playing the game,
There no way out,
But admission is free.