Don’t Hate the Player lyrics

Don't hate the player, hate the game
Don't hate the player, hate the game

[Verse 1: Casual]
On the sticks I been doin' this since '86
With that one big red button joy stick, I'm sick
You can never touch me cuzzie
Can't bum rush me, bust or crush me
Break ya knees, pump fake, ya freeze
My crossover's sicker than the Black Eyed Peas
Yet sweet like candied yams
It's reported and recorded on the handy cams
And be like "damn he jams!"
And he's no Grammy fan
Came in a limo and leave in a ambulance
Burn like hot embers and
My c*ck's so big I need Hammer pants
One punch ouch, like f*ck yo couch
Be eatin' croutons all on ya futon
Who's on point watch how it sounds now
Three from downtown on ya brown 'round
I'm Casual boy, I'm town bound
You hyphy like me? Well calm down

Don't hate the player, hate the game
Don't hate the player, hate the game
Don't hate the player, hate the game
[Verse 2: Del tha Funkee Homosapien]
Livin' this flow, gettin' in close
Pivot and post getting Benjamin overdose
Now I know ya don’t
My goal is grope and hold ya throat
Yeah, need more than ginseng
Servin' like Benson, it's in the bag
Sir Diesel, instantly had
Twistin' these leads 'til ya kissin' feet
My systems neat, refined, sleek mind
Deep kind of peep game
Each frame of action captured
Close captioned, stacked
To my black friends react get slapped
(Lie)
In ya grill, you passionate thrill seeker
Still beneath the reefer
(Yeah)
I'll impeach ya leader
And squeeze the last drop of funk
So everybody here cop 'em some
Now you want you some?
You gonna get it anyway

Don't hate the player, hate the game
Don't hate the player, hate the game
Don't hate the player, hate the game
[Verse 3: A-Plus]
Really ain't nobody foolin' with Plee
A Hiero sign in ya face while ya shootin' the three
Everybody came to see me, yeah, they rootin' for me
You can believe, true indeed, me and my crew in this piece
Some of the fans up in the stands is jeer leaders
Tryin' to sneak a peak or a glance at cheerleaders
At playoff time I'ma prove that we're leaders
Hard fouls in the paint, I don't even care either
If the ref eject me, the league suspend me
I'ma be on some jet skis in Tahiti with Leslie
If I miss a shot that's when the media stress me
Say I'm only lucky when I'm beating the best team
To the upmost I'm workin' my style
You butt though, you get a up close and personal foul
If you end up gettin' hurt that's when they call in the traina
(It's all in the game brah)
It's all in the game, brah

Don't hate the player, hate the game
Don't hate the player, hate the game
Don't hate the player, hate the game