Sports, Drugs & Entertainment Lyrics - S.d.e. - Cam'ron

Cam'ron 

Miscellaneous 

Sports, Drugs And Entertainment 

uh huh, yeah 

This goes to all my hustlers, entertainers 

And of course, athletes in the struggle 

Yo, yo yo yo yo 

Some get a little and some get none 

Shit, 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, shit 

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Cause the streets is a short stop 

Either you slangin' crack-rock 

or you got a wicked jump shot 

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' 

Niggas gettin' money, know what i'm eye'n 

Shiesty again, no where without iron 

Seems like my school life self destroyed 

Fuck 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 fuck 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' 

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Yo, yo, as a young nigga, always into crime 

But no matter what, yo, always used to rhyme 

So in that i became more curious 

Fuck 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 

Niggas wanna get they gun, then start the clap game, 

for dat fame 

Throwa Untertainment 

Sport, Drugs, Entertainment 

Till the arrainment, Killa 

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