(Sway in the Morning Show Interview with Ice T)
Caller: Now how'd we get to these wack rappers man...from the real deal?
Ice T: Well I don't know, I mean, the thing of it is, is when I started rapping, you had to be very held accountable for everything you said. Like...you couldn't really rap about stuff that wasn't real. You know...all the years that I rapped if you was lying, somebody would've snatched you off the stage. But you know, I don't have nothing against anybody out there. I just want everybody just to try to put the most effort in to this art-form and and make the art-form respectable
(Jay-Z's Fade to Black - Movie)
Young Guru: Why would you write a rhyme that you don't want to write?
Rapper: That's what I'm saying, I'm still trying to find myself...
Jay-Z: You see how rappers are now? See what the public...see what y'all did to rappers? They're scared to be themselves!

[Hook]
It's a shame. Game recognize game
Dames recognize fame, I don't recognize lames
It's a shame. Game recognize game
Dames recognize fame, I don't recognize lames
Like, who the fuck is this? Who the fuck is this?
Who the fuck is this? Who the fuck is this?
Who the fuck is this? Who the fuck is this?
Who the fuck is this?

They talk about swag and how they're trying to get it in
Here comes another fad, now they're signing all the simpletons
Sound a little sensitive...Focus on your penmanship
Men this is - more than just rhyming at the end of all your sentences

Wack - You all all feminine...
Entering the club, bottle service with your women friends
Start to get adventurous and dance, thought you'd tap but instead it's just
Extra leg-room and the tab that they left you with

Oedipus Rex to the stage left Exodus
Next it is, house lights up, look how dead it is
"Who wan get breakfast with Don Dadda?" said you just
Waiting for the Valet to pull up the Lexuses?

Impressions after the first impression weren't impressive
You upset...You forgot to lace the drinks with your sedatives
Looking down to adjust your fake necklace
Fronting on the phone reading old text messages

[Hook]
It's a shame. Game recognize game
Dames recognize fame, I don't recognize lames
It's a shame. Game recognize game
Dames recognize fame, I don't recognize lames
Like, who the fuck is this? Who the fuck is this?
Who the fuck is this? Who the fuck is this?
Who the fuck is this? Who the fuck is this?
Who the fuck is this?

So now there's too many rappers and not enough fans
The stage is getting smaller, y'all are spitting in the stands
I’m hitting at this show and y'all are sitting on your hands
All pissed, thinking you’d flip it better than I can...

But you can’t, so shrug and act thug when I'm there
Knowing damn well I rap circles round you squares
And floss, it's how I know you got flaws
Y'all get clapped and I ain't even talking bout a round of applause

So take a loss for that and take a pause from rapping
Your legs around a mic stand to get a dollar from that
Y'all act like it's a (w)rap and keep calling it that
But, if it's all balling and flossing you caught in a trap

Prostituting the music and all get stuck
What's love got to do with...if you all get fucked?
At the end of the day, I ain't mad if you're paid
It's just sad y'all wack rappers are getting in the way

[Hook]
It's a shame. Game recognize game
Dames recognize fame, I don't recognize lames
It's a shame. Game recognize game
Dames recognize fame, I don't recognize lames
Like, who the fuck is this? Who the fuck is this?
Who the fuck is this? Who the fuck is this?
Who the fuck is this? Who the fuck is this?
Who the fuck is this?

I'm sick of waiting on a change when reality is, its all the same
Yet, the game is night and day from the way that we used to play
I'm tired of waiting patiently, hate when we make a sanctity
Out of these heartless artists, the love for it's got a vacancy

Make believe cats'll turn their back when you're on your back
Chick's like, "Where them dollars at?"
Mom's like, "Where's your college app?"
And all of that is fair, and in ways I should provide...
I strive to be the man that I never had in my life

Growing up, kept my knuckles up, life hit me with uppercuts...
Knifes had cut me, thicker skin grew and I had to toughen up
But what the fuck is wise in your eyes, if not experience?
Here it is, near and dear to my spirit, I'm being serious

Hearing it from the horse's mouth, Barbaro with the flow
It's true and living, you are now given all that I know
And all that I ever wrote is the realest shit that you heard
You deserve the truth when I hit the booth and give you my word

[Hook]
It's a shame. Game recognize game
Dames recognize fame, I don't recognize lames
It's a shame. Game recognize game
Dames recognize fame, I don't recognize lames
Like, who the fuck is this? Who the fuck is this?
Who the fuck is this? Who the fuck is this?
Who the fuck is this? Who the fuck is this?
Who the fuck is this?