| This game, Lord I don’t wanna play |
| I wait the day that you take us away, ohhh |
| And I ain’t turn to struggle and pain |
| Just trying fight what’s in front of my face, ohh |
| There’s something greater there’s gotta be |
| But I’ll walk in your ways 'til the day that I gotta leave |
| Faithful, I try to be |
| Until the day you return for the saints, I guess I must be |
| Living in this game of Monopoly |
| It’s like the big game of Monopoly |
| And most of us refuse to play properly |
| Everybody wanna win, so they try to cheat |
| But when the game’s over, you gotta leave your property |
| Anyway — and knowing that, we still try to cheat |
| We rather win the wrong way then lose honestly |
| And when you deep in the game, it’s like you can’t call it |
| And for a minute you get the feelin' you really ballin' |
| You own everything, you gotta hold stack |
| Taking every 200 they get when they go pass |
| And what’s funny though — is when the game’s done |
| It’s almost like you don’t wanna let the money go |
| But then the money goes back to being paper, dawg |
| And you see it’s only worth something while the game is on |
| And you bring it with you either |
| Except for the fact that you’re still a cheater |
| Win or lose, you’re still a cheater |
| This game, Lord I don’t wanna play |
| I wait the day that you take us away, ohhh |
| And I ain’t turn to struggle and pain |
| Just trying fight what’s in front of my face, ohh |
| There’s something greater there’s gotta be |
| But I’ll walk in your ways 'til the day that I gotta leave |
| Faithful, I try to be |
| Until the day you return for the saints, I guess I must be |
| Living in this game of Monopoly |
| It’s like the world is the board that we playing on |
| The Bible is the instructions He gave us all |
| And His command is the rules that He gave every man |
| But we choose to go through the gameplan wrong |
| And, oh how wicked the bankers are |
| But it’s the greed of the nation that they’re banking on |
| It’s like putting money under free parking |
| Everybody sees the benefit and plays along |
| We all on the quest for hotels |
| But take the wrong chance, you can go directly to jail |
| You catch an L homie, you don’t get to roll again |
| Or it’s 3−5 before you get to pass GO again |
| Some of us on the board walk where they ballin' at |
| Some will never get the chance to make it off of Baltic Ave |
| And the Lord is the creator |
| But the Devil got a hold on all the players |
| Who you playing for? |
| This game, Lord I don’t wanna play |
| I wait the day that you take us away, ohhh |
| And I ain’t turn to struggle and pain |
| Just trying fight what’s in front of my face, ohh |
| There’s something greater there’s gotta be |
| But I’ll walk in your ways 'til the day that I gotta leave |
| Faithful, I try to be |
| Until the day you return for the saints, I guess I must be |
| Living in this game of Monopoly |
| They monopolizing the whole board |
| They control the water, the energy and the food source |
| So if you weak and you lack faith in Jesus |
| What will keep you from folding when they bring the mark of the beast in? |
| Look what they got you ready to do for money |
| What you gon' do when its either you take the mark or go hungry? |
| And you feelin like the money’s your protection |
| But you keep it in their banks so it never leaves their possession |
| On any given day, they can close the banks |
| And you’ll lose everything you traded to soul to gain |
| And the only thing sure to stay |
| Is the memories of what you did for it on the way |
| But Christ came through in the flesh |
| To write His law’s in the heart of the community’s chest, yes |
| I suggest you know the Lord |
| Cause when He comes back to close the board |
| Homie it’s game over |
| Game over |
| This game, Lord I don’t wanna play |
| I wait the day that you take us away, ohhh |
| And I ain’t turn to struggle and pain |
| Just trying fight what’s in front of my face, ohh |
| There’s something greater there’s gotta be |
| But I’ll walk in your ways 'til the day that I gotta leave |
| Faithful, I try to be |
| Until the day you return for the saints, I guess I must be |
| Living in this game of Monopoly |