Game Over

fed up with this rap game and the people thats in it

just sit back and listen to the lyrics they spitting

talking about lollipops and poundcakes they bunch of fucking fakes

little snakes making money the drakes are the rap games mistakes

 

now people say im hating when im fucking not

i just want decent hip hop not planet pop it needs to fucking stop

we need to evict these rap game criminals

turn down the decibals on these fools thats what i choose

 

april fools nah that was yesterday wish we could bury them all

get biggy and pac bac some way attacking fake mcs to they knees

 

wipe the sweat from your eyebrows sinking submarines

attacking you lyricly hystericly your ryhmes are leaning worse than trees

 

How can you look in the mirror and figure that your bars deliver

they sliver mine hit you cause scars im a winner born begginer

fucked over sinner and im coming for your fucking dinner