Game Over
PrinceRoc
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VERSE: F*ck rap, u niggas need to step ya fuckin' bars up Merk-city overlord, time to change the game up Monster when I'm on the beat, darin' niggas to challenge me Endin rappers career like Munez did Rousey Boi wait a minute, u ain't even in my league Yea u got a couple songs, but u don't practice what u preach Yall some fake niggas n yall know it Bed full of lies, I'm here to expose 'em All I do is speak that real, reason why I ain't got a deal Nigga you a peasant in the presence of a god Here to smit u for ya sins, here to judge you for ya wrongs I was raised by hip-hop, Pac, Nas, UGK Young OutKast, bitch I'm known to spit Ludacris U a pebble, I'm a mountain, what's a mob to a king Roc against these new rappers, I'm a dragon with da flame Steady spitting hot fire, like I, changed my name to Dylan The game needs a cure, an I'm here to bring the penicillin Carolina bred with the swagga of a Texas nigga Do it for the culture, ain't worry bout ya fuckin figures Lost bailey boy, don't sweat the technique F*ck around have ya body swimming up McCall Creek F*ck ya pussy niggas that be mumbling on ya songs Hop off ya producers dick, start working on ya flows This that blueprint to Illmatic, smoke ya chronic, all eyes on me South Cak on the rise, still the God in my city Game over!! VERSE: Okay! Fresh up out merk-city, orange tie black tux Orangeville boss, bitch I'm bout 2 bring my team up Zoomed past Yungstar, still reppin' Zonehouze King of south Cak, bitch I'm back to take my fuckin throne! Prince r-o-c, got a couple of bones ta pick Why every nigga n my city wanna rap in shit Dey bout 2 get da guillotine, fruity pebble faggot bitches You Simbas quit lying before I six-foot ditch ya Gone off promethazine, styrofoam_double cup Movin like a turtle, you can call me Michelangelo U rappers all shelled shocked, swagga on tenfold If you listen to my songs, you'll have a lyrical overload Mr. Beat it up, is what dese hoes call me I spit that lil game, den ill have dat pussy poppin Don't worry bout ya man, you can let that nigga hate Cuz his bitch exercising my dick like a shake weight- ahh!!! I'm so nasty - sewerage F*ck the beat raw, no need 4 any lubricant Call ya self da fireman, lemme get da freezer quick Cooler dan anti-freeze, you rappers better banana split! I'm a real rapper - you niggas just pretend Someone call Wayne, he is not the only martian Wit my alien team, we bout pop like a soda Pacman flow - muthafucka game over!! VERSE: Took a break, now back, what the f*ck I miss?? The game need change, and you cowards just adapt to it Yall talk about the same shit, same styles- different name A club bagger beat will rise any faggots to fame Since I'm a real nigga, gotta keep it 100 bruh These rappers are some bitches, stilettos and red lipstick Ru Paul niggas, f*ck around and get ya wig split All I do is win, you either lose or call it quits Playin with a full deck, you niggas are sum joker cards Worried bout the zeros in ya check, instead of ya damn bars Last of a dying breed, a making of a legend here No wonder hip hops dying, a bunch of virus_no cure That's why I jump up on tha scene, virgin pussy fresh I'm shittin wit tha lyrics, boi I'm bout to make a mess Diarrhea flow, kshaun taught me that Man, I kill a million rappers until Sumter on da map Bow down, Bow down, the new kings on the throne Poppin rappers like some pills, I hope I don't overdose And you niggas betta fear every word that I speak Because Biggie Smalls live vicariously thru me! While yall popping bottles of Rose, I'm just slowly changing the game La Familia be that click, Zonehouze bout to run the game It's Lu Kang, Donkey Kong, Zelda, True Orge Mario lost his life - bitch game over!! I'm unstoppable, dare a nigga to challenge me F*ck around these rappers gon need a pastor and a eulogy Close casket service, merk city assassin Medieval with rhymes, your top 5 can’t get this guillotine Still, the best rapper that's from my city Don’t need no clout, middle finger your opinion Chef cooking in the kitchen, bitch I scorch my competition Murder every fuckin beat, I’ll kill ya, captains and lieutenants Game over!!
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