Game Over
(专辑: Third Strike - 2010)
[Giggs:] Time to get that profit all in, Won't rest 'til all my niggers rocket balling, I
don't even think I
stopped this morning, I'm that nigger that usually gets them "What's it called's" in, I'm caught, when it's time to get that shopping sorted, Oh, this Armani blazer, which I
got imported, Yeah, I
like that whip, 'cause I'm on the
bands, only reason I
ain't dropped that forty, Hot chicks see me on the
street and they stop and call me, Want me to get my willy out so they can toss it for me, Got 'em going topless for me, When she grope it for me, Really got me horny, Record label contract, my lawyers got it for me, Dotted all the
I's and the
T's, can you cross 'em for me? You can try and put your crosses on me, I
watch hate, I
got shooters that'll watch it for me. [Pro Green:] I'm heavy, I'm colder, Better me know, sir, I
could tear apart MC's but I'd rather read a
book on childcare by Kerry Katona, No nice, 'cause I
run out of it, Dumb it down a
bit, Ain't something I'm prepared to do, When I
ain't ever gonna run out of lip, Here's something I
prepared for you, I
tried to relax, but being spaced it inspires me back, When will I
be nice to Katie Price? The
day I
see a
cage fighter in drag, ah, I
don't wanna tomorrow without friction Jump into it, both feet first And makes foes eat their words And sit and watch 'em swallow their own diction [Tinie Tempah:] Uh, iSHi distort that bass Man grew up on a
raw estate, Now, everytime I
draw my dates, They're like 'How the
fuck d'you afford this place?', First place, first place, first place, Try and act up and I'ma address that, call it, but I
fuck up the
man in the
place, Bitch, I'm great, for goodness sake, I
ain't got a
queue 'cause they know my face, Glance at my watch trying to wind up on me, I
was that I
ain't got time to waste, get it? I
ain't got time to waste, get it? Try an get hype in my face, regret it Got a
big pitbull and I
don't remember the
last time i
fed it... [Devlin:] Let me grieve for the
beat before I
murder it, Don't know my name by now? You shoulda heard of it, Why? 'cause I'm murdering, Anybody lurking in, close proximity, circling, Make an example of men when I
stride in, Dev's i
got a
tiny temper, I'm observing this, learning, But know I'm just yearning to burn it, I'll fight your agenda, Lock me up, might high risk offender Make a
man turn on his own team, like an Irish defender, I'm a
rhyming inventor that's climbing to heights you're not meant to, The
game's over, so roll over, I'm sober, but I'll still kidnap a
so called soldier, In a
boat I'll row into dover, yeah it's over, the
game's over. [Example:] Put up your lighters, I
clash the
Titans, Fight the
fighters, might fight the
biters, Spit to my throat, got tonsillitis, That's on a
Monday morning, ha Taking over, run straight past you No warning that I
rule disaster, Harder, faster, stronger, longer, This one here was top of the
classroom, Stop the
lecture, drop the
pressure, Never say never, but nevertheless I
never say no to experiments, whether it's tenements, clubs, yards, spitting with eloquence, Positive sentiments, having a
hell of a
time and it's evident Don't question my relevance, I've started on this so I'm back in my element. [Chipmunk:] Uh, I
open my mouth, niggers panic, The
jewels, the
liabilities, mmm, I'm the
asset, Underdogs are barking up, shh, hush puppy, My new chain's got red and blue ice, man, I
call it my slush puppy, Yeah, let me clap them with the
reminder flow, I
was best new comer, err, time ago, Yeah, you've all passed you sell by date to me, I'm different, nigger, I
sell out when you're at the
venue and date to me. [Chorus:] Now it's game over, Kick him out the
team, I
heard he's snaking, he's a
cobra Could have lived the
dream but now your days are done, it's over, Should have remembered scheming and you're looking for a
shoulder, To lean on, to wipe your tears on, it's over. Breathe, breathe. First track. My clouds are black. My shades are black let me go. [Tinchy Stryder:] They better let me go, let me loose, I'm frozen cold, my veins are blue, Hell to home, but satan proof, Good as gold, my angels flew, Yo, they can't knock down mine, Cuffs on flows I
lock down lines, I
am not human, real life mutant, Ask Mick Foley, I'm not Mankind, Yeah, look under my eyelids, All red, I
bleed from the
iris, Like i've been toking on weed, highest, Now my brain's on freeze, minus Yeah, I
ain't letting it melt, I'm stark, haze, I'm letting it fill, Silent this now separate that, I
stay here I
ain't letting it jail, ill.