Game Over

[Sample from Aliens]: [Hook] I came I saw I conquered I don’t take no days off I’m a monster I got this weight on my shoulder I’m just saying for y’all the game’s over I’m done playing [Verse One]: Overtime is over Yeah I used to fuck around No more playing, y’all done started something now Hard rain coming down Dark clouds moving and I’m showing you the future I’m the baby in the ultrasound Head first coming out, lead bursting dumping now No father to my style ODB, OCD, last year I used to smile Showing teeth, now I’m throwing heat, there is no denial I listen to your choice of emcees and they voice and they speech sounds like Toy Story 3 While my Buzz lasts Light Years And I never fight fair Y’all on some kid shit Jack in the box, motherfucking Checkers The fast food chains and the games on records Y’all playing y’all lame, y’all saying that same That pump, that fifth, that cane Yea drift I sway I bitch I complain I talk about brain, I over-mention my name But the difference is.. If I say I’m riding on the train... Fuck it then I’m riding on the train I’m still that dude, that’s who? That’s Sha, Can you feel this? You saying you the realest I say I’m a realist and the realness in the verses is on purpose when it hits you Yea I’m balling, traveling but no one blew a whistle huh That’s cause there’s no officials but ironically I am so official just listen [Hook] I came I saw I conquered I don’t take no days off I’m a monster I got this weight on my shoulder I’m just saying for y’all the game’s over I’m done playing [Verse Two]: Look I been on some hard shit I ain’t touch a game since I was blowing in my cartridges And that was Zelda, Mario Mega man, Contra, I’mma go back farther yo Asteroids, Donkey kong, Double-Dribble, Tecmo Mike Tyson Punch Out fighting Don Flamenco Tetris, Centipede, Space Invading enemies I ain’t play games boy since I lost my Gameboy Every verse you hear pain joy Love and hate, the thugs relate I might ball on the court Box in the ring Jump on the field see me do my thing But whatever I do From the tip, from the weigh-in The coin gets tossed I ain’t playing I don’t care if it’s silo, Monopoly, Scattegories, Taboo Backgammon, Guesstures, Pictionary, Scrabble Bingo, the lottery, a babyshower raffle The shit is so serious, all out tackle No two-hand touch, I make dudes man up I get bruised, scratched cut I give two fat fucks I’m here for the scrap Battle royale rap The songwriting Shawn Michaels I keep coming back I ain’t pass drama class don’t know how to act Target flesh Ron Artest, more than just stats I’m the truth, I’m fact, played tag when I was ten Couldn’t make it to the fence I been it ever since I came, I saw what the ghetto needs Not these fake M.O.P’s Every time you play they shit It feels real real like a game on Nintendo Wii But just depend on me The only time I play with a Xbox is if my ex’s box comes with fellatio For me Playstation means a station is playing Stimuli so if I ain’t on the radio Then I ain’t on a video Game I’ll be getting doe I ain’t trying to dis ‘em though I’m just kinda different yo Can’t spell vaca, never even took off Flow so crazy I almost took the hook off Eyes low, mind slow sometimes I look off Before I take my foot off the pedal I’ll cut my foot off Damn Oh you thought that I was playing I don’t think you really hear the shit I’m saying Game over [Hook] I came I saw I conquered I don’t take no days off I’m a monster I got this weight on my shoulder I’m just saying for y’all the game’s over I’m done playing