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[Verse 1 - Game] Welcome to the graveyard Where everybody like to pray: Allahu Akbar You scared to say "God?" They call me Game because I play hard So get your helmets and your face guards I spit holy water, lets have a face off: Nicholas Cage They say the boy is off the chain like two pits in a cage Your girl say my flow the bomb like I swallow grenades Respect the rules up in this shit so you gotta get paid Or you gotta get spayed like Windex with them twin Techs I'll raid on top of insects. Niggas die fuckin they family Oh, where I'm from they call that "incest" Open the Bible, good book serves its purpose for shook crooks Heavenly Father, I think we in Heaven, be a good look Sing the hook: [Hook] In this heartless world that I live in I have learned that I can't depend on love It hasn't made me a Saint So I'mma take it all with me to the graveyard [Verse 2 - Game] The cemetery ain't as new as the saint it look They bury ministers there right next to straight crooks And Nas told niggas they was shooting and they'd look Niggas rhyme about banging, getting whooped on Facebook Now put that on your wall, I put that on the wall I shot-call and brawl quicker than John Wall I'm killing these niggas, bought everything last year And wasn't feeling these niggas. I mean I was numb last year Wasn't feeling you niggas. Came back To sell a few more mil on you niggas Toast! I'm in the Phantom, nah nigga I ain't scared of no ghost Cause all the dead rapper's albums are selling the most [Hook] [Verse 3 - Game] Some say the 3rd verse puts niggas in a hearse Since I was born Jay, guess I'm the Gift & The Curse Lot of Bloods out here, but nigga I did it first Still blood out here that's why I'm up in the church Still repenting for my sins, but not all the way Cause I just rode up in the Benz and handed homie the K What he gon do with it? Probably run up on your crew with it That's what I call rap beef, luckily I'm through with it Now I just lean back, '72 with it Sell it to a nigga down South, he act a fool with it Back to them haters and the stool-pigeons You're too busy tryna judge us stars, but how are you living?
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