[Verse 1: ACE]
So I'm sayin' I've had enough and to much to drink
You silly f*ggot my boot is about to bash your c*nt
You run your mouth at me again and it's an ugly scene:
sh**tin' blood on the dance floor like Dahvie packed your fudge
So I wrote a list about a month ago I'm thinkin to do on
Get me recording gear, new car, a crib & a futon
Isn't cute how I've been livin' aloof
Drivin' the Jimmy to do shows, ya-uh Rittz and mooch mom?
f** no! Tell ya the truth its come down to you or me
And you ain't leavin' even if spring arose and the pool unfreezes
Even if by k**in' you loses my future fruit to reap
I'll do it keepin' cool cuz its foolish thinkin' not movin'
Leaves a hint of my sanity left. Damn any breath! It's only fair
The lucky ones inhale through the neck when I get finished with 'em
Who wanna challenge me next?
Because I'm ending this ever pressing calamity, man
I thought I told ya!
[Hook]
Stickin' my dick in, were goin' flat out
(No mo' games)
Silly f*ggot put your hands down
(Shut up)
Stickin' my dick in, we're goin' flat out
(No mo' games)
That kinda music brings the rats out
(Come on)
Jump!
Now sit yo a** back down
That's right
Jump! jump!
Sit yo' a** back down
They sayin', "Jump!"
But I'm a bomb and im tickin
You should runin its finished
Done and I'm comin' at ya!
(No mo' games)
[Verse 2: Psychoetry]
Man it's a shame these rappers don't wanna play
They ain't even have a clue that I'm smashin' 'em in a rage
Each time I lay a verse I'm sinkin' em like a battleship
With scrabblistic words, I'm the master of this labyrinth
Hi Ho! Cherry-O, guess who's back
With the way I k** it, they can feel it, like the best new crack
And if they hate it, you can say it's because their noggin is vacant
Leave em buzzin' cuz I'm rough around the edges like an operation!
Let 'em build their self-esteem up
Then give em the middle finger as I knock it down like Jenga
But I'm on a higher level, they label it "chutes and ladders"
But I'm the king of the mountain, lookin' down on all you f*ggots
Comin' to get em and hit em with everything that I got
So if you wanna take a risk I'm makin' moves on all you pawns
To the point you're screamin' "Sorry, I don't wanna play this game!"
As I knock you over the edge and watch you fall to your d**h
Sayin, "Checkmate!"
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Akryllik]
See, I came up into this game just writin' bogus raps
Chillin' up at my momma's house, I learned to hone this craft
Well, I developed a sk** while you fellas smoked the sap
I'm makin' moves but ya'll ain't even got no goals to grasp
That's f**ed up! I'll never settle with average
This lack of motivation's got you peddlin' backwards
You sit at home n b**h about sh**, wishin' for chips
But you never gettin' any witcha' devilish habits!
Now you comin' up to me n' gotcha hands out?
Hell nah, muthaf**a, go n' putcha' hands down..
A year ago you said this sh** would never pick up
You told me I was whack and suddenly think I'm the man now?
Well I don't play like that, this cable's burned
I know you wouldn't save my a** if tables turned
You wanna see results then I'm sayin' it's pay to earn
We busted a** to get this far n' I'm prayin' one day you'll learn!
b**h
[Hook]