Rasheed - Let the Games Begin lyrics

[Rasheed] Battle in the field, shoot to k** Put a couple up in that coupe DeVille Scoop a mil, got a few to chill Put a n***a on ice in a graveyard hill I stay raw real, with the murderous sk** Put the body in the back of a automobile Collect my collateral bill, shatter your f**in' grill Humidity heated when I step in the arena Better come cleaner with felonies, what you're tellin' me's misdemeanor Bombs go off like firecrackers, stackin' my foes like bricks Hoes on the mic like tricks Get 'em up hit 'em up, lit 'em up, I move too quick Chorus: Y'all n***as ain't got no win, let the muthaf**in' games begin Y'all n***as ain't got no win, let the muthaf**in' games begin Y'all n***as ain't got no win, let the muthaf**in' games begin Y'all n***as ain't got no win, let the muthaf**in' games begin Y'all n***as ain't got no win, let the muthaf**in' games begin Y'all n***as ain't got no win, let the muthaf**in' games begin Y'all n***as ain't got no win, let the muthaf**in' games begin Y'all n***as ain't got no win, let the muthaf**in' games begin [Rasheed] Rasheed lyrical gladiator, hysterical bustin' at a hater In an all black navigator Too sick to see with these suicidal symphonies To get with me handle business efficiently Officially certified platinum with these lyrical murders Servin' a Hell of punch crunch time Blowin' like landmines Brainless bodies droppin' in no particular order Prepare for slaughter ammunition is gettin' shorter Teleport the blood sport to ghetto block, put the game on lock n***a try to put 'em in shock With the crocodiles Watch his muthaf**in' head drift down the Nile Graphic murders three dimensional witch doctors k**in' like Shaka, from Port Lovaca to Morocco Chorus [Rasheed] Demolition turn your hood into a sand castle Take the rest of your posse, wrap 'em up in a la**o Tarintino couldn't come more loony Strikin' folks from dusk to dawn like George Clooney Amazons want me in this jungle but I'm burnin' titans Til' I'm attacked by my foe and then it's back to fightin' Bring your army meet me in the middle of the Atlantic And we can go out in war on a sinkin' Titanic Don't panic, least you got granted to be a millionaire Let's purchase two one way tickets on Egypt Air Library, mortuary In front of your house or the cemetary Any time, any place, I'ma do whatever's necessary Chorus