Roachee - Game Over (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Ghetts] You ain't my spar you're a target Me I'm like somebody marj in the market Me? I put a carcus in a basket Head, feet, arms to his armpits Ain't you noticed? I gotta stick like what's his name… Moses Red sea I ima part it like I can't swim Lets see who departs when I'm when I'm barring Everyone And it's clear like Evian You ain't doing nothing new my bredda Swear down your just doing what I've already done Came in the game at 19 my friend And I took you over by the time I was 21 Don't ever compare yourself to me I'm a sawn of shotty rudeboy your a pellet gun Make a lot of money from a war like Peggy done [Verse 2: Slix] My sweat's undeniable The man are all washed up and dryable When it comes to the war I'm fireproof I don't choose to win, I desire to Some say I boast some say I brag But I remember When I never had jack There were brown cheese all over the rag Nice to see your swag! (No Cilla Black) Flee So high that I gone past fly Money on mine grind on mine We get it in f** getting by We live dreams f** living life I'm crazy labels call me barmy Girlies are nothing they Just Cavalli If there Ain't money they can run past me It will take my d**h to pa** me [Verse 3: Griminal] Yo, is it my go? Should I go? You know why I flow I'm psycho, like Spyro With a biro with ma eyes closed When I roll Then light ‘em up like a light bulb Why I boast When guys know That I'm hotter than the devil still the coldest Only when I'm rotting in the ghetto with roaches And you are not on my level you a novice But I'll show you what a pro is I get a pen and some paper Then im fully equipped So driven you would have thought I'm pushing a whip I get dirty like Fuda and Slix Not striding you ain't itching all over the kitchen Full of You ain't sh**tzing me I live down the dance got my shorts Got so many lines I'm as hard as a book What's rhyme? Rhyme's not as hard as it looks not max But im still a star in the hood Grimsom! [Verse 4: Fuda Guy] Urrrrgh They roll with a leng, man I roll with a witch doctor I shake his left hand one time (game over) Black clouds are a sign I'm gonna take over [?] cruising, kinda like a range rover My bars carry me like my names Oprah I'm gonna make bread son gonna buy a big toaster Now my doctor will come ‘n' put a hoax on ya Leave your insides hurting Lung cancer, spleen rupture I penetrate souls, I'm a soul puncher I'm known to the underworld I'm no stranger Light skin, but I can turn darker I'm a real prodigy, yeah fire starter Violate me once guarantee I will mark ya Show me girl twice yeah guarantee I'll shaft her Flatten me three times don't cause me laughter [Verse 5: Wretch 32] Game on, chain on or off This is my scene, Wretchro monologue Try and find me, I'm so gone I'm lost And you are getting f**ed if you're not on top Not on box, stopwatch. Oh! Be there in a second I'm a lean G-Shock By my Roley, I'm the essence Let me get ticked off,, I evolve, rap athletics So they can't get over the bar I am setting (hah) High junk, check your bars, in the wreckage I've already seen your future in my past I Am Legend, Wretchro [Verse 6: Dot Rotten] The earthquake is real I get cash to flow for a couple of months What s**ers and chumps wanna stop me from f**ing it up well Stuck in the slums what stopping or not somethings become what these young bucks Covered in gut shells Money and guns ain't nothing to ask for so why don't you go get something back Nothing but f** hell I squash beef when I'm talking because, when I'm judging these f**s they ain't on stopping enough (Girl) I get pressed when I'm cutting em up stop crushing the bombs see everything under the suns (Still) I come on a bus like nuttin a s*ut what's everywhere any other MC covered in blood (Well) I'm too cute you're a puddle o' s*ut I took the game like a picture and I'm lovin a loss You know I be hard the earthquake that's coming to crush ya D.R [Verse 7: Roachee] Ludacris' out of the game Start strapping like a deranged brain, crazy as me It's becoming even more erratic with age And when the automatic sprays, it's guranteed to change your head shape Black clouds and acid rain Got a couple mad cows giving smashing brain So it's happy days My blazed hatred explains why its always ugly face and we're ain't on the same wave And I still don't know how to behave So when I'm hated I put everyone on display chains I confiscate safes, empty the contents and stick it in my safe and might save for blades Head gone recording for heaven's sake See Flo not boarding any planes to Spain No sunshine just gun crime So until the game's over, I was spraying aids [Verse 8: Maxsta] That much sicker when I flow em like Pirate hit a n***a in his boat The [?] when I'm funny I'm like whats wrong I'm out for the money and the girls Pinky and the brain but I'm chillin in ma gaff with the box on So don't ever get ahead of yourself So chart heavy when you can't say the flows aren't heavy True I'm on track like I got a gold car ready Flat cap on you know I'm messing about Clap lead for me like I'm stressing it out Scratch heads when I'm rapping what you telling me now I'm 10 times better like I wrote turning me round So you stand with me out like an enemy fry You only got a couple bars you ain't getting around But I actually feel like I ain't a ghetto now Get an x-ray you'll see they cutting me [Bridge: Tinchy Stryder] And now I'm reloading Started with some junk but now it's time to throw some blows in Told them with the flag they better know me when I stroll in Girls so high in the sky you see my black clouds revolving It's over, the curtains drawn the doors are closing [Verse 9: Tinchy Stryder] Yeaaah I'm a big boss in a district So I cuff em down two locks on a wrist Stop with the gimmicks I'm f**ed with the lyrics I'm elevating you're stuck in a lift Run up on the game like a check move cos he's Some dark blue bally's Who stole wellies? King Kong bars don't see two strallies f** the whole game up and I'm no prozzy Yeah, talk to me, money talks you can't afford the fee Ima walk till them Nike six zero's exclude any apostrophe Those are what a fees for, this kinda money ain't fitting in a shoe box (no way) I'm relaxing taking my shoes off, game over, victory white wash