SINIMA - No Mo' Games (feat. Psychoetry) lyrics

[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]