Game Over Lyrics - Chipmunk

Time to get that profit all in 

Won't rest 'til all my niggers rocket ballin' 

I don't even think I stopped this mornin' 

I'm that nigga that usually gets them "what's it called's it" 

I'm caught, when it's time to get that shoppin' sorted 

Oh, this Armani blazer, which I got imported 

Yeah, I like that whip because I'm on the bands 

Only reason I ain't dropped that forty 

Chicks see me on the street and they stop and call me 

Want me to get my willy out so they can toss it for me 

Got 'em goin' topless for me 

When she pop it for me, really got me horny 

Record label contract, my lawyers got it for me 

Dotted all the I's, and the T's, can you cross 'em for me? 

You can try and put your crosses on me 

I watch, hate, I got shooters that'll watch it for me 

I'm heavy, I'm colder 

Better me? No sir 

I could tear apart MC's 

But I'd rather read a book on childcare by Kerry Katona 

No niceness, I ran out of it 

Dumb it down a bit, ain't somethin' I'm prepared to do 

And I ain't ever gonna run out of lip 

Here's something I prepared for you 

I tried to relax but being spaced it inspires me back 

When will I be nice to Katie Price 

The day I see a cage fighter in drag, ah 

I don't want a tomorrow without friction 

Jump in to beat, both feet first 

They make pros eat their words 

And sit and watch 'em swallow their own diction 

Uh, Ishi distort that bass 

Man grew up on a raw estate 

Now, every time I draw my dates 

They're like "How the fuck did you afford this place?" 

First place, first place, first place 

Try and act up them man will address that 

Call it, put a fuckin' man in his place 

Bitch, I'm great, for goodness sake 

I ain't got a queue 'cause they know my face 

Glance at my watch tryin' to wind up on me 

I was like I ain't got time to waste 

Get it, I ain't got time to waste 

Get it, try and get hype in my face, regret it 

Got a big pit bull and I don't remember 

The last time I fed it, so don't up set it 

Let me grieve for the beat before I murder it 

Don't know my name by now? You shoulda heard of it 

Why, 'cause I'm murdering 

Anybody lurking in, close proximity, circling 

Don't make an example of men when I stride in 

Dev's has got a tiny temper 

I'm observing this, learning 

But know I'm just yearning to burn it 

I'll fire your agenda 

Lock me up, might high risk offender 

Make a man turn on his own team, like an Irish defender 

I'm a rhyming inventor 

That's climbing to heights ya not meant to 

The game's over, so roll over 

I'm sober, but I'll still kidnap a so-called soldier 

And bolt in the Rover to Dover 

Yeah, it's over, the game's over 

Put up ya' lighters, I clash the Titans 

Fight the fighters, might fight the biters 

Spit on my flow, got tonsillitis 

That's on a Monday mornin', ha 

Takin' over, run straight past ya 

No warning that I rule disaster 

Harder, faster, stronger, longer 

This one here was top of the classroom 

Stop the lecture, drop the pressure 

Never say never but nevertheless I 

Never say no to experiments 

Whether it's tenements, clubs, yards, spitting with eloquence 

Positive sentiments, having a hell of a time and it's evident 

Don't question my relevance 

I've started on this so I'm back in my element 

Element, element, element, element 

Uh, I open my mouth, niggas panic 

The jewel the liabilities, I'm the asset 

Underdogs are barking up, hush puppy 

My new chain's got red and blue ice man, I call it my slush puppy 

Yeah, let me clap them with the reminder flow 

I was best new comer, time ago 

Yeah, you've all passed ya sell by date to me 

I'm different, nigga, I sell out when you at the venue and date to me 

And now it's game over 

Kick him out the team but heard he's snaking, he's a cobra 

Could have lived the dream but now ya' days are done, it's over 

Should have remembered scheming and your looking for a shoulder 

To lean on, to wipe your tears on, it's over 

Breathe, breathe 

First stretch, the clouds are black 

My shades are black 

Let me go 

They better let me go, let me loose 

I'm frozen cold, my veins are blue 

Hell to home but it's Satan-proof 

Good as gold, my angels flew 

Yo, they can't knock down mine 

Cuffs on flows, I lock down lines 

I am not human, real life mutant 

Ask Mick Foley, I'm not mankind 

Yeah, look under my eyelids 

All red, I bleed from the iris 

Like I've been toking on weed, highest 

Now my brain's on freeze, minus 

Yeah, I ain't letting it melt 

I'm stark, haze, I ain't letting it fill 

Sideline this now separate that 

I'm stayin' here, I ain't lettin' it gel, ill