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Game Over
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Kanye West
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Eyes on the prize, with the prize on the side Arise out of nowhere, like “surprise!!” And now I find out that I’m despised This man ready try to diss me... ha I ain’t even gonna bother with making a beat It’s game over for you now Aight, let’s go You could call me insecure, see me crawlin’ on all fours Like a quad, deca-stars, while your music make me snore Technically bored me to death, Christ sake Token said there was a curfew, Luis stayin’ late To meet his girlfriend on a date Which he says I can’t relate But at least I ain’t so lonely to date the same girl half of eight Times, and he think he superior to me, well maybe that’s a great lie But he’s had exactly one other chick And he tells me that I’ll only ever be with tricks But every single time, our friend Luis, got dumped in the end, like rupees I’m taking this victory, and you will act bitterly, cuz you still can’t be any more n***ardly Does that hurt you in the gut, like your balls getting kicked? I can rise to the top, with the flames I inflict, while you’ll only ever drop, and you’ll keep getting nicked Nah for real, though, this ain’t no “Hit ‘Em Up” situation, I ain’t wanna hurt anyone... Just gotta put you in your place, you know? Man, if you diss, you, you know I gotta respond, and you know I gotta respond and hard as I can... And so, that’s why I made this... Chasing the game, losing the fame Til one day, no one even remembers the name Npm36, man I’m so sick of this I think that I should demolish you quick like Krizz Kaliko, so now we go, down the hole, it’s a breeze Killing you, willing to, trill, and yea, dummy, please Refrain, don’t be insane, all of your work full of disdain As I remain, inflicting pain Then I regain, cells lost from brain Because I’ve heard your diss against me And I just hope you can see I don’t know what you take me for But I’m not some random pansy You say I can’t rap, but you know that’s cap You spittin’ crap, you call it trap I call it trash, it’s not a smash Hit, like high intensitivty training The reason my flows be banging Like a slang for intercourse, dang, man Tie your career in a noose, and now when you ask it what it’s doing? It’s just hanging I don’t even know what to say for this last chorus/break, uh, I just, uh, wanna... reiterate that, if you mess with me... Mess with the bull, you get the horns... And these horns are not dull Aight let’s go Last verse, yeah Don’t even get me started on if you’re even able to flow The answer’s no, like the opposite of the band that made “Roundabout” You think you’re a hero like brine, then find you’re nothing but sauerkraut Though you had me down but it’s about time for the turnaround You getting sonned like this was Earthbound, with all the motherly behavior I’m killing your career early so it doesnt take off and ruin you, so you call me the savior I’m hiding you’re mistake until you perceive all your failures If life was a simulation, you still wouldn’t be a player You dissed me, then you praised me on the same song, your rap style’s broken But whatever, I’m out, see you around, Colson
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