[Verse 1 - to the graveyard Where everybody like to pray: Allahu You scared to say "God?" They call me Game because I hard So get your and your face guards I spit holy water, lets have a Face Off: Nicholas They say the boy is off the like two Pits in a cage Your girl say my flow the like I swallow grenades Respect the rules up in shit so you gotta get paid Or you gotta get like Windex with them twin Techs I'll Raid on top of insects. Niggas die they family Oh, where I'm from they call "incest" Open the Bible, good book serves its purpose for crooks Heavenly Father, I think we in Heaven, be a good the hook: In this heartless world that I in I have that I can't depend on love It hasn't made me a So I'mma it all with me to the graveyard [Verse 2 - The cemetery ain't as new as the it look bury ministers there right next to straight crooks And Nas told niggas they was shooting and look Niggas rhyme about banging, getting whooped on Now put on your wall, I put that on the wall I shot-call and brawl than Jon Wall I'm these niggas, bought everything last year And wasn't feeling these niggas. I mean I was numb last Wasn't feeling you niggas. Came To sell a few more mil on you Toast! I'm in the Phantom, nah I ain't scared of no ghost Cause all the dead albums are selling the most [Verse 3 - Some say the 3rd verse puts in a hearse I was born Jay, guess I'm the Gift & The Curse Lot of Bloods out here, but I did it first Still blood out here that's why I'm up in the Still for my sins, but not all the way Cause I just rode up in the Benz and homie the K he gon do with it? Probably run up on your crew with it That's I call rap beef, luckily I'm through with it Now I just lean back, '72 it Sell it to a down South, he act a fool with it to them haters and the stool-pigeons You're too busy tryna us stars, but how are you living?