The Game - Lyrics
Ayo Ron, turn me up a bit Ayo Blaze, you back on ya shit About to me into a motherfuckin' superhero or somethin' From now on, niggaz gon' need kryptonite/crip-tonite to stop me Yeah!
1]
Standin' on the top of the Tower Starin' at New York City the ghost of Biggie My mind the crime rate I think I'm John Hit niggaz in the head, with all red Ferrari Like the black Diamonds Versace The Game on, the whole world sit down and watch me The The new Jay Like I In the pot And got Mixed with soda The black The black Nostalgia 2 snub nose .38's inside gucci me a +Young Gun+ but im not from +Philly+ But its a lotta +cheese+ at +steak+, the beef killed it I'm about to blaze, bungee jump off a building no rope The Game no joke That Bruce Wayne will get yo ass laid out I'm Kent Under dark But you can me
It's a bird, it's a Naw nigga, the motherfuckin' Game
I'm I leap over buildings If a nigga my millions
Yeah you see Superman You see "S" on my vest? And Lois Lane ridin' shotgun in '09 Vet?
It's than a speedin' bullet When I it you can blame it on
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Hit the block the white powder Fiends jumpin' from the free throw line Dwight Howard the capes on I spit the type of crack that waitin' on I'll be back you it wouldn't take long Fuck wit my I'm in ya ass like Beyonc Black out the Porsche on the stocks Cover the California plates and the shit around the block Jump out the phone booth wit infrared's on the On some Call of Duty shit, a real life My flow is A with ice on Marble floors through the mansion just to my dice on up Coca Cola chasin' at my superpowers You fuckin' Peter Parker shit'll get yo ass laid out Pull Escalade out it's
It's a bird, it's a Naw nigga, it's the motherfuckin'
I'm I leap over tall If a nigga touch my
you gotta see Superman You see this "S" on my And Lois Lane shotgun in that '09 Vet?
It's than a speedin' bullet When I it you can blame it on
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Fuck Batman and Bring that Batmobile through Nigga, rob em Escalade trucks all armored up And this .38 will knock the off of Daffy Duck cap Cover my hollow tip cover my ass Face covered by my army surplus ski to Vietnam Dump the chronic ash in the The phantom ash The last Of I was my palms Like the do Box it Tarver, nigga i can see Roy, too X-ray vision, I can see a too bring the fuckin' Lions out like Detroit do Yeah, die I'm leapin' over sky Like five When it come to my And I stop 'til i can buy Vegas You fuckin' The Man of Steel, a.k.a.
It's a bird, a plane Naw nigga, it's the motherfuckin'
I'm I leap over tall If a nigga my millions
Yeah you gotta see You see "S" on my vest? And Lane ridin' shotgun in that '09 Vet?
It's Faster than a speedin' When I it you can blame it on
Yeah Me and Just Blaze in motherfucker Sky on you niggaz Yeah I'm Compton askin' me if I still live in the hood, nigga I'm a millionaire, I had to move, nigga where I live now?! In the sky And all you punk ass that hatin' me Sweepin' dirt on my name Know what do to you niggaz?! I'ma fly up, up and away on you punk ass G4 Black Wall, Wall yeah I ain't no muthafuckin' Soulja Boy, I'm Blaze! I no muthafuckin' Soulja Boy, I'm Superman Up, up and away!