MadChild – Gameover Lyrics
Artist: MadChild
Song: Gameover
The game’s over, the game-the game’s over, b*t*h
The game’s over, the game-the game’s over, b*t*h
The game’s over (Over, over, over, over, over)
Fearless f**kin’ lyricists (f**kin’ lyricists)
It’s hoppin’ off another muthaf**ka, it’s nothing
‘Cause I’m a killa with the milla, never the wack when I’m bussin’
I’m makin a killa for reala, getting a n***a yapping and cussing
About the mill’ that be filling my pockets up when he wasn’t
Never trip on no gilla, get n***as be huffin’ and puffin’
‘Bout the way I be sayin’ I’m super soft as a muffin
Man I gotta be f**kin’ a couple of Mitch Bade n***as
Trying to get what I’m making, I’m f**kin’ buckin’ and they duckin’
Steady breaking the law, making ’em all
Come and get me, never takin’ the fall
Shaking ’em off with the lipiness, I really get off on it
Look at the way I spit it, I’m wicked, the biggest n***a to rivet the quickness
Better never get on my hit list, I flip sh*t
Makin’ everybody addicted, ballistic, takin’ the level up
You don’t dig it you missed it
Lovin’ to see you agging a n***a sad#stic
The game’s over, the game-the game’s over, b*t*h
The game’s over, the game-the game’s over, b*t*h
Bottles poppin’, cheerleaders [?]
(Fearless f**kin’ lyricists)
The game’s over
The game’s over, the game-the game’s over, b*t*h
The game’s over, the game-the game’s over, b*t*h
I put my life into this, I got nothing else
The game’s over, the game-the game’s over, b*t*h
I kill or be the killer, fulfilling a bigger minute
On a mission I be driven to be ripping it until I win it
Steady dreaming I’m Feeling the living restriction
That’s why I’m dishing out assistance vocal claim your a prisoner
Free my mind, catch your mind, no more lies at our side
No motherf**kers gonna tell me how to run my life
Will I be bussin’ on these motherf**kers? killing every mic
Spitting like a virgin with the pu**y sewn up (That’s tight!)
Going at it and I’m madder without her
Well I’ll be slaughtering a product it gets so up in a sauna
Shot a pop off like a chopper so far that they cannot top her
Well I’m walking on the walking they just talking how they wanna
But they running for this hopping and this mannequins git her while I be walking on the top before [?]
Instead I’ll f**k it like a motherf**ker, mad at their mother
The game’s over, the game-the game’s over, b*t*h
The game’s over, the game-the game’s over, b*t*h
Bottles poppin’, cheerleaders [?]
(Fearless f**kin’ lyricists)
The game’s over
The game’s over, the game-the game’s over, b*t*h
The game’s over, the game-the game’s over, b*t*h
I put my life into this, I got nothing else
The game’s over, the game-the game’s over, b*t*h
In the midst of a war, f**k with N9na your gonna get your d**k to the floor
When I’m comin’ takin’ every b*t*h and a wh#re, on a mission to score
Playa-haters wanna hitch when I roar, Arrgh
Tecca N9na the beast, unleashed, I’ma feast
‘Til they all is deceased, to say the least
I’m a terrorist threat, sever is next
The deeper the cut, the bloody the better it gets
I’m the master with the quick I’m a smash ya
Ain’t livin’ after Tech is giving disaster
Back up n***a, I get to gas in ya #ss
Never pass the rap to put the gats on to mash ya
You know when I get it on
Missouri and Canada n***as always in the zone
You f**kin’ with N9na, because he’s sick up in the doors
I did it incredible in a song and I’m gone
You not alive, you live afraid a death
Till I die I’ll be killin’ every breath
Feelin’ high like I’m chillin’ on the meth
But I’m really legitimate in being the best, just like The Alchemist
And I’ma master this
I’d rather die than live life passionless
So I’m itchin’ like an addict it’s static until I’m manic
Nothing happens automatic gotta grab it to habit
Come by to cab it’s dramatic
When beggin’ all the wacky rappers spitting static from a pallet erratic but full of matter
Livin’ emetic as ever, we takin’ nothing for granted when they can jack it
Pneumatic no matter you came into heaven
That’s why attached is to have when they fancy your status
While you live in the moment and let it pester the pest
First spitting volcanic and flashing rappers to ashes
[?] have another chance to make you go at it
The baddest rapper to [?]
Is attacking always gripping nomadic, immaculate can have it kill a matic phonetically I’m a hacking the planet were always
Getting traumatic psychopath with a hammer
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Release Year: 2021