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We`ve got the game that they want to claim
Such a shame to see the jealousy and envy they display.
Panic`s automatic and strategy is tragic
Got game like a no look pass from Magic
Now we`re poundin` down the parkay
Cadillacs parlay and angels surround me as if my name were Charlie
10K action opponents in traction
I march to Armageddon with my Cadillac faction
My team`s a regime and I`m all about that C.R.E.A.M.
Got money in the backcourt centered like Hakeem crossover
Motherfucker like you never even seen
The answers runnin` point Skinny`s Runnin` triple beams
We got ups and we`ll be rockin` the mic till the eruption stops
Each tick of the clock the sweat starts to bead
We`ll give you the freethrow then we`ll steal the lead
White wait stampede behind the back
Feed got funk in the trunk `bout to dunk on the team
Got game motherfucker mad game mad game
Insane motherfucker insane insane
Rollin` first class in my Coupe de Ville
Gonna quench my thirst fast then I`ll flex my skills
Gonna turn this bitch out like I`m runnin` a train
Even without a limp this pimp still carries a cane
I got game motherfucker mad game mad game
Insane motherfucker insane insane
The name is Saltine AKA Dimebag
Hittin` like a ballpen rollin` with a zigzag big bag of endo
Known as the chronic Skinny`s got some shit to make you bitches jump
On it so we flaunt a little heaven cause we`re rollin` with Devon
Let her blow on the dice you know they`re comin` up sevens
We`ve got the game that they want to claim
Such a shame to see the jealousy and envy they display.
Bring the boom boom boom and a thump thump thump
When I jump to the forefront you`re gonna get stomped
And I peep and I creep and I get with takin` no shorts
Not going out in a shit fit so I step from the waste of time
I`m on to your game yeah you won`t waste mine
I got it to go so I`m rollin` wit the 40 malt
Jumpin` the ride lay some rubber on the asphalt
Skinny says to me I think you`re movin` too fast Jay
Hunt for the blunt so we could front on the ashtray
Bring that 2 4 6 8 we will annihilate
You`re trippin` on my game
I could see your eyes dilate
We`ve got the game they want to claim
Such a shame to see the jealously and envy they display.
I call this microphone the throne I own
I been callin` it home since the rock was a stone
So what ya gonna do to me rhyme is nothing new to me
Been rockin` this motherfucker way before puberty
Quite a long time by now you know my rhyme is like a guillotine
Decapitating those who take what`s rightfully mine
I`m insane the name of the game
Factual thoughts obtain that outta slaughter
Your brain now I`m gonna attack in fact I`m on a jack
Tip grip the mic in the ring and let the rhyme rip
And tear beware no bandwagons in the dragon`s lair
I came here seeking new frontier
Got game motherfucker mad game mad game
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