Game Over (Remix)

[Verse 1: Ghetts] You ain't my spar you’re a target Me I'm like somebody marj in the market Me? I put a carcus in a basket Head, feet, arms to his armpits Ain't you noticed? I gotta stick like what’s his name… Moses Red sea I'm'a part it like I can't swim Lets see who departs when I'm when I’m barring Everyone And it's clear like Evian You ain't doing nothing new my bredda Swear down your just doing what I've already done Came in the game at 19 my friend And I took it over by the time I was 21 Don’t ever compare yourself to me I'm a sawn off shotty rudeboy your a pellet gun Make a lot of money from a bar like Peggy done [Verse 2: Slix] My swag's undeniable The man are all washed up and dryable When it comes to the war I’m fireproof I don’t choose to win, I desire to Some say I boast some say I brag But I remember When I never had jack Now it's brown G's all over the bag Nice to see your swag! (No Cilla Black) Flee So high that I gone past fly Money on mine grind on mine We get it in Fuck getting by We live dreams Fuck living life I’m crazy labels call me barmy Girlies are nothing they Just Cavalli If there Ain't money they can run past me It will take my death to pass me [Verse 3: Griminal] Yo, is it my go? Should I go? You know why I flow psycho I'm Spyro with a biro and eyes closed When I roll Then light ‘em up like a light bulb Why boast when guys know That I’m hotter than the devil still the coldest I leave them rotting in the Ghetto with the roaches And you are not up on my level you a novice But I’ll show you what a pro is I get a pen and a paper then I'm fully equipped So driven, you would have thought I'm pushing a whip I get dirty like Fuda and Slix No strides like Tinch, in the hood with the kids You're full of shit, see me I lick down the dance and the shoobs Got so many lines I’m as hard as a book Watch fam, nah it's not as hard as it looks Not max, but I'm still a star in the hood Grimsom! [Verse 4: Fuda Guy] Urrrrgh They roll with a leng man, I roll with a witch doctor Shake his left hand one time (game over) Black clouds first sign of the take over The .44 will have your jawside cruising, kinda like a range rover My bars carry weight like my names Oprah I make bread so I'm gonna buy a big toaster Now my doctor will come ‘n’ put a hoax on ya Leave your insides hurting Lung cancer, spleen rupture I penetrate souls, I’m a soul puncher I’m known to the underworld I’m no stranger Light skin, but I can turn darker I’m a real prodigy, yeah fire starter Violate me once guarantee I will mark ya Show me girl twice yeah guarantee I’ll shaft her Threaten me three times don’t cause me laughter [Verse 5: Wretch 32] Game on, chain on or off This is my scene, Wretchro monologue Try and find me, I’m so gone I’m lost And you are getting fucked if you’re not on top Not on box, stop, watch. Oh! Be there in a second I’m a lean G-Shock By my Roley, I’m the essence Never getting ticked off, I evolve, rap athletics So they can’t Ghetts over the bar I am setting (hah) High jump, check your bars, that nuh make it I’ve already seen your future in my past I Am Legend, Wretchro [Verse 6: Dot Rotten] The earthquake is real I ain't had to flow for a couple of months But suckers and chumps wanna stop me from fucking it up (Well)Stuck in the slums what stopping or not somethings become what these young bucks Covered in gut shells Running your gums ain't nothing to us Put one in your lungs that sounds like nothing but fun (Hell) I squash beef when I'm talking because, when I'm judging these fucks they ain't on scuffing enough (Girl) I get pressed when I'm cutting em up stop crushing the bombs see everything under the suns (Still) I come in a rush like nut in a slut everywhere any other MC covered in blood (Well) I'm too cute you're a puddle o' slut I took the game like a picture and I'm lovin a loss You know I be hard the earthquake that's coming to crush ya D.R [Verse 7: Roachee] Look who's at it again It's that strapping with a deranged brain, crazy as me It’s becoming even more erratic with age And when the automatic sprays, it’s guranteed to change your head shape Black clouds and acid rain Got a couple mad cows giving smashing brain So it’s happy days I blaze haze which explains why I'm always off me face and we ain't on the same wave And I still don’t know how to behave That's why when I'm ere they don't wanna display chains I confiscate safes, empty the contents and stick it in my safe, a much safer place Head gone recording for heaven’s sake SITH lord not boarding any planes to Spain No sunshine just gun crime So until the game’s over, I be spraying 8s [Verse 8: Maxsta] That much sicker with the flow em like Pirate hit a nigga in his boat Them other man are going on funny I'm like whats wrong I'm out for the money and the girls Pinky and the brain but I ain't chillin in ma gaff with the box on So don’t ever get ahead of yourself So chart ready when you can't say the flows aren’t heavy True I'm on track like I got a go-kart ready Black cap on you know I'm messing about Clap lead from the mac on 'em, I'm testing it out Scratch heads when I'm rapping what you telling me now I'm 10 times better like I brought 10 of me round See the style what me have make an enemy frown You only got a couple bars you ain't getting around But I actually feel like I ain't a kitten now Get an x-ray you'll see they're catting me [Bridge: Tinchy Stryder] And now I’m reloading Started with some jabs but now it’s time to throw some blows in Told them hold the flag, they best salute me when I stroll in Girls so high in the sky you see my black clouds revolving It’s over, the curtains drawn the doors are closing [Verse 9: Tinchy Stryder] Yeaaah I’m a big boss inna diss So I cuff em down two locks on a wrist Stop with the gimmicks I’m fucked with the lyrics I’m elevating you're stuck in a lift Run up on the game like a check move cuzzy Some dark blue Bally's Who stole wellies? King Kong guns, no two two strallies Fuck the whole game up and I'm no prozzy Yeah, talk to me, money talks you can't afford the fee I'm the one, tell them man six zero’s, exclude any apostrophes Those what I fiend for, this kinda money ain't fitting in a shoe box (no way) I'm relaxing taking my shoes off, game over, victory, white wash