The Game

[Intro: Watsky]

I'm feelin' pretty good right now

(feelin' pretty fuckin' great right now)

Forever M.C., Watsky

Let's fuck this beat up, okay

[Verse 1: Watsky]

I'm Steven Seagal, let’s brawl there ain't no better dude

I will harass a bastard with the awful attitude

I'll grab your head and shoulders, if you're super rude, and twist the two in opposite directions like a Rubik's cube

I start hearts like an EMT, unless you make me wanna' barf like you're TMZ

Then I'll leave you dead on a bed of lettuce like BLTs

And I creep away, TLC, I play keep away

With my DNA, when these needy beesies grab my 'D' today

I keep the beat like Jack DeJohnette, seize the day, it's a piece of cake when I freak this bitch

Diga me what you need to say, and then leave today s'il vous plaît

And yeah, I'm pretty far from tipsy, but I still bring the heat like a jar of Kimchi

Ay, you want beef? Don't you ever tempt me, good grief, it's Watsky and Forever M.C

[Verse 2: Hi-Rez]

I'm the product of my bastard father

You can't offend me, i'm the last to bother

I'll snatch your daughter then i'll gas the throttle

I'll prolly pass up on the blunt, but I won't pass the bottle

You won't find me around the snakes like the cast of Anaconda

I want it badder than my next breath

A lot of weight on my chest, just like I bench press

Hustle to keep the lights on, been working for that rent check

I am not worried about these rappers famous for 10 secs

Rap game Marty McFly

You gon' hear me around the corner in the car that I drive

The rap game'll leave the chewed up, and buried alive

Like March 9th '97, I been ready to die

I'm a walking contradiction, I make my decisions, your whole life is fiction, rapping my religion

It's Forever, Watsky and Rez, we living on the edge, everyday plot on the bread

It's Rez