Dead Hermes

[Intro: DJ Drama]

At this point only thing left to chase is legacy

We done seen it all like Jay and Jeezy

We done done it all like Shawty Lo

We live forever through the music

And we fare from done

Put that on the dead homies

DJ Drama (Gangsta Grillz)

[Verse 1: The Game]

I signed my deal in '03

Ain't nobody know me

And ain't nobody show me love 'cept Kanye and Kobe

One resting in purple, other one still my brody

I'm saying, time fly

And I put that on my Rollie

Dayton still rolling

Switches still holding

And I ain't renew my license

Drive these bitch just like it's stolen

Everything golden from chains to my baby stroller

And I'm still breaking bread

That's just the way that I was molded

Never been a soldier

My mama said, "boy you chosen"

Must be, 'cause I done took more shots than DeMar DeRozan

I'm done joking, nigga, gun smoking

Had to flower bomb on niggas

'Cause I still ain't get my roses, fuck it

Keep them for your caskets

'Cause you need them more than I do

'Cause if you pull that bitch out playing it's gonna be me up in that module

If any niggas slide, we slide his box in right beside you

And I could've been more than a gangsta (Gangsta) if I tried to

[Chorus: The Game]

Dead homies

I could've did it without the co-sign

If niggas really wrote for me

Do that shit one more time

Yeah nigga, the West Coast mine

The surfboards, the palm trees, the dope and the coastline

The sun, moon, the low tides, the table and the coke lines

And every number on the clock, even when it's your time

I kept the lights on when this bitch ain't had no shine

Now let me see you hold your coast the way I hold mines

Dead homies

[Verse 2: The Game]

This shit 'bout Legacy

This shit 'bout pedigree

None of you niggas can fuck with me, so just let it be

But don't

And I'ma let you get ahead of me

Then pull up on the side like Baby Lane and just let it eat

Nigga fuck who I offended

You know where to find me, inside of one or two Benzes

So put me where my friends is, or lay me where my sins is

I'm a menace to society, nigga, way more than Lorenz is

What more can I say?

Ain't much that really changed since I was barking at Jay

Snatched off my Aftermath chain when I was harking at Dre

And somehow, someway, the white boy caught a stray

Letting shots off in the dark like I was at Gonzales Park

Know how I feel about my nine, this shit till death do us part

West Side till I die, that's on my shootout in New York

Makaveli changed the world, I'm just the nigga that he sparked

[Chorus: The Game]

Dead homies

I could've did it without the co-sign

If niggas really wrote for me

Do that shit one more time

Dead homies, the West Coast mine

The surfboards, the palm trees, the dope and the coastline

The sun, moon, the low tides, the table and the coke lines

And every number on the clock, even when it's your time

I kept the lights on when this bitch ain't had no shine

Now let me see you hold your coast the way I hold mines

Dead homies