Lyrics

[Intro] Who wants to get a game? Who wants to get a game? Let's play a game of death [Mastamind] Get down, lay your cards down Duck down, as my chamber spins round and round When it stops, I bet you drops to the ground Now how that shit sound? Sounds like a shake down Here comes the break down, I bet 'cha break I bet 'cha gotta headache, ya can't keep ya ass awake Fool, why ya think the Unholy had to wake the dead? Too many niggas sleepin' so we give blows to ya head One time, in and out 'cha mind I know the rules to the game of death assistants to my rhyme I'm workin' my voodoo on you and you What can ya do to stop Mastamind and his crew? The magic I use is blacker than blacker than black Get back, fool what'cha know about that? [TNT] What 'cha know about this? When I aim I don't miss Fuck around and catch a fist, 'cause TNT's pissed Droppin' bombs on your crews, I'm quick to light the fuze Ya played the game of death and you're guaranteed to lose [Mastamind] Play your cards right, tonight's Hellterskelter The cards I dealt ya ain't good, find shelter in your hood I'm comin' at 'cha like a body snatcher, I'm gonna catch ya And show ya I'm the game's masta Mastamindin' my game till there's no suckas left When ya fuck with the wrong nigga ya play the game of death [Interlude] Man, woman, earth, death [Esham] This is the game, come take a spin on the wheel How many cops can I kill? I'm ill, buck 'em down at a stand still Watch me get ill, watch the blood spill (Yo) Chop, swing, off with your head I'm kinda misled, I'd rather be dead This is the game that I play with no shame Russian roulette, cock back and take aim I want me some bacon, so I'm finna gut a pig Wha-dada dame, so I split 'cha wig Not by the hairs of your chinny chin chin When you play the game of death with me you never win Killin' be a sin, snatch your throat and grin Gettin' buck wild with the rin-tin-tin The chrome's to your dome, so tell me what's left And breathe your last breath, and play the game of death [Interlude] Look like I'm smilin' mothafucka? I'm 'bout to get off in yo' ass... [Mastamind] Bad guys never lose, so I bet I win I don't die, so I'll come back again and again [Esham] Red rum, red rum, come and get some Hangman niggas hung by they tongues when I sung Play a game, press your luck, punk, I don't give a fuck If the butcher knife don't cut, then I buck, buck, buck [Mastamind] Watch me get 'em, watch me hunt 'em out and hit 'em I'm hungry for Adam's apples I gotta slit 'em You can't play my game, motherfuckers hate I came Let the sky storm, let it rain, let it rain [TNT] Chopped off her head now the blood is just gushin' I picked up the knife and I'm still steady pushin' Aimin' for the kill, the kill is what I got Playin' in my game, and death is the plot Now I'm playin' doctor Grab the knife and chopped her Shivers, quivers Out comes the liver Took her dead body and I dumped it in the river The beat when I deliver, no more life to give her [Mastamind] I hate to behave the same so savor it for yourself When the deal is dealt, it gets felt in the game of death [Interlude] Work in progress… [Esham] Now as I come in, I take one final spin on the wheels of Jeopardy For all those hoes who slept with me Wicked rhyme kicka, Sick 'em for when I trick up Peter piper picka, you have to suck my dick up Nigga I'm outta liquor, cuttin' to kill ya quicka Six, six, six 'cause I'm sick sick sicka The U-N-H-O-L-Y, watch your head fly You'll be dead guy, rock a bye-bye If you wanna play, yes, we playin' dead I gotta screw loose and a hole in my head Dead bodies layin' all around The price is right so come on down And press your luck and get slammed hoe Remember don't say damn, say Whammy, whoa In the game of death [Outro] Work in progress…