Hey, Arcade

Lyrics

[Chorus] Sickness (sickness) Xmas (xmas) Unbox (unbox) Xbox (xbox) FPS, Hack n' slash, I don't care, give me it Sickness (sickness) Illness (sickness) Wicked (sickness) Weakness (sickness) It can be, anything, RPG, RIP [Verse 1] A lot of you crackers who eat crackers who gon' crack like me Avoid all the wack crap, unpack that new Crackdown 3 Cuz back in the day Steve was the man who made up the day Okay, please, don't you hate on me Wait, look: Shit we're talking 'bout made me solid as Snake Same shit also taught me what you want you won't get Unless you give your soul no way of climbing Celeste You'll dream of being him Shepard But in the end I'll command, ah! Which one will you be, Nate or Master Chief? No Huckleberry Hound, no Huckleberry Finn And everybody tryna prove me wrong, make me sorry Tell me the same ol' story, young Hobbie, don't worry Oh God... Video games, they gon' swallow your brains Are you 'fraid of playing Resi 4 whole damn day? And again and again and again, you'll gain more pain While I aim the way Max Payne wants me to aim, ah! [Interlude] Man chooses, slave obeys [Verse 2] Young, dumb, full of cum, I could run 'stead I'm down playing Batman: Arkham I'm arcane, umm, hey man Arcade's where I'm always at, where my brothers at Where we pray Doomguy be our boogieman Where we give our stacks instead of buying crack Or load our vain, our novocaine's arcade, damn Micromachines, well that sounds like a plan Multiplayer shit, oh, at it I'm bad Somebody told me the zombies in front of him Ate his whole neighborhood, homie, I'm glad Had a wish of me leaving town Me or them or her? Whom I'm talking 'bout? Damn, I don't know how, now it's all loud Damn, dad and mama used to be proud "Hold your breath", that's what they told me "Just, please, forget some of the things like Mass Effect + Deus Ex + Left 4 Dead", I'm on it Gave myself some time to work it And I hate myself cuz I didn't do it But I love myself cuz there's reason for it Oh, try some, I ain't gonna spoil it Video games, they gon' swallow your brains Are you 'fraid of playing Bioshock whole damn day? Big Daddy's gonna take care of your big pair Lay back in your chair, prepare for the ? [Chorus] Sickness (sickness) Xmas (xmas) Unbox (unbox) Xbox (xbox) FPS, Hack n' slash, I don't care, give me it Sickness (sickness) Illness (sickness) Wicked (sickness) Weakness (sickness) It can be, anything, RPG, RIP [Verse 3] Feel like I've been under dome While everybody just wanted to roam That girl is bad to the bone Party's over, think it's time to go home Asked if my name was Jerome As if she only wanted me to go Well Imma resist like I'm Ohm Georg Simon says: pick up the phone Feel like I've been under dome I ain't wasting no sex chromosome That girl is bad to the bone Party's over, think it's time to go home