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Gameover

Album cover art for "Gameover" by P Money

P Money - Rap

Gameover

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September 6, 2009.

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[Verse 1] Anybody that thinks they're bad, then come I'm number one, dun know I'll turn your ears into Dumbo's Listen clearly! I'll send you where the sun goes When a tongue sputs, gun blow Man better duck down You ain't got no Adidas stripes, don't come with your Umbro Otherwise you'll be left floored with a numb nose Taliban, hype like a gypsy Light up the caravan Come to your yard on my ones Cos I know that you are no badaman Name one yute that you're badder than Swell up your chest, till it's the size of a caravan Style and technique is wild No man could defeat this child This MC can't manage man Turn beef into cabbage man Show them the style of a general I be the baddest MC in general No other MC comes near me They're all stuck in their genitals The hope they need to receive is medical I'm a veteran like Terry Venables This picture here is not edible Man wanna cause a racket And get clapped with the tennis ball Swing but you won't get 'em all Show them the style of a champion Wanna say names? Cool I'll thank them Lock down, blank them Guys wanna get loud bass I'll amp them Envelopes I'll stamp them Swell up your chest, till it's the size of a mansion Can't come back, nah DJ don't run that If they don't stretch I'll pramp 'em Warrior must fear this champion [Hook] P, what? I said I'm colder See I'm 21 but I look older I've got the 45 inside the holster Head gone again, gameover I'm P, and I'm colder You see I'm 21 but I look older I've got the 45 inside the holster Head gone! Gameover [Verse 2] Not me brother You can't be talking about me brother You can't jump in the clash chatting bout mash Cos you ain't pulling out no gun on me brother You can't violate, not my brother I'll turn up like "who is he brother?" I'll start lashing up bare for the hit combos like "yo have some of these brother" Brother, what did he say? Somebody tell me, what did he say? Thinking he's hard I'll lift up my top Put the ting to your head like what did you, what did you What did you, what did you, what did he say? Somebody tell me, what did he say? Thinking he's hard I'll lift up my top Put the ting to your head like what did you, what did you Man can't tell me "what did I say?" I be like "hold on, didn't you hear?" Keep talking like your bredrin's a mash man Guess what? Your bredrin's isn't here Man can't tell me "what did I say?" I be like "hold on, didn't you hear?" Keep talking like your bredrin's a mash man Guess what? Your bredrin isn't here Yo, P, I think man's got it in for me Heard them man wanna go gym for me Because half of their girls are linking me But it's cool though, it's not a thing to me Bare foolishness themma bring to me To their face I will tell a man simply If you don't want your girlfriend to check me out Don't let your girlfriend bump into me I said blud, man's got it in for me Heard them man wanna go gym for me Because half of their girls are linking me But it's cool it's not a thing to me Bare foolishness themma bring to me To their face I will tell a man simply If you don't want your girlfriend to check me out Don't let your girlfriend bump into me Know what I'm on fam You see this thing that I've got it's the bomb fam She starts touching, it's not a long fam Nobody can do it like the don can You ejiat, she don't want man You're upset cos the girls are on man I took out the phone like "gimmee, gimmee it" Blocked the number, I was gone fam Now she knows what I'm on star See this thing that I've got it's the monster She starts touching, I get tonker I invade the bed space and I conquer You ejiat, she don't want ya I realized I stayed a bit longer She opened her legs like "gimmee, gimmee it" So I gave her the anaconda! Check me out Blue Borough gang bag I can't check me out I get cash-in and not a cheque to cheque That's why your girlfriends keeps tryna check me out In the rave her friends are like "check him out" He's a bad boy I checked him out Now you're pissed off cos yesterday I was leaving the hotel with your girlfriend checking out Check, ch-ch-check me in Your girl payed the hotel to check me in I get cash-in and not a cheque to cheque They knew exactly why we were checking in Her friend was like "wow, you're checking in" Now you're pissed off tryna take up an argument like "why the hell are you checking in?"

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