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[The Game
The young Roy of this rap shit
Somebody bout to get knocked the fucked out man
You tell your boy somethin, you better tell him somethin

1: The Game]
Skip through the blueprint one bang this mentioned
Bleek one hit away but he didn't know The Game was pitchin
Balls faster Roger Clemens nigga you're too big for your britches
Two gold not make you a hitter
make you a little richer but don't forget the big picture
All of those make you a fag but money like Richard
Take your faggot ass picture put it next to
Run you for your roc-a-wear fit and you with the Tommy
Drag your ass down to Alby
Call Beans, Jay, Freeway, Biggs, Dame be there
Compton behind me ask Nas queens is me
You ain't never crack in your life I'm takin your fiends with me
get me
My guns like Robert Downey
Two shots and a pound he got a room in Kings
And you live or sit in a box
Depending on how long it to respond to the shot

The Game]
Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph
Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph

[Verse 2: The
See what the problem is too east coast dick lickin
And everybody tryin to do their best rendition
Listen they wonder how I with 5 shots
Niggaz is hard to on my block
you was in the streets comin of age
I was in the pumpin the gauge
you was rappin I was makin it happen
On the with a k
While you was the roc on the stage
I had on the stage
On headliner for the front page we know that you
You be on sunset doin what? Gettin your punk ass
You gon respect us or that fo' rippin the vests
And you know who you are deaf get the message
Malik or M-E-M-P-H
around and be a B-I-T-C-H sleek
'cause all that yappin will get guns clappin dude
And stop Memphis from dude, huh

The Game]
Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph
Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek

[Verse 3: The
It took me a while but I am now understandin
Jay fucked up in the first round when he picked olo candy
Did olo in the second, take it from me
The Roc get knocked off the bounce till you up beans
Add to the team but move the ugly bitch
Trade the Marcy reject for Cam'ron and Chris
Now the squad 5 is live 6 man is
Fans in the stand yellin out fuck Bleek
You beef I have your body parts all over New York
Leg in arm in Brooklyn head buried in central park
You can't even borrow from New York no more like john
And I ain't talkin to him I'm to Malik Cox
And I got a pine box for a nigga you
Streets is talkin how many niggaz like you
Hit LAX remember when you to the coast
Niggaz don't play with they lives when it to the toast

The Game]
Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek
Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph