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

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

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

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

[Chorus: The
Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek
Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph

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

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