Tinchy Stryder - Game Over Lyrics

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[giggs:]

Time to get that profit all in

Won't rest 'til all my niggers rocket ballin'

I don't even think i stopped this mornin'

I'm the nigger that usually gets them "what's it called's" in

I'm caught when it's time to get that shoppin' sorted

Oh this armani blazer which i got imported

Yeah i like that whip because i'm on the bands only reason i ain't dropped that forty

Chicks see me on the streets and they stop and call me want me to get my willy out so they can toss it for me

Got 'em goin' topless for me

When she pop it for me

Really got me horny

Record label contract my lawyers got it for me

Dotted all the i's and the t's can you cross 'em for me?

You can try and put your crosses on me

I watch hate i got shooters that'll watch it for me.

[pro green:]

I'm heavy i'm colder

Better me? no sir!

I could tear apart mc's but i'd rather read a book on childcare by kerry katona

No niceness i ran out of it

Dumb it down a bit

Ain't somethin' i'm prepared to do

When i ain't ever gonna run out of lip

Here's something i prepared for you

I tried to relax but being spaced it inspires me back

When will i be nice to katie price

The day i see a cage fighter in drag ah

I don't want a tomorrow without friction

Jump in to beat both feet first

Make pros eat their words

And sit and watch 'em swallow their own dic-tion

[tinie tempah:]

Uh ishi distort that bass

Man grew up on a raw estate

Now everytime i draw my dates

They're like 'how the fuck d'you afford this place? '

First place first place first place

Try and act up dem man will address that call it put a fuckin' man in his place

Bitch i'm great for goodness sake

I ain't got a queue 'cause they know my face

Glance at my watch tryin' to wind up on me

I was like i ain't got time to waste

Get it

I ain't got time to waste

Get it

Try and get hype in my face

Regreit it

Got a big pitbull and i don't remember the last time i fed it so don't up set it

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[devlin:]

Let me grieve for the beat before i murder it

Don't know my name by now? you shoulda heard of it

Why? 'cause i'm murdering

Anybody lurking in close proximity circling

Don't make an example of men when i stride in

Dev's has got a tiny temper

I'm observing this learning

But know i'm just yearning to burn it

I'll fire your agenda

Lock me up might high risk offender

Make a man turn on his own team like an irish defender

I'm a rhyming inventor that's climbing to heights ya' not meant ta'

The game's over so roll over

I'm sober but i'll still kidnap a so called soldier

And bolt in the rover to dover yeah it's over the game's over.

[example:]

Put up ya' lighters i clash the titans

Fight the fighters might fight the biters

Spit on my flow got tonsillitis

That's on a monday mornin' ha

Takin' over run straight past ya'

No warning that i rule disaster

Harder faster stronger longer

This one here was top of the classroom

Stop the lecture drop the pressure

Never say never but nevertheless i

Never say no to experiments whether it's tenements clubs yards spitting with eloquence

Positive sentiments having a hell of a time and it's evident

Don't question my relevance i've started on this so i'm back in my element.

[chipmunk:]

Uh i open my mouth bitches panic

The jewel the liabilities mmm i'm the asset

Underdogs are barking up shh hush puppy

My new chain's got red and blue ice man i call it my slush puppy

Yeah let me clap them with the reminder flow

I was best new comer err time ago

Yeah you've all passed ya' sell by date to me

I'm different

Bitch i sell out when you at the venue and date to me.

[chorus:]

Now it's game over

Kick him out the team but heard he's snaking he's a cobra

Could have lived the dream but now ya' days are done it's over

Should have remembered scheming and your looking for a shoulder to lean on to wipe your tears on it's over.

[tinchy stryder:]

They better let me go let me loose

I'm frozen cold my veins are blue

Hell to home but it's satan proof

Good as gold my angels flew

Yo they can't knock down mine

Cuffs on flows i lock down lines

I am not human real life mutant

Ask mick foley i'm not mankind

Yeah look under my eyelids

All red i bleed through the iris

Like i've been toking on w*ed highest

Now my brain's on freeze minus

Yeah i ain't letting it melt

I'm stark haze i'm letting it fill

Sideline this now separate that

I'm stayin here i ain't lettin' it gel ill.

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