Joe Budden Joe Budden-Game Over[The Game Diss] Lyrics

[Joe Budden]
Ohh! Oh yeah you f___in f__got (okay)
(Haha) You f___in' f__got, Game
You only a replacement till' Yayo come home, n____
Game Over n____
This not real, only got 8 months before The 5 Hearbeat run is over n____
Stop that singin' s___, and you better be over f__got

[Joe Budden]
Dude wanna be Dre, Ren Ice Cube or Eazy
But, you ain't them aight dude? Believe me
Say I'm tight trash all thanks to ghostwrite
But then you sound like Fab, get a sound like BLAT!
Not real, never heard a sound like that
He's a b____, probly sleep in a gown and nightcap
Got a big chrome friend that I tuck along with me
And a grown gat since you like +suckin on 50's+
You's not Big and Pac, not East vs. West
n____, this is least vs. best
Wack west n____ from a sideblock, meanwhile
Get dude to fill an iPod with just freestyles
Let's do the math
You ain't sold s___, and I sold 500K more than that
Heard your diss track,but I ain't even play on that
Because I just seen dude, and he ain't say all that
In the same hotel, if dude wanted to do me
I'd have been Cassidy, gave him the room key
Got the guns and the vest out that I planted
And Game woulda had his chest out like Janet!
That's what I mean, dude's on that tough s___
Image for the public, believe none of it
Scared to speak street cuz he scared so he dap on some love s___
Then get in the booth on some thug s___ (naw)
Go and put you in a verse
n____, this 4 will put you in a hearse
Now the ganj will put you in the dirt
Cuz guns is like soap on a rope, it took a f__ to start usin' 'em first
A to the K, Jim to the starr
Wanna play God (?) say BLAM! n____, limp to your car
This f__ can't be for real, he gettin' at me?
He 'gone need more than a shield and big Macky
(So) Next time don't be a coward about it
Just get loud with this crowd to show everybody you bout it
Mr G-G-G-G-G, stop that
Homes, you only known for 5 Heartbeat hooks and gettin' popped at
(c'mon") See no evil, I hear the people
They ask and I tell 'em I got your career on TiVo
And if the song sells, and you gone be poppin' them thangs
Maybe you could tell Jimmy he can stop callin scame
I'm just tryin to save your rep
Your not a rapper, you asked, they gat like you gone save the West
I doubt that, not him
You need help, is Dre gone put him on the shelf? Better learn from Rakim
So when I see you also, we can let the glocks blow
Come through Jersey, or I'll meet you as Roscoes
Another fake thugs gets killed
100 red dots on you if you wanna be a blood for real, mu' f___a

[Joe Budden]
Yeah! And that's it man
Game f___in' over, I ain't gone keep doin this s___ back and forth
50 stop sendin' your lil' f___in wack a__ p___s
and come holla at a real n____ man
The n____'s a__, f___ him, f___ Game, f___ Banks, Buck
and any of them other n____z Curtis tryin' to send over this way
f___ the whole mother f___in' G-Unit, a.k.a. the mother f___in 5 Heartbeats
f___in' Banks, Buck, Yayo, Game and f___in' Curtis, the singin' a__ n____
NICE LIKE THIS! haha
f___ outta here man
You know where I'm at, and you know where to get at me, n____
And I heard the lil slick s___ in the beginning of your s___
bout you gone punch n____z in the face and all that
you was real polite when I see you
And tell Mya I say wuddup
I'mma save that lil trick from you tryin' to holla back in this
YEAH!, game over maggot. YES! One

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