Game Time

Formally invite you to witness my downfall Step up to bat, and I think its time to shot call Defense shift left a right-center gap These hoes a trip, I don't really got cash Keep to myself, because I prefer serenity Smoke big b's, why do yo's look like centipedes Maybe took offense, but I let it by the wayside Bring 'em round, here, mothafuckas know its game time Passions what I'm left with, coach y'all byron leftwich When I turn my clutch mode on, they should exit Hard to associate myself with some of y'all Don't be ashamed we make mistakes and learn from falls Need to get my payback, even keeled I stay flat Make ya best hope, me layin on some train tracks Hopped into my fighter jet, climb down from my snipers nest Get ready for battle, 60 seconds i'm already set Light weight but I'm pound for pound, they don't like my choppa sound Tropic thunder, lots of clouds, no jumper, I could foul Stack my bricks, almost done, Chi-town trips, rollin blunts I got everything you want, in the lead, number one When the stone cast you can't get your throws back Trap off old cash Pop up like a nomad, yeah It's ok to want more, baby make a wish Red dots on me like Soap Mactavish Formally invite you to witness my downfall Step up to bat, and I think its time to shot call Defense shift left a right-center gap These hoes a trip, I don't really got cash Keep to myself, because I prefer serenity Smoke big b's, why do yo's look like centipedes Maybe took offense, but I let it by the wayside Bring em round, here, mothafuckas know its game time