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[Chorus: x2] I wish the game was reversed And my verse was the beat so you'd listen to me first And then dance later I ain't dumbin' down shit You don't get it, get a fuckin' translator [Verse 1:] Bitch It's about time I ignite I'm C-4 and you're Napoleon Dynamite Never before or in your afterlife Will you see a nigga this nice only second to Christ Or Buddah or cheeba Whatever faith you are a believer Let you down, you can be either Scram, I'm Yosemite Sam with the heater I'll clap, twist your cap, like a 2 Liter I don't mean literally But fuck with my family and money and it'll be Pop! To your detriment I'm talkin' excrement Pass the peppermint I'm on some extra shit SongtexteIn the booth like Bill & Ted, nigga excellent I'm prepared, never scared, ain't it evident? No security team, I ain't the president I'm repoing the game cause y'all been negligent [Chorus: x2] Yeah I wish the game was reversed And my verse was the beat so you'd listen to me first And then dance later I ain't dumbin' down shit You don't get it, get a fuckin' translator [Verse 2:] Fuck the radio Fuck a video And fuck any rapper tryin' to rap typical (FUCK YOU!) It ain't that difficult To spit some shit that's dope Or maybe it is, but luckily for me, nope You know that shit you wrote Ain't no shit to quote Unless it's XXL 'Step Your Game Up' hoe Peace to Mad Linx but Rap City's soft When the fuck they turn The Basement to an art loft? I ain't mad at Tigger Get your money nigga I would have done the same thing just to fuck Melissa It's a God damn shame When our music went corporate and fucked up the game And like B.I.G. said, "Things Done Changed" Labels merged, the raps and beats all sound the same Seem like damn near, every rapper bang Well I just hope Andre 3000 rap again [Chorus: x2] Yeah I wish the game was reversed And my verse was the beat so you'd listen to me first And then dance later I ain't dumbin' down shit You don't get it, get a fuckin' translator [Verse 3:] Yeah Remember Unity And The Good Life Project Blowed, Lamert Park, that's when shit was hype That's when shit was right Oops I forgot I'm mainstream, that type of shit I'm not supposed to like I'm hittin' like a comet or a meteor Either your, fuckin' deaf or me you're tryin' to ignore Get war, hit the floor Got guns? Get more Like a Jehovah's Witness, I'll go door to door And click, point blank, spill your brains like Igor I got a fresh start, like I'm Lyor From Warner Brothers I'm on deck fuckers I kid you not Even Mike Jack can't touch us (nope) So get back suckers I put careers on crutches Every rhyme I drop's the shit That's why you hear the toilet flushes Spray some aerosol, forever raw I got the game wrapped up like it's Tetherball [Chorus: x4] Yeah I wish the game was reversed And my verse was the beat so you'd listen to me first And then dance later I ain't dumbin' down shit You don't get it, get a fuckin' translator Aus Songtexte Mania