[Verse 1]
To be honest with you, this whole game to me is a joke
Like someone who's never smoked, telling the meaning of dope
Get out the way, the grim reaper is cleaning his cloak
And ain't putting back down the sithe 'till it's gleaming and soaked
In the remains, of every fake rapper up in this game
Going with the flow's likely to have you flushed down the drain
Messed up like a kid with the thug image stuck in his brain
The fans are begging for more like someone clucking for caine
But come on, you thought you'd seen the last of me?
I don't even think a nuclear blast would be
Enough to rid you of Skyo Records, I laugh at these
Minor MC's, acting like they're even half a G
I ain't some fake Jack in the box production
Made up like a female intending on boss seduction
Sitting on a shelf in a store with cost reduction
I'm turning the game back, like some clocks adjusting
I don't give a damn what you think, think what you like
Keep thinking it 'till you're dead in the ground and thinking with five
Little maggots eating your skull and a twinklet of light
Peering through your fucking coffin while you stink and I'm ripe
I'm too far ahead of you bitches to care
Test me and you'll simply dissappear like when you piss in the air
This game's fucked up like a beat that's missing a snare
Turning makeshift like paying for a kiss in a fair
[Hook]
Let the games begin, i've come too far to turn down the lanes i've been
When I play, man I aim to win
Now I'm starting to change the winds
So let the games begin
For those who find it a strain to string
Together tracks which i've been trained to bring
Now we'll see who remains the king
Let the games begin
[Verse 2]
Now I'm getting my label off the ground like a frog on a leap
Moving this rap game, like a dog on a leash
You people think I live where you can jog on the beach
I'm still living in ends where you'll get robbed on the street
But I move too quick, I was born premature
If I carry on like this i'll be seeing what Jackson and Lennon saw
You man are pissed 'cos you bring shit you can't get a tenner for
Come test me now and see if I don't leave you red and sore
New Breed was the point I switched from average to above
Having rubbed, out all the mistakes i'd made since first being dubbed
Syko, I grow, like a vine while you're like a shrub
You'll never catch up, it's like Bugs Bunny and Elma Fudge
Got so much heat in my arsenal you'd think I'm a fucking Russian
Got this mastered, from the rhymes to the keys to the precussion
This game's overflowing with shit like a toilet that needs flushing
I talk about things other rappers ain't even brushing
Going right to the core, most just dance around the crust and
Chat about Gats they're busting, when all they're doing is cussing
You must be on a trip if you think that I'm ever hushing
At one point, i've either got lyrics or beats gushing
Out of every orophis, one bit of flem or a piss
Contains more talent than these rappers who chat about hollow tips
There's nothing to work with like a women with hollow tits
If you're gonna follow something, for fucks sake follow this
I leave talentless MC's shook like horror flicks
And I ain't even trying no more, I do it for a kick
You think i've got time for you and your stupid antics?
You've got something to say? say it and you'll receive the blits
This is it, this where the game begins
Time to put all to the test who've been named the kings
Bury every single fake who just claims to sin
Ressurect the game, time to change the winds
[Hook]
Let the games begin, i've come too far to turn down the lanes i've been
When I play, man I aim to win
Now I'm starting to change the winds
So let the games begin
For those who find it a strain to string
Together tracks which i've been trained to bring
Now we'll see who remains the king
Let the games begin!
