Jon Murdock - The Game's Over lyrics

Yo, Jon Murdock the game's over
Move like a soldier check it, yo

As I dip in the darkness
I hit all the targets
Sniper rifle, type to ignite you
So move cautious it's Foundation, fucker
Your foundation's fucked up
Bin Laden your squadron, bomb 'em
Who fucking want what?
I rock all polo, I watch all go low
Look out for cops snapping photos
Like I don't know
'Cause now I push a Lexus, point blank
I wreck shit
You thinking otherwise, listen up kid, yo
Check this
I'm gone in 60 seconds, I wreck sessions
Your best sentence is senseless
Reckless intentions, I test your best shit
Rhymes you claim are precious
I bench press 'em in 10 reps per second
And let you know, stressin' who the best is
Let two shottys off at Ducatis
I move quickly
Dryin' a cause to act violently
I see you eyein' me
Hold piece shooters, blow three Rugars
Meet Medusa
Weed abuser, stare, snake eyes, stone inducer
I dip within a minute
It's sick what I do for digit's
Shaky, fidgety, picture me, spit shit
With no witness
Hold shottys, body your people
It's closed casket
The game's over, popping the pistol
I blow the fastest

The game's over for you
Punk motherfuckers out there
That keep bitin' and bitin' and bitin'
Stealing commercial beats for your benefit
Fuck y'all

You think you thug now and
Hold guns like a soldier?
Catch two to the chest, nah dog
That shit's over rock a white tee to your
Knees and listen to Hova?
He quit the game now, nah kid
That shit's over
Rhyme over commercial beats and say
You spit like king cobras?
You biting people's shit, nah dog
That shit's over
Say you got a group and your squad looks like
Wear protective padding, two shots
That shit is over

Check the program, protect your homeland
Secure the vicinity
Murdock, the enemy remedy
Who you pretend to be
Couldn't get signed if you
Applied for the army
Navy, or war draft pick when over eighteen
Couldn't get a deal from the
DA in your district
I spit shit, explicit exquisite
So you pricks just
Know that I'm not playin'
Aimin' this Ron Reagan
I'm raisin' the stakes towards this hatred
It's Foundation we stay fucking you
Play war games like George W
Bush pushed the button
I'm coming through to muffle crews
Your bubblegoose gets fifteen shots
Vendetta Beretta never fold under pressure
Hockey check your chest in
Play with lots of sides: suicide, homicide
This side, the other side, genocide
But yet to die
Peep the Apollo 13, creed and follow
Kevin hollow, men get drago'd
Hit like rock though
Balboa constrict and squeeze
MCs' dreams weak exceed speeds
A thousand CCs from a clean sheet
You laugh and beef, but your man'll run
I'm the type to snatch up
Trees like Daniel's son
My red dead revolver spark ya
You can't conquer
Blast through your start up, parker
You rocked from lock up
Ten years in from chopping the block up
Back on the same path you knocked
They called the cops up
Better than being Jon 'Dock'd up
Call the doctor
Hoffa, Jimmy you simply, when sipping Vodka

The game's over for you
Punk motherfuckers out there
That keep bitin' and bitin' and bitin'
Stealing commercial beats for your benefit
Fuck y'all

You think you thug now and
Hold guns like a soldier?
Catch two to the chest, nah dog
That shit's over rock a white tee to your
Knees and listen to Hova?
He quit the game now, nah kid
That shit's over
Rhyme over commercial beats and say
You spit like king cobras?
You biting people's shit, nah dog
That shit's over
Say you got a group and your squad looks like
Wear protective padding, two shots
That shit is over