Sha Stimuli - Game Over lyrics

I came I saw I conquered
I don’t take no days off I’m a monster
I got this weight on my shoulder
I’m just saying for y’all the
Game’s over I’m done playing

Overtime is over yeah I used to fuck around
No more playing
Y’all done started something now
Hard rain coming down
Dark clouds moving and I’m
Showing you the future
I’m the baby in the ultrasound
Head first coming out
Lead bursting dumping now
No father to my style
ODB, OCD, last year I used to smile
Showing teeth, now I’m throwing heat
There is no denial
I listen to your choice of
Emcees and they voice
And they speech sounds like Toy Story 3
While my Buzz lasts Light Years
And I never fight fair
Y’all on some kid shit
Jack in the box, motherfucking Checkers
The fast food chains and the games on records
Y’all playing y’all lame
Y’all saying that same
That pump, that fifth, that cane
Yea drift I sway I bitch I complain
I talk about brain, I over-mention my name
But the difference is
If I say I’m riding on the train
Fuck it then I’m riding on the train
I’m still that dude, that’s who? That’s Sha
Can you feel this?
You saying you the realest
I say I’m a realist and the realness in the
Verses is on purpose when it hit's you
Yea I’m balling
Traveling but no one blew a whistle huh
That’s cause there’s no
Officials but ironically
I am so official just listen

I came I saw I conquered
I don’t take no days off I’m a monster
I got this weight on my shoulder
I’m just saying for y’all the
Game’s over I’m done playing

Look i been on some hard shit
I ain’t touch a game since I
Was blowing in my cartridges
And that was Zelda, Mario
Mega man, Contra, I’mma go back farther yo
Asteroids, Donkey kong, Double-Dribble, Tecmo
Mike Tyson Punch Out fighting Don Flamenco
Tetris, Centipede, Space Invading enemies
I ain’t play games boy since
I lost my Gameboy
Every verse you hear pain joy
Love and hate, the thugs relate
I might ball on the court box in the ring
Jump on the field see me do my thing
But whatever I do
From the tip, from the weigh-in
The coin gets tossed I ain’t playing
I don’t care if it’s
Silo, Monopoly, Scattegories, taboo
Backgammon, Guesstures, Pictionary, Scrabble
Bingo, the lottery, a babyshower raffle
The shit is so serious, all out tackle
No two hand touch, I make dudes man up
I get bruised, scratched cut
I give two fat fucks i’m here for the scrap
Battle royale rap
The songwriting Shawn Michaels I
Keep coming back
I ain’t pass drama class don’t
Know how to act
Target flesh Ron Artest, more than just stats
I’m the truth, I’m fact
Played tag when I was ten
Couldn’t make it to the fence
I been it ever since
I came, I saw what the ghetto needs
Not these fake MOP’s
Every time you play they shit
It feels real real like a
Game on Nintendo Wii but just depend on me
The only time I play with a Xbox is
If my ex’s box comes with fellatio
For me Playstation means a station is playing
Stimuli so if I ain’t on the radio
Then I ain’t on a video
Game I’ll be getting doe
I ain’t trying to dis ‘em though
I’m just kinda different yo
Can’t spell vaca, never even took off
Flow so crazy I almost took the hook off
Eyes low, mind slow sometimes I look off
Before I take my foot off the
Pedal I’ll cut my foot off damn
Oh you thought that I was playing
I don’t think you really hear
The shit I’m saying game over

I came I saw I conquered
I don’t take no days off I’m a monster
I got this weight on my shoulder
I’m just saying for y’all the
Game’s over I’m done playing