[Verse 1 - to the graveyard Where everybody like to Allahu Akbar You scared to say "God?" They call me Game because I hard So get your helmets and face guards I spit water, lets have a Face Off: Nicholas Cage They say the boy is off the chain two Pits in a cage girl say my flow the bomb like I swallow grenades Respect the up in this shit so you gotta get paid Or you gotta get spayed like Windex them twin Techs I'll Raid on top of insects. Niggas die fuckin family Oh, where I'm from they that "incest" Open the Bible, good book serves its for shook crooks Heavenly Father, I think we in Heaven, be a good Sing the In this heartless that I live in I have learned that I can't on love It hasn't made me a So I'mma take it all me to the graveyard 2 - Game] The ain't as new as the saint it look They ministers there right next to straight crooks And Nas told niggas was shooting and they'd look rhyme about banging, getting whooped on Facebook Now put on your wall, I put that on the wall I shot-call and brawl quicker than Jon I'm these niggas, bought everything last year And wasn't feeling these niggas. I I was numb last year feeling you niggas. Came back To a few more mil on you niggas Toast! I'm in the Phantom, nah I ain't scared of no ghost Cause all the dead rapper's albums are selling the [Verse 3 - say the 3rd verse puts niggas in a hearse Since I was born Jay, I'm the Gift & The Curse Lot of out here, but nigga I did it first blood out here that's why I'm up in the church Still for my sins, but not all the way Cause I just rode up in the Benz and handed the K What he gon do with it? run up on your crew with it That's what I call rap beef, I'm through with it Now I lean back, '72 with it Sell it to a nigga down South, he act a fool it to them haters and the stool-pigeons You're too busy judge us stars, but how are you living?