Song: The Death Of The Game
Artist:  B-Mob
Year: 2012
Viewed: 42 - Published at: 6 years ago


(random background noise)
Fuck, I don't want to have to do this man
Come On Man
Yo, turn me up
These fucking faggots are spreading like wildfire
X, you got me?
I can't let this happen anymore. I can't
You got me X?
X, you got me?
(humming)
You got me?
JetForce baby
Fuck Facebook fans man
Fuck all you kids on Facebook
(Random talking)
This The Death Of The Game bro


Listen closely
Because I'm about to tell you all off
You all think you got balls but Eckwalls the boss
I'm sawing you off like tree branches
Each stanza demands the chance to reprimand you in advance
You can't
Stop speaking the patience beware
I rape, tear
Cut you off like Sagacious' hair
This ain't fair on the paper I'll spare
You fucking fruity faggots need to grow and enable a pair
I double dare anyone of you to dance with me
Curtis, Jesse, Kumar or Anthony
I drink Tampico and stampede your family
I Can plead insanity
Because you'll be running frantically
I'll leave your motherfucking bloody bodies all over channel 3
Walking through Jamaica piffing Hash relaxin'
Squished a red ant
Fuck that might have been Matt Jackson
Got to catch the first flight home
Tight zone
These pussies repeating my name I thought I was Mike Jones
I'm trimming the fat from rap
Surgical light bulb
And every black kids got the crazy white folk
It's supply & Demand bitch
A song every 30 minutes means were tired of your damn shit
Too many stories
And you can't handle a mansion
Eat another sandwich
What are you working on your man tits?
Every 5 minutes I'm tagged in another video
All these kids thinking there critics
Talking about if kids spit legit flow sick written too quick
Get off the dick of the fucking Facebook silly hoes
Dykstra, You think that your god sent. it's nonsense
It's your own status fucking 500 comments
KG, you went to my school in 5th grade
Now you're stabbing gangsters with a switchblade
Your bitch made
I don't care whoever's repping Poughkeepsie
Bitch Please get the fuck out of here
Poughkeepsie is where the spicks be
Word to 60
Jose I see you clear
Rap names Magic
Homie, go ahead and disappear
Listen here we spittin' fear
So bite me
I'll hear out wife beaters before I listen to white-T
Homies know Frankie C. and Cody Jones are gay
So eat me bro
Suck on my Y chromosome
I'm Darth Vader
It's about to be Attack Of The Clone
Your boys back in the throne
I'm back in my zone

Yeah. That's just my opinion Bro. Get at me dog. that's all I can say.I'm just fed up man. You'd Feel the Same way if you were in my situation. This is B-Mob. JetForce: Fresh X, SickSense, CooPa Funky Fresh, B-Radical, LC, Mikey La, Up-and-coming Ratchet. I'm off that Free Cooke shit. Cooke's Back Baby! And Just so y'all know. It's B-Mob. B-Mob is bomb backwards. Cuz I'm the bomb bitch. We taking off. The B.E.A.U.T.I.F.U.L. Minds mixtape coming out soon. You better think long and hard before you come back. that's a wrap. Fresco, turn me off Dog

( B-Mob )
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