[Chorus: Futuristic]
Let me in the game, let me in the game
Let me in the game bitch [3x]
Let me in the game, let me in the game
Let me in the game!
[Verse 1: Futuristic]
Lil nigga been a boss, I got sauce I pour that, pockets on Snorlax
Where the whores at? Fat ass bouncin' on my four pack, y'all gayer than Borat
Let me in the game! Kick in the frame, where the door at? We need liquor, where the store at?
These niggas so wack, I step on every track it's gettin' kinda hard to ignore that
Cause I've been at it for a minute, I ain't quittin' 'til I get it
Futuristic be that nigga that been Chasing Down a Dream
W-T-F Gang, do my thang, y'all lames, bang bang
All these niggas soundin' like Chief Keef
If a nigga got beef, I feast, go to sleep, count sheep
Rest in peace need a moment of silence
Nigga hush, better shut the fuck up
Murder everything I touch, and I don't condone violence, BITCH!
I'm a problem, stop it, I came here from Gotham
You good, but I'm Batman, you're looking like Robin
You shop at Hot Topic, GOT 'EM!
When I throw shots, all these niggas play possum, awesome
Planted that seed in oh-nine, flow fine now watch how this young nigga blossom
Y'all rap common, I'm flyer than a comet, bitch I got flow like a mothafuckin' faucet, ah!
Okay you actin' like a nigga ain't done shit at all
But bitch I'm makin' hits like a kid with a wiffle ball
A nigga movin' up to the big leagues MVP bet yo ass never get a call
Futuristic, Irv da Phenom, Jarren Benton and that nigga Shizzy if you ain't a spitta then don't get involved
[Verse 2: Irv da Phenom]
Well, when I hopped up out the bed I said that I'd get paper this morning
Well, and then I ask God for forgiveness cause I'm killing every nigga that want it
I got a trunk Full of body bags, for everybody-body that thought that he wouldn't be killing tracks
Thought that he wouldn't be coming back with the Kraft raps like calf wrapped in Glad wrap
They could have that favorite rapper title, if they feeling suicidal
I just scratch 'em all off of my hit list and then get your favorite rapper's idol
Better know the game ain't safe no more, I ain't playing no more, better stay low pro
We ain't finna tolerate the fake no more, fake niggas ain't finna get cake no more
The wolves is finna eat, game's overpopulated
Put 'em all on a plate, I'll even out the population
Face it! My shit is greatness laced with amazing
While that shit that they creating is barely peaking at basic
Getting faded never that, always been a clever cat
With style, I dress so well, my accountant can't even tell I rap
[Chorus: Futuristic]
Let me in the game, let me in the game
Let me in the game bitch [3x]
Let me in the game, let me in the game
Let me in the game
[Verse 3: Jarren Benton]
JARRRREEEEEN BENNTONNNNN
BITCH! Fuck y'all season
I'm here to wake niggas, you bitches still sleeping?
Exterminate rappers, you bitches still breathing?
Yo bitch give me head if the pussy is bleeding!
I beast on the beat for no reason
These rappers are gay bet they all just are breezing
And fuck each other in the ass on the weekend
G's throwing scales what the fuck are you geeking?
Fuck are you chiefing?
I'mma go rambo on niggas, I stab his fucking neck and leave him
Fuck it, I'll skin him, cook him then we serve him for dinner
With fava beans and then we eat him!
Jesus Christ, Mother Mary, Halle Berry, Jim & Terry
Visionary, dick in erry--fuck it
They all gonna laugh at you: Carrie
This gun by my side, that's the shit that I carry (blaow!)
Dirty Harry, before you get married
Go download my shit bitch it's so necessary
Y'all better let us inside of this bitch
Or I'mma go Columbine, niggas get buried, BRRRRRRRRRRR!
I'll make a drop top out his brain
Fuck it, I come here to kill, I'm a zombie, I'm hungry, I'm ready to eat bitch I want in this game!
[Verse 4: VI Seconds]
Born in the city of the wild and the reckless
Holding a weapon that'll slice ya midsection
The wrong thing to do is to ask six questions
I'll leave ya changing colors you would swore I was eccentric
I'm ill! Entering the game just to play it
Say that I'm nameless I'm aiming to change it, save it
Off the chain and I'm never gonna stop it
I'll take your spinal cord, plug it in a socket
I'd survive if, I was a Jew born in Auschwitz
What I bring take to when a newborn in a moshpit
They key to it all; you need to find a locksmith
Madeline hand, I won't hesitate to cock it
And pop it when it's popped in, the cage
I was locked in couldn't hold me, control me
You niggas better stop it, 'fore I hop skip
And put a hole in your dome piece, homie
I'm a problem, you worthless, see the look
On my face, bitch I murk shit
And I shut your bars down, like you lost cell service
I don't have patience for the tasteless, I'm heinous
Stay in your lane bitch, face it
Grip and aim at the famous
Scatter the remains in ten places
Unreachable by the masses, you passive-aggressive I'm massive
Bashing each bastard I spot and flushing their ashes no gassing
Master chef in the booth, I cook and do it good, frankly
I don't thank Based God, Based God thanks me, nigga!
[Chorus: Futuristic]
Let me in the game, let me in the game
Let me in the game bitch [3x]
Let me in the game, let me in the game
Let me in the game!
