Ball Game
Smack one—ball game
This ain't a hard Game
Won't be a long game
Straight face like a card game
When it come to this song game
You know that I'm all game
Call a medic. I'm a legend
Run my credit, this ain't debit
Put up 3K then dead it
Don't need to re-sign forget it
Don't need an AK, I said it
Choke-slam the rap-game
Then behead it
I got the crown, Cole tried to bury it
I got the Strap, but I do not carry it
This is America but y'all getting childish
Y'all take freedom of speech and
Get the wild'n. I should kill rap
Moment of Silence. I'm serious
Y'all think it's sweet
Line up five rappers, put fear in the
First two, murk the third person
(Gunshot) then repeat
This what it sound like when
Somebody can rap
This what it sound like when
Somebody ain't coming back
I done caught a body but you still
Heard the SPLAT (laugh) I should
Quit after that. But rather than place
It on his head as soon as he Grabs it
Poof, boom, pow—it's like magic
With a flash and a bang, the crown
Disintegrates and falls to the Earth
From which it came. It's done
Ain't gonna be no more kings
Let me root, root, root
For the home team. If they don't
Win, it's a shame. For it's one, two
Three strikes you're out at the old
...Ball game. This ain't a hard game
Won't be a Long game
Straight face like a card game
When it come to this song game
You know that I'm all game
Call a medic. I'm a legend
Run my credit, this ain't debit
This ain't a hard Game
Won't be a long game
Straight face like a card game
When it come to this song game
You know that I'm all game
Call a medic. I'm a legend
Run my credit, this ain't debit
Put up 3K then dead it
Don't need to re-sign forget it
Don't need an AK, I said it
Choke-slam the rap-game
Then behead it
I got the crown, Cole tried to bury it
I got the Strap, but I do not carry it
This is America but y'all getting childish
Y'all take freedom of speech and
Get the wild'n. I should kill rap
Moment of Silence. I'm serious
Y'all think it's sweet
Line up five rappers, put fear in the
First two, murk the third person
(Gunshot) then repeat
This what it sound like when
Somebody can rap
This what it sound like when
Somebody ain't coming back
I done caught a body but you still
Heard the SPLAT (laugh) I should
Quit after that. But rather than place
It on his head as soon as he Grabs it
Poof, boom, pow—it's like magic
With a flash and a bang, the crown
Disintegrates and falls to the Earth
From which it came. It's done
Ain't gonna be no more kings
Let me root, root, root
For the home team. If they don't
Win, it's a shame. For it's one, two
Three strikes you're out at the old
...Ball game. This ain't a hard game
Won't be a Long game
Straight face like a card game
When it come to this song game
You know that I'm all game
Call a medic. I'm a legend
Run my credit, this ain't debit
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Ellison
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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