[Verse 1 - Welcome to the Where everybody like to pray: Akbar You scared to say "God?" They call me Game because I hard So get helmets and your face guards I holy water, lets have a Face Off: Nicholas Cage say the boy is off the chain like two Pits in a cage Your say my flow the bomb like I swallow grenades Respect the rules up in this shit so you gotta get Or you gotta get like Windex with them twin Techs I'll Raid on top of insects. Niggas die they family Oh, where I'm from they call "incest" Open the Bible, good book serves its purpose for shook Heavenly Father, I we in Heaven, be a good look the hook: In this heartless world that I in I have that I can't depend on love It hasn't made me a So I'mma take it all with me to the 2 - Game] The cemetery ain't as new as the saint it They bury ministers right next to straight crooks And Nas told niggas was shooting and they'd look Niggas about banging, getting whooped on Facebook Now put that on wall, I put that on the wall I shot-call and brawl quicker than Jon I'm killing these niggas, everything last year And wasn't feeling these niggas. I mean I was numb year Wasn't feeling you niggas. back To sell a few mil on you niggas Toast! I'm in the Phantom, nah I ain't scared of no ghost Cause all the dead rapper's are selling the most [Verse 3 - Some say the 3rd puts niggas in a hearse Since I was born Jay, guess I'm the Gift & The Lot of Bloods out here, but nigga I did it Still blood out here that's why I'm up in the repenting for my sins, but not all the way Cause I just up in the Benz and handed homie the K What he gon do with it? run up on your crew with it That's I call rap beef, luckily 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 tryna judge us stars, but how are you living?