Artist: Tinchy Stryder f/ Chipmunk, Devlin, Example, Giggs, Professor Green, Tinie Tempah Album: Third Strike Song: Game Over Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Giggs] Time to get that profit all in Won't rest 'til all my niggas rocket ballin' I don't even think I stopped this mornin' I'm that nigga that usually gets them "What's it called's" in I'm caught, when it's time to get that shoppin' sorted Oh, this Armani blazer, which I got imported Yeah, I like that whip, 'cause I'm on the bands, only reason I ain't dropped that forty Hot chicks see me on the street and they stop and call me Want me to get my willy out so they can toss it for me Got 'em goin' topless for me When she grope it for me Really got me horny Record label contract, my lawyers got it for me Dotted all the I's and the T's, can you cross 'em for me? You can try and put your crosses on me I watch hate, I got shooters that'll watch it for me [Pro Green] I'm heavy, I'm colder Better me know, sir I could tear apart MC's but I'd rather read a book on childcare by Kerry Katona No nice, 'cause I run out of it Dumb it down a bit Ain't somethin' I'm prepared to do When I ain't ever gonna run out of lip Here's something I prepared for you I tried to relax, but being spaced it inspires me back When will I be nice to Katie Price? The day I see a cage fighter in drag, ah I don't wanna tomorrow without friction Jump into it, both feet first And makes foes eat their words And sit and watch 'em swallow their own diction [Tinie Tempah] Uh, iSHi distort that bass Man grew up on a raw estate Now, everytime I draw my dates They're like 'How the fuck d'you afford this place?' First place, first place, first place Try and act up and I'ma address that, call it, but I fuck up the man in the place Bitch, I'm great, for goodness sake I ain't got a queue 'cause they know my face Glance at my watch tryin' to wind up on me I was that I ain't got time to waste, get it? I ain't got time to waste, get it? Try an get hype in my face, regret it Got a big pitbull and I don't remember the last time i fed it.. [Devlin] Let me grieve for the beat before I murder it Don't know my name by now? You shoulda heard of it Why? 'cause I'm murdering Anybody lurking in, close proximity, circling Make an example of men when I stride in Dev's i got a tiny temper I'm observing this, learning But know I'm just yearning to burn it I'll fight your agenda Lock me up, might high risk offender Make a man turn on his own team, like an Irish defender I'm a rhyming inventor that's climbing to heights you're not meant to The game's over, so roll over I'm sober, but I'll still kidnap a so called soldier In a boat I'll row into dover, yeah it's over, the game's over [Example] Put up your lighters, I clash the Titans Fight the fighters, might fight the biters Spit to my throat, got tonsillitis That's on a Monday mornin', ha Takin' over, run straight past you No warning that I rule disaster Harder, faster, stronger, longer This one here was top of the classroom Stop the lecture, drop the pressure Never say never, but nevertheless I never say no to experiments, whether it's tenements, clubs, yards, spitting with eloquence Positive sentiments, having a hell of a time and it's evident Don't question my relevance, I've started on this so I'm back in my element [Chipmunk] Uh, I open my mouth, niggas panic The jewels, the liabilities, mmm, I'm the asset Underdogs are barking up, shh, hush puppy My new chain's got red and blue ice, man, I call it my slush puppy Yeah, let me clap them with the reminder flow I was best new comer, err, time ago Yeah, you've all passed you sell by date to me I'm different nigga, I sell out when you're at the venue and date to me [Chorus] Now it's game over Kick him out the team, I heard he's snaking, he's a cobra Could have lived the dream but now your days are done, it's over Should have remembered scheming and you're looking for a shoulder To lean on, to wipe your tears on, it's over Breathe, breathe First track My clouds are black My shades are black let me go [Tinchy Stryder] They better let me go, let me loose I'm frozen cold, my veins are blue Hell to home, but satan proof Good as gold, my angels flew Yo, they can't knock down mine Cuffs on flows I lock down lines I am not human, real life mutant Ask Mick Foley, I'm not Mankind Yeah, look under my eyelids All red, I bleed from the iris Like i've been toking on weed, highest Now my brain's on freeze, minus Yeah, I ain't letting it melt I'm stark, haze, I'm letting it fill Silent this now separate that I stay here I ain't letting it jail, ill