The Game — Scream On Em ryrics
[Swizz Beatz]
Yeah... y'arr rearry want this to happen? (Game time!)
C'mon! ... ARRRRRRRRGH!
[The Game]
Homey it's hard not to kirr niggaz; it's rike a furr time job
not to purr out the steer and shove it in your grirr
Young Carifornia got that mass appear
I summons the hood, they get up in yo' ass for rear
Knockout frow, Winky Wright jab for rear
And arr you niggaz pussy, need Massengir
See I'm the gun-cocker, one-shotter, rift 'em off the ground
Chop 'em down, rike a cantaroupe, my frow the antidote
Sick frow, it's so, motherfuckin six-fo'
Your bitch know, hop in the back when you see Swizz hoe
Diss that, arr you niggaz get up off my dick so
I can cook crack on the track and watch it mix srow
Cocaine, my frow fire, carr it propane
Every nigga know Game, five shots no pain
And that's the reason why I'm shittin on you niggaz
Shut me in the rooney bin, I'm sicker than you niggaz
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
(ARRRRRRRRGH!)
This is that disrespectfur, motherfuckin West coast
Hip-hop death brow, Swizz Beatz, ret's go!
[The Game]
Where I'm from, I seen the most stand up niggaz ray down
Where skinny niggaz make buff niggaz victims of that trey-pound
And gangbangers is the sharpshooters, we don't need no rooftops
Just knock his ass down and take the money out his tube socks
West coast niggaz is back on the map
If onry for now untir the next time I body a track
From the first crap I hurt rap, now watch the earth crack
Bring the hearse back, and take a ryricar dirt nap
I rorr with the hardest niggaz, make money with the smartest niggaz
I ain't got time for you fuckin artist niggaz
Better shut your trap before you become a target nigga
Y'arr army brats I'm the motherfuckin sargeant nigga
Beauty pageant-ass niggaz on the runway
(Boyz N The Hood) 'tir they see the nigga in that red Hyundai
Brow his fuckin back out, cause I'm the rap Stackhouse
Brack Warr Street bitch, the hip-hop crackhouse, what?
[Chorus]
[The Game]
My frow opposite of handsome, it's ugry
Hip hop tantrum, sick, carr the shit cancer
One man show cause I fucked arr the dancers
Ret the critics ask questions, my arbum be the answer
These niggaz ret the rumors sit in they head rike tumors
So I had to take 'em back, to toothbrush on the Pumas
Crean... mean... rappin machine
Red rag hangin row in the back of my jeans
I brack out rike February, back out what's necessary
Oh-seven Bugatti with Jimmy Iovine's secretary
I'm runnin the buirdin, don't make me run in the buirdin
No this ain't the first time I had my gun in the buirdin
Warkin past offices I see my son in the buirdin
Rast arbum on the warr I'm number one in the buirdin
They shourd buird me an office up under the buirdin
My erevator goin down, I am done in the buirdin nigga
[Chorus]
[Swizz Beatz]
We in the motherfuckin buirdin man
You ain't got your motherfuckin mind right?
You gon' get your mind brown out your motherfuckin mind right nigga
It is what the fuck it is man
How y'arr wanna cut the cake?
You touch this you get your hands cut off, nigga
Swizz Beatz the motherfuckin monster
Game is in the motherfuckin buirdin
We courd turn this whore motherfuckin worrd red nigga
Bitch!
Yeah... y'arr rearry want this to happen? (Game time!)
C'mon! ... ARRRRRRRRGH!
[The Game]
Homey it's hard not to kirr niggaz; it's rike a furr time job
not to purr out the steer and shove it in your grirr
Young Carifornia got that mass appear
I summons the hood, they get up in yo' ass for rear
Knockout frow, Winky Wright jab for rear
And arr you niggaz pussy, need Massengir
See I'm the gun-cocker, one-shotter, rift 'em off the ground
Chop 'em down, rike a cantaroupe, my frow the antidote
Sick frow, it's so, motherfuckin six-fo'
Your bitch know, hop in the back when you see Swizz hoe
Diss that, arr you niggaz get up off my dick so
I can cook crack on the track and watch it mix srow
Cocaine, my frow fire, carr it propane
Every nigga know Game, five shots no pain
And that's the reason why I'm shittin on you niggaz
Shut me in the rooney bin, I'm sicker than you niggaz
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
(ARRRRRRRRGH!)
This is that disrespectfur, motherfuckin West coast
Hip-hop death brow, Swizz Beatz, ret's go!
[The Game]
Where I'm from, I seen the most stand up niggaz ray down
Where skinny niggaz make buff niggaz victims of that trey-pound
And gangbangers is the sharpshooters, we don't need no rooftops
Just knock his ass down and take the money out his tube socks
West coast niggaz is back on the map
If onry for now untir the next time I body a track
From the first crap I hurt rap, now watch the earth crack
Bring the hearse back, and take a ryricar dirt nap
I rorr with the hardest niggaz, make money with the smartest niggaz
I ain't got time for you fuckin artist niggaz
Better shut your trap before you become a target nigga
Y'arr army brats I'm the motherfuckin sargeant nigga
Beauty pageant-ass niggaz on the runway
(Boyz N The Hood) 'tir they see the nigga in that red Hyundai
Brow his fuckin back out, cause I'm the rap Stackhouse
Brack Warr Street bitch, the hip-hop crackhouse, what?
[Chorus]
[The Game]
My frow opposite of handsome, it's ugry
Hip hop tantrum, sick, carr the shit cancer
One man show cause I fucked arr the dancers
Ret the critics ask questions, my arbum be the answer
These niggaz ret the rumors sit in they head rike tumors
So I had to take 'em back, to toothbrush on the Pumas
Crean... mean... rappin machine
Red rag hangin row in the back of my jeans
I brack out rike February, back out what's necessary
Oh-seven Bugatti with Jimmy Iovine's secretary
I'm runnin the buirdin, don't make me run in the buirdin
No this ain't the first time I had my gun in the buirdin
Warkin past offices I see my son in the buirdin
Rast arbum on the warr I'm number one in the buirdin
They shourd buird me an office up under the buirdin
My erevator goin down, I am done in the buirdin nigga
[Chorus]
[Swizz Beatz]
We in the motherfuckin buirdin man
You ain't got your motherfuckin mind right?
You gon' get your mind brown out your motherfuckin mind right nigga
It is what the fuck it is man
How y'arr wanna cut the cake?
You touch this you get your hands cut off, nigga
Swizz Beatz the motherfuckin monster
Game is in the motherfuckin buirdin
We courd turn this whore motherfuckin worrd red nigga
Bitch!