Game Over
J-Black Lyrics


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(No more games)
(Hey yo)
(No more games, 'cause game over!)

On the count of three transform, bezet mack DJ's,
Where through any hood, even Eddie Murphy DJ's
If we ever see ya we beat up the ruff to take his earf
Yo somebody must have sent them the word, ya heard

Murkey today, decept purple decray, fill the burst from the tray
See the urban decay, never fuck with you cowards 'cause your worthless and gay
Take your hat and coat niggaz leave you shirtless and hey

Yo, Yo, Yo, Life's a bitch I'm trying be twice as rich
Ice to wrist, trying cop priceless shit
Things ain't changed, still terrorize the game, bring the pain
Still living my thundom range
Ready to ball, don you ain't steady you fall
On the down low your found low in the ground yo
Come around yo, mad sex and drugs
Puff a haze in the custom made nex on dove

Game over, lets see if you can play with the best
Game over, who next, step up and get wrecked
Game over, and we only play with respect
Game over, its over soldier, told ya
Game over, rewind if you want to play again
Game over, that's fine but you still can't win
Game over, with the joy-stick or the pin
Game over, its over soldier, told ya

Yo, I got chips in the stash, schemes to get cash
Tits I could flash, and a thong in my ass
Bitch go against me, I better think fast
How your bodyguards and your bulletproof glass
For ya!

Push the six Walara Shagan with a shotgun, give a fuck if the cops come
The type of cat who come hom your face, invading space,
Daper daddy dealing with your case

Rappers get inches daddy sticky stains on my fende-a
Niggas drop, had the biggest drug by us in the block
You ever waist the sperm, or taught like I was scern
Fucking germ how you want this a lava or luvagurn

See I ain't got no rocking your cife to prove that I'm nice
I ask niggas they tell you I ain't new with the mic
But every now and then, niggas want to test the chen
I came in piece but that's what I leave 'em restening

Game over, lets see if you can play with the best
Game over, who next, step up and get wrecked
Game over, and we only play with respect
Game over, its over soldier, told ya
Game over, rewind if you want to play again
Game over, that's fine but you still can't win
Game over, with the joy-stick or the pin
Game over, its over soldier, told ya

Hey yo, pass me the potion,
All of you flash into a corvotion
I'm the one holds and spits this shit with emotion
As soon as I'll closing, all of you stop the commotion
Agallah bitch I'll open
The name is self spoken

We run NYC with the pounds to get high
Serve niggas from head state queens to bed stop
Lime green weely niggas with red eyes
Nigga hot green go with the force like jedis

Niggaz roll the dust to this shit, 'cause my words like herb
This track's getting blazed and the seas getting surfed
You know the size we don't want to wake up?
And take more L's to the chest than levurn

A lot of niggaz switch and transform into a bitch
Once they get the green light mitch and become rich
Your cute song ain't hot nigga, its nuke warm
And what I'm on is hip hop in its true form

Game over, lets see if you can play with the best
Game over, who next, step up and get wrecked
Game over, and we only play with respect
Game over, its over soldier, told ya
Game over, rewind if you want to play again
Game over, that's fine but you still can't win
Game over, with the joy-stick or the pin
Game over, its over soldier, told ya

Enter me two things that maintain my verbal A.K
Misery spray, in any emcee in his way
No doubt about it, I Bart it, Bart it then brought about it
Ya want to start it, I'm leaving motherfuckers dearly departed

Ya sore losers pressing the restart button
When we roll up, you say nothing
Party crashers with permanent hang overs
Shut the fuck up, pass the mic, game over
Sore losers pressing the restart button
When we roll up, you say nothing




Party crashers with permanent hang overs
Shut the fuck up pass the mic, game over

Overall Meaning

The song "Game Over" by J-Black features verses from several different rappers boasting about their skills and dominance in the rap game. The chorus declares that the game is over and challenges others to try and play with the best. The verses showcase the individual talents of each rapper, but also convey a sense of unity and camaraderie amongst them. They use clever wordplay, metaphors, and vivid images to illustrate their superiority and leave no doubt that they are the best in the game. The use of video game terminology in the chorus and throughout the song adds a playful and competitive element to the lyrics, making it clear that the rappers are in it to win it.


Overall, the song is a boastful declaration of the rappers' skills and dominance, combined with a sense of unity and friendly competition. The playful use of video game metaphors adds an extra layer of fun to the lyrics and creates a sense of camaraderie amongst the rappers.


Line by Line Meaning

(No more games.)
The artists are no longer interested in playing games.


(Hey yo.)
The artists are getting the attention of the listeners.


(No more games, 'cause game over!)
The artists have decided not to play games anymore because it is over.


On the count of three transform, bezet mack DJ's,
The artists are challenging the DJs and saying that they will transform on the count of three.


Where through any hood, even Eddie Murphy DJ's
The artists will be present in any place or neighborhood, even where Eddie Murphy DJs.


If we ever see ya we beat up the ruff to take his earf
If the artists ever see someone, they will beat them and take their jewelry.


Yo somebody must have sent them the word, ya heard
The artists believe that someone must have warned others about them.


Murkey today, decept purple decray, fill the burst from the tray
The situation is murky today, and they feel like there is deception and decay, so they will shoot.


See the urban decay, never fuck with you cowards 'cause your worthless and gay
The artists see the decay in the city and will not engage with cowards because they are worthless and feeble.


Take your hat and coat niggaz leave you shirtless and hey
They will take your hat and coat, and you will be left shirtless and exposed.


Yo, Yo, Yo, Life's a bitch I'm trying be twice as rich
The artist believes life is tough and they are trying to be twice as rich as possible.


Ice to wrist, trying cop priceless shit
They intend to buy expensive things, including ice for their wrist.


Things ain't changed, still terrorize the game, bring the pain
Their ways remain unchanged, and they will still cause fear in the game and hurt others.


Still living my thundom range
They still live their lives unapologetically despite any challenges or setbacks.


Ready to ball, don you ain't steady you fall
They are ready to compete, and if you are unprepared, you will fall.


On the down low your found low in the ground yo
If you were caught unaware, you would end up six feet under.


Come around yo, mad sex and drugs
If you come around, you will be immersed in sex and drugs.


Puff a haze in the custom made nex on dove
They smoke custom-made joints while cruising around in their luxury cars.


Game over, lets see if you can play with the best
The game is now over, and they want to see if anyone can compete with the best.


Game over, who next, step up and get wrecked
The game is over, and if you step up next, you will get wrecked.


Game over, and we only play with respect
The game is over, and they only play with respect.


Game over, its over soldier, told ya
The game is finished, and it is over as they had warned.


Game over, rewind if you want to play again
The game is over, but you can replay it again if you rewind.


Game over, that's fine but you still can't win
The game is over, and even if you play again, you still can't win.


Game over, with the joy-stick or the pin
The game is over, whether played with a joystick or a pin.


Game over, its over soldier, told ya
The game is done, as they had already warned you.


Yo, I got chips in the stash, schemes to get cash
The artist has money stashed away and schemes to make more cash.


Tits I could flash, and a thong in my ass
They have the ability to flash their chest and wear a thong.


Bitch go against me, I better think fast
They need to think fast if someone goes against them.


How your bodyguards and your bulletproof glass
It is futile to hide behind bodyguards and bulletproof glass.


Push the six Walara Shagan with a shotgun, give a fuck if the cops come
The artist is willing to push a specific car model with a shotgun and does not care if the cops come.


The type of cat who come hom your face, invading space,
The artist is the type of person who can approach you face-to-face and invade your personal space.


Daper daddy dealing with your case
The artist is ready to deal with any issues you might have.


Rappers get inches daddy sticky stains on my fende-a
The artist gets satisfaction from destroying other rappers and isn't afraid to show it.


Niggas drop, had the biggest drug by us on the block
Others respect the artist because they were the biggest drug dealers in their area in the past.


You ever waist the sperm, or taught like I was scern
The artist is saying that they are always on guard and will destroy anyone who comes at them.


Fucking germ how you want this a lava or luvagurn
The artist isn't afraid to take it to the next level with his rivals.


See I ain't got no rocking your cife to prove that I'm nice
The artist does not have to do anything to prove that he is good at his craft.


I ask niggas they tell you I ain't new with the mic
Others can attest that the artist is not new to handling microphones.


But every now and then, niggas want to test the chen
However, every so often, someone wants to challenge the artist.


I came in peace but that's what I leave 'em restening
The artist initially comes in peace, but they will leave their opponents listening intently to what they have to say.


Hey yo, pass me the potion,
The artist requests the potion to help them continue their performance.


All of you flash into a corvotion
The artist is challenging all of the others to come together in unity.


I'm the one holds and spits this shit with emotion
The artist is the only one who can deliver an emotional performance.


As soon as I'll closing, all of you stop the commotion
As soon as the artist finishes performing, everyone will stop.


Agallah bitch I'll open
The artist, Agallah, is making it known that he is open to any challenges.


We run NYC with the pounds to get high
The NYC streets belong to the artists and their drug business.


Serve niggas from head state queens to bed stop
The artists sell drugs to everyone in NYC.


Lime green weely niggas with red eyes
Their customers are high and have red eyes from smoking their drugs.


Nigga hot green go with the force like jedis
They have a lot of money and use it as leverage.


Niggaz roll the dust to this shit, 'cause my words like herb
People are drawn to the lyrics of the artist's songs like they are drawn to smoking weed.


This track's getting blazed and the seas getting surfed
The song is getting popular and is spreading rapidly.


You know the size we don't want to wake up?
You know the scale of things, and you do not want to upset the artists.


And take more L's to the chest than levurn
If you cross these artists, you will take more losses than Levurn.


A lot of niggaz switch and transform into a bitch
Many men change and become weak when they become wealthy and famous.


Once they get the green light mitch and become rich
Once they are given an opportunity, they can become successful and prosperous.


Your cute song ain't hot nigga, its nuke warm
Other artists' songs aren't as good or hot as they think they are.


And what I'm on is hip hop in its true form
What the artist is doing signifies true hip hop.


Enter me two things that maintain my verbal A.K
The artist wants to maintain his reputation and credibility.


Misery spray, in any emcee in his way
The artist will spray and destroy any MCs that challenge him.


No doubt about it, I Bart it, Bart it then brought about it
The artist has no doubts that he can start and finish any conflicts that arise.


Ya want to start it, I'm leaving motherfuckers dearly departed
If anyone wants to start something, the artist will leave them dead and gone.


Ya sore losers pressing the restart button
Others are sore and want to restart the game after losing.


When we roll up, you say nothing
When the artists show up, people remain silent.


Party crashers with permanent hangovers
The artists see other artists who try to compete with them as being tired and weak.


Shut the fuck up, pass the mic, game over
The time for games and competition is over.




Lyrics ยฉ Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Jordan C. Smith, Tina Annette Parol, Mark Allen Trussell

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