[Intro-Wolf of Wall Street]
[Mark Hanna]
It's all a fugazi, you know what a fugazi is?
[Jordan Belfort]
Yea, Fugazi. It's a fake
[Mark Hanna]
Fugazi, fugazi, it's a wazy it's a woozie. It's fairy dust
[Background]
I gots to talk, I gotta tell what I feel
I gotta talk about my life as I see it
[Intro-HiDef]
Biggie
This one goes out to you...
Mother fuckers
HiDef
Lets get it
[Verse 1]
Kick in the door and its on
Smacking them like donkey kong
Can't help but feel like I’m on
Top of the world
On top of your girl
“Unh!"
Watch the lyrics unfurl
Hit them with the master plan
*pop!*
Pop champagne and the xan
Give a fuck about the bands
I do this for the music
I just snap and loose it
Grab the fucking uzi
Tear up yo walls and I
Tear up yo frame
Whatever it takes to break into the game
Some of these famous mother fuckers lame
Acting too tame
In the wild wild west
Love for my people fuck the rest
Sweat dripping, i can see they stressed
[Verse 2]
When the squad pull up
Shit gets real
Unbreakable like Hanzo steel
Maybe you in the wrong field
If you thinking you in rap
Run home you better go back and rethink your life
Cause my future too bright
Y’all getting played out
Momma told you to come home by dark
I stayed out
On my goon-shit
Moon-lit streets
Nikes on my feet
Pocket full of swisha sweets
Life of a Geed
So I could focus on my music
Focus on my craft
Stay posted with a life raft
Cause my flow so wet
I show no regret
When I don’t share my sticky icky
When I slay the mic real quickly
Everybody know it's dangerous to cover biggie
Especially when you white like Jimmy
Fallon
I gas the mic by the gallon
Light the match
Watch the flames
Courtside for the game
And I put that on the family name
Check mate for the chess game
Y’all childs play
So get off me
You know you can't stop me
HD just dropped heat
[Chorus]
Put the game up in flames until they all scream my name Damn!
Put the game up in flames until they all scream my name Damn!
[Verse 3]
I had to put the game up in flames
Cause half these mother fuckers fake.. they fugazi
They just my cause me
To snap and go off and the mic
As long as my producer keeps my levels tight
Yeah the levels
Band full of rebels
I turn up the bass and I turn down the treble
Now we really bumpin’
We thumpin’
Keep my ear to the streets and these panicked fools jumpin’
At the sight of the kid
Praying on the plight of the kid
But shit
None of y’all can deter my vision
My lyrical precision
I put the game up in flames now we blowing up like nuclear fission
BOOM!
[Chorus]
Put the game up in flames until they all scream my name Damn!
Put the game up in flames until they all scream my name Damn!
Mother fuckers!