"Dead Hermes" lyrics
The Game & DJ Drama Lyrics
[DJ Drama:]
At this point only thing left to chase is legacy
We done seen it all like Jay and Jeezy
We done done it all like Shawty Lo
We live forever through the music
And we fare from done
Put that on the dead homies
DJ Drama (Gangsta Grillz)
[The Game:]
I signed my deal in '03
Ain't nobody know me
And ain't nobody show me love except Kanye and Kobe
One wrestling in purple, other one still my brody
I'm saying, time fly
And I put that on my rollie
Dayton still rolling
Switches still holding
And I ain't renew my license
Drive these bitches like it's stolen
Everything golden from change to my baby strolling
And I'm still breaking bread
That's just the way that I was molded
Never been a soldier
My mama said boy you chosen
Must be, 'cause I done took more shots than DeMar DeRozan
I'm done joking, nigga, gun smoking
Had to flowerbomb on niggas
'Cause I still ain't get my roses, fuck it
Keep them for your caskets
'Cause you need them more than I do
'Cause if you pull that bitch out playing it's gonna be me up in that module
If any niggas slide, we slide his box in right beside you
And I could've been molding the gangsta (Gangsta) if I tried to
Dead homies
I could've did it without the co-sign
If niggas really wrote for me
Do that shit one more time
Yeah nigga, the West Coast mine
The surfboards, the palm trees, the dope and the coastline
The sun, moon, the low tides, the table and the coke lines
And every number on the clock, even when it's your time
I kept the lights on when this bitch ain't had no shine
Now let me see you hold your coast the way I hold mines
Dead homies
This shit 'bout Legacy
This shit 'bout pedigree
None of you niggas can fuck with me, so just let it be
But don't
And I'ma let you get ahead of me
Then pull up on the side like Baby Lane and just let it eat
Nigga fuck who I offended
You know where to find me
Inside of one or two Benzes
So put me where my friends is, or lay me where my sins is
I'm a menace to society, nigga, way more than Lorenz is
What more can I say?
Ain't much that really changed since I was barking at Jay
Snatched off my Aftermath chain when I was harking at Dre
And somehow, someway, the white boy caught a stray
Letting shots off in the dark like I was at Gonzales Park
Know how I feel about my nine, this shit till death do us part
West Side till I die, that's on my shootout in New York
Machiavelli changed the world, I'm just the nigga that he sparked
Dead homies
I could've did it without the co-sign
If niggas really wrote for me
Do that shit one more time
Dead homies, the West Coast mine
The surfboards, the palm trees, the dope and the coastline
The sun, moon, the low tides, the table and the coke lines
And every number on the clock, even when it's your time
I kept the lights on when this bitch ain't had no shine
Now let me see you hold your coast the way I hold mines
Dead homies
At this point only thing left to chase is legacy
We done seen it all like Jay and Jeezy
We done done it all like Shawty Lo
We live forever through the music
And we fare from done
Put that on the dead homies
DJ Drama (Gangsta Grillz)
[The Game:]
I signed my deal in '03
Ain't nobody know me
And ain't nobody show me love except Kanye and Kobe
One wrestling in purple, other one still my brody
I'm saying, time fly
And I put that on my rollie
Dayton still rolling
Switches still holding
And I ain't renew my license
Drive these bitches like it's stolen
Everything golden from change to my baby strolling
And I'm still breaking bread
That's just the way that I was molded
Never been a soldier
My mama said boy you chosen
Must be, 'cause I done took more shots than DeMar DeRozan
I'm done joking, nigga, gun smoking
Had to flowerbomb on niggas
'Cause I still ain't get my roses, fuck it
Keep them for your caskets
'Cause you need them more than I do
'Cause if you pull that bitch out playing it's gonna be me up in that module
If any niggas slide, we slide his box in right beside you
And I could've been molding the gangsta (Gangsta) if I tried to
Dead homies
I could've did it without the co-sign
If niggas really wrote for me
Do that shit one more time
Yeah nigga, the West Coast mine
The surfboards, the palm trees, the dope and the coastline
The sun, moon, the low tides, the table and the coke lines
And every number on the clock, even when it's your time
I kept the lights on when this bitch ain't had no shine
Now let me see you hold your coast the way I hold mines
Dead homies
This shit 'bout Legacy
This shit 'bout pedigree
None of you niggas can fuck with me, so just let it be
But don't
And I'ma let you get ahead of me
Then pull up on the side like Baby Lane and just let it eat
Nigga fuck who I offended
You know where to find me
Inside of one or two Benzes
So put me where my friends is, or lay me where my sins is
I'm a menace to society, nigga, way more than Lorenz is
What more can I say?
Ain't much that really changed since I was barking at Jay
Snatched off my Aftermath chain when I was harking at Dre
And somehow, someway, the white boy caught a stray
Letting shots off in the dark like I was at Gonzales Park
Know how I feel about my nine, this shit till death do us part
West Side till I die, that's on my shootout in New York
Machiavelli changed the world, I'm just the nigga that he sparked
Dead homies
I could've did it without the co-sign
If niggas really wrote for me
Do that shit one more time
Dead homies, the West Coast mine
The surfboards, the palm trees, the dope and the coastline
The sun, moon, the low tides, the table and the coke lines
And every number on the clock, even when it's your time
I kept the lights on when this bitch ain't had no shine
Now let me see you hold your coast the way I hold mines
Dead homies
