"MARRIED TO THE GAME" lyrics
Gorilla Twins (ILL BILL & Nems) Lyrics
Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness, the holy matrimony, between the streets and the game
If anybody feels, that these two should not be together let them speak now, forever
Yo!
Fuck your lyfe!
Yo, yo
I got divorced on St. Patty's Day
Pop got caught snort a bag of yay
Off the titties of a whore from Santa Fe
Beat her in the lung with the shlong bong, that's bronchitis
Leave it on her tongue lopsided
These bitches jack the bosack and catch cockritis
Water on the elbows
Snapchat got shorty horny on my cellphone
Fuck a snobby hoe, turbo sluts run up on me like I'm Fabio
Demanding the D in they punani hole
Babylon blizzard, Mastodon winter
Run amongst marathon winners and camouflage killers
Thugs with fingers on Kalashnikov triggers
Dust in the ism got you blasting off twisted
I'm the greed that ate Walter White's brain
I'm a cross between the best qualities of Space Ace and Gene
Fuck your point of reference
I destroy you enjoy your death wish
Live from Brooklyn it's your boy and NEMS, bitch
Spent nights alone carrying the pain
Took microphones and strapped it to my veins
Tragedy and shame
Left me savagely deranged
Blood, sweat and years duke
I'm married to the game
I got divorced on Valentine's Day and said fuck it (Gunther!)
Sniffed a 50 up each nostril like it was nothing
Ripped the papers up and told 'em where my paper at?
Blew it all in one night like fuck saving that (Fuck it!)
You niggas worry about the state of rap (Fuck outta here!)
I'm looking for a safehouse where I can place the meth (Brrah!)
I'm looking for a home base where I can set the trap (Yep)
Tryna stay legal but I'm about this close to selling crack (Facts)
I'll take your fucking chain and sell it back
This the mindstate of a nigga that been in hell and back
This Magnum will put a shot in Tom Selleck's back (Blah!)
'Cause anybody can get it nigga I'll tell you that (Fuck with me!)
Pussy!
Got your bitch in my bed with (Gunther!)
Did so much dirt they wonder how I am not dead yet
Or in the Feds yet, guess it's the same (Yep)
I live by the code nigga I'm married to the game!
Spent nights alone carrying the pain
Took microphones and strapped it to my veins
Tragedy and shame
Left me savagely deranged
Blood, sweat and years duke
I'm married to the game
If anybody feels, that these two should not be together let them speak now, forever
Yo!
Fuck your lyfe!
Yo, yo
I got divorced on St. Patty's Day
Pop got caught snort a bag of yay
Off the titties of a whore from Santa Fe
Beat her in the lung with the shlong bong, that's bronchitis
Leave it on her tongue lopsided
These bitches jack the bosack and catch cockritis
Water on the elbows
Snapchat got shorty horny on my cellphone
Fuck a snobby hoe, turbo sluts run up on me like I'm Fabio
Demanding the D in they punani hole
Babylon blizzard, Mastodon winter
Run amongst marathon winners and camouflage killers
Thugs with fingers on Kalashnikov triggers
Dust in the ism got you blasting off twisted
I'm the greed that ate Walter White's brain
I'm a cross between the best qualities of Space Ace and Gene
Fuck your point of reference
I destroy you enjoy your death wish
Live from Brooklyn it's your boy and NEMS, bitch
Spent nights alone carrying the pain
Took microphones and strapped it to my veins
Tragedy and shame
Left me savagely deranged
Blood, sweat and years duke
I'm married to the game
I got divorced on Valentine's Day and said fuck it (Gunther!)
Sniffed a 50 up each nostril like it was nothing
Ripped the papers up and told 'em where my paper at?
Blew it all in one night like fuck saving that (Fuck it!)
You niggas worry about the state of rap (Fuck outta here!)
I'm looking for a safehouse where I can place the meth (Brrah!)
I'm looking for a home base where I can set the trap (Yep)
Tryna stay legal but I'm about this close to selling crack (Facts)
I'll take your fucking chain and sell it back
This the mindstate of a nigga that been in hell and back
This Magnum will put a shot in Tom Selleck's back (Blah!)
'Cause anybody can get it nigga I'll tell you that (Fuck with me!)
Pussy!
Got your bitch in my bed with (Gunther!)
Did so much dirt they wonder how I am not dead yet
Or in the Feds yet, guess it's the same (Yep)
I live by the code nigga I'm married to the game!
Spent nights alone carrying the pain
Took microphones and strapped it to my veins
Tragedy and shame
Left me savagely deranged
Blood, sweat and years duke
I'm married to the game
