Game Over

[Intro]
Which brings to mind tonight's terror tale. It's about a couple of game players who are about to find out what happens when you don't slay by the rules. I call it Game Over!

[Chorus: Ruthless Rob, 2-Face, & Ruthless Rob & 2-Face]
If you bitches thinkin' you can fuck with me, hell nah!
I'ma make you motherfuckers rest in peace, fuck y'all!
We the shit and this you bitches need to see, yeah ho!
It's game over when you fuckin' with IB, die slow

[Verse 1: Ruthless Rob]
See me runnin' down your block with a rusty-ass chainsaw
Know my name ain't Tech N9ne but I keep it strange y'all
Fuckin' bearded ladies in the ass while they pass gas
Think this shit's a joke but I'm gonna have the last laugh
Lyrically, I'm killin 'em, body bags, I be fillin' 'em
Higher than a motherfucker huffin' on some helium
Snuffin' dirty bitches like The Hillside Strangler
Your baby mother won't stop callin' 'cause I'm bangin' her
And when you find out I'll even do your ass the favor
Of offin' the funky whore and lickin' the blood for the flavor bitch!
I am your savior so go ahead and bow down
Got your organs on my dinner plate about to chow down
Chewin' on your liver with a side of thick gravy
I'll eat your nipples for dessert, you know I'm sick, baby
Then maybe you can join my gang after you're deceased
Now rest in peace, you piece of shit, you fuckin' with a beast

[Chorus: Ruthless Rob, 2-Face, & Ruthless Rob & 2-Face]
If you bitches thinkin' you can fuck with me, hell nah!
I'ma make you motherfuckers rest in peace, fuck y'all!
We the shit and this you bitches need to see, yeah ho!
It's game over when you fuckin' with IB, die slow

[Verse 2: 2-Face]
Game's over, tap out or you can get knocked out
Lyrical bitch slap, Ruthless Rob shout out
Yo! Catch me outside, how 'bout that?
Make you tap, make you bleed, worshippin' on bloody knees
NXT TakeOver, it's time for a new breed
Follow the buzzards and worship me, come with me
Doused in mud, soaked in bleach as I want you to be
As a friend, as a trend, as an old memory
And when I spill it I don't have a gun
Because I use a knife, precision so precise I can kill you in one slice
It's my device, I'm colder than dry ice
And I don't give a fuck, livin' like a parasite, this is not my paradise
So I'm takin' all lives, let me give you some advice
Why don't you run and hide? This is horrorcore, motherfucker, Eastside
And I rep this wicked shit 'til I die, yelling "fuck the outside"

[Chorus: Ruthless Rob, 2-Face, & Ruthless Rob & 2-Face]
If you bitches thinkin' you can fuck with me, hell nah!
I'ma make you motherfuckers rest in peace, fuck y'all!
We the shit and this you bitches need to see, yeah ho!
It's game over when you fuckin' with IB, die slow

[Outro]
Talk about exhilarating!