The Game — Laugh

[Verse 1] It all started back in '02 I never thought Compton and Marcy would ever feud I ain't talkin' bout the big dude, big brotha to Kanye Or da homeboy to the big dude The fiance to Beyonce, had a protege But wadn't no protege That was as cold as Dre's Fuckin with me, mc's seen their coldest days He from Compton, rap like he from New York in the golden age First nigga since Ice Cube from California to make Funk Flex blow grenades I'm on the stage I hear the crowd callin' my name They goin' (Game, Game) But I'm not one so don't try to play me This goes for every nigga from Gucci Mane to Jay-Z It's not a diss nigga don't catch feelins I'll pull out the pen D.O.C. gave me a kill it [Chorus] If I could show you all the faces of the MC's that I ripped....ah you would laugh, you would laugh, you would laugh [Verse 2] As the clock strikes twelve on my rolly And this bitch from da Big Pimpin' video starts to blow me (blow me) In the phantom, I start to fantasize This shit get thicker than bitches in Atlanta thighs It's suicide...if you think you could fuck with the seven time platinum driver of that land rover truck And my ego bigger then the 26's, what if my pen had low pros I could ride them beats, like I ride backstreets After Snoop & Nas hang it up, its a track meat Nigga this race is fixed Game recognize Game, I ain't never second place n' shit My first 2 albums real basic shit Spend half the time in the studio erasing shit A Queens nigga made me mad, So I made some hits And learned one thing, hip hop can take some dick (aaaah) [Chorus] If I could show you all the faces of the MC's that I ripped....ah you would laugh, you would laugh, you would laugh [Verse 3] Half these rap niggas wiping they tears The other half wonderin' how the fuck Game got here I took some weed up to Frisco, came back with a demo Drove to Dre's studio came back in a limo It was that simple The cristal bottles and the bitches came later And so did the haters As the doc turns the nob on fader And I turned the TV cause I'm tired of watchin' the raiders Fast forward then Shaq gettin' traded Then fast forward again then Shaq gettin' traded And fuck all the time that was wasted Beefin' with these wack niggas had me lost in the matrix If I wanted the throne I would just take it Put this .38 to yo dome bitch and just take it I'm the music and it's time to face it You niggas so fuckin' pussy I can taste it [Chorus] If I could show you all the faces of the MC's that I ripped....ah you would laugh, you would laugh, you would laugh If I could tell you all the things that I would do to kill yo favorite MC you would cry, you would cry, you would cry