Funkoars

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rate me

Save the princess, save the world

Spend my teens in those greens instead of chasing girls

Way too busy jumping barrels on computers

Copped that Robocop 2, you can call me..

That’s a link to my past, a pitful of luck, always drive by high

If I’d be an honest man than my favorite game would have to be

One to blame…Mario and…original split screen

More than one copy, it was hard to keep that shit clean

Always had megadrop, guess I was arrogant

Big head, motor would jam when I was slamming it

…I was born to play, never was I bored a day

Dust off the commodore and lit up California games

Yeah, I’mma fuck you up…chew bubble gum

Power battle, double jump, Mortal Kombat I become

Yeah, I love GTA but I’m still doing kill frenzies in a bird’s eye view

On the main menu, press square, triangle, circle, X, X, circle, triangle, square

I feel old is better, call it retro, we call that the golden era

And I don’t really know how to feel

If I should be impressed with this world were the graphics are real

Maybe I should leave it alone, get out of home

But no, take those games on my mobile phone

So, game over, when I’m down give me one up

Game over, when I’m down give me one up

Game over, when I’m down give me one up

…till I bumped into a stranger and I saw all my rings

If you want it…couldn’t save it when I was dead

That means game is over

Knew it kept me sober my social life was easy

‘Cause when I was alone that mean nobody could beat me

Didn’t need connection, don’t worry if I’m lagging

Bomb bag of 20’s and coming for double dragon

Never lost a controller because they’re wired

But then again, I never passed cool because I was tired

Bitch, please, I’m playing Sims 3

Road bashing and crashing on the split screen

Corpse looter, don’t like the shooter, you was much better on computer

So don’t complicate it, reality been overrated

I’m just kinda glad that I made it

Words from my….

Freddy, Jason or Damien when I step on the stage again

I’m late for an invitation, I walk it like I’m rap door

Hack some with a hacksaw…

Keep a couple rumble packs stored up in my sock drawer

Use my land mower like I’m playing…

Cognac sipper slash bomb wrap spitter

With a pen I murder ink like I’m a contract killer

…put a dollar in your ass ‘cause you played yourself

And I don’t really know how to feel

If I should be impressed with this world were the graphics are real

Maybe I should leave it alone, get out of home

But no, take those games on my mobile phone

So, game over, when I’m down give me one up

Game over, when I’m down give me one up

Game over, when I’m down give me one up

Yeah, hit them with that…

Should’ve read books

Saw this woman in labor and when I said push…

Then I opened up the vets for the rats

T’s playing RPG’s looking for something…

Then it’s over, a soldier of fortune

This golden edition, Need for Speed in a bold position

…then revealed the secret weapon

I dreamt I was stuck in this game

Game over

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