[Slug]
   Yo yo yo...
   I wish that I had something to say
   That could wipe that smile right off of your face
   Here take my hand pretend you know my man
   Blame it all on the game, blame it all on the game
  
   [Sample]
   (???) is a thing that we love
   So here's another one to get jealous of...do it Ja!(?)
  
   [Slug]
   So put your hand up if you remember the Juice Crew
   They don't make em' like they used to
   This supposed to be the new school?
   Your guns are aimless, songs are nameless
   How long you been famous?
   I claim this region to hundred-mile radius
   Twin Cities' flavors RhymeSayers got the tastiest
   And you can hate me, it's part of the territory
   As long as you know it's impossible to ignore me
   From middle fingers to hugs, tofu to the drugs
   The fights fist(?), might as well just take pictures of Slug
   And live out your own life to the fullest
   Why(?while?) you starin' at my feet when you're standin' in this bullshit?
   You could never learn how to ride a bike without balance
   So what's the point of trying to grab the mic without talents
   Go get your brakes looked at, you fuckin' fake hood rat
   Wanna be the basement's greatest? Too late, already took that!
   Father knows best, but Father knows stress
   But Father needs love, a back rub, and some rest
   Damn he could use a good home cooked meal
   Been burnin' both ends since he broke the seal
   Up, up and away, watch him take off
   Give himself a little hell and quit the day job
   And ignite the sunlight, tryin' to write about life
   About face(?), break the fear, and you're here till the plight(?)
  
   [Chorus]
   And I wish that I had something to say
   That could wipe that smile right off of your face
   Here take my hand pretend you know my name
   And blame it all on the game, blame it all on the game
  
   [Slug]
   Cat's be walkin' into the spot like they own it
   Wearin' a face that they should save for they opponents
   With the shoelaces tied, you're(?yet?) too wasted to drive
   Either way I've arrived to bless this place with my vibe
   Yeah right, my vibe ain't even cool
   I sit in the corner and drink until I slur and drool
   The t-shirt says shoot pool, not people
   Kill time, not life, grab the mic and let the beat go
   (Beat go beat go beat go) But that's good for me,
   It's hard to hide a magic card when you wear a short sleeve
   Force feed what I've got when they not hungry
   Tryin' to replace everything that they ripped off from me
   Bloke(?) the tummy, and choke the dummy theory
   Beat the point dead until these folks hear me clearly
   Keep it all simple, a simplistic intricate(?)
   Rebuild the robots with bigger tits and little fists
   Repo man(?), a world full of slow jams
   Grab the prize and clutch it tight with both hands
   Why go (???) talk
   Anyone that calls this fall off(?) can suck my balls off
   I ain't goin' nowhere, I'm still here, right here
   Same spot that I stood when you first woke up
   The same guy that grabbed the mic and made your girl wanna fuck
   The same MC still runnin' on an empty tank of luck
  
   [Chorus]
   And I wish that I had something to say
   That could wipe that smile right off of your face
   Here take my hand, pretend you know my name
   And blame it all on the game, blame it all on the game
   And I wish that I had something to say
   That could wipe that smile right off of your face
   Come here take my hand, pretend you know..know..know
   Blame it all on the game (Blame it all on the game) [x10]
  
   [Sample]
   Because of the beats other rhymes, when in fact it did (?whole line?)