Lloyd Banks - Career Annihilation (Game Diss) (Track & Lyrics)

[Webby05]

http://download.yousendit.com/585AD6013DAE45F7

Heres some lyrics I found from another site


[Banks talking]

OK OK OK OK
That's it! hahaha
you stupid motherfucker
I'm what you wanna be, nigga, huh
Talk that shit in front of me, man
You already know what time it is man, it's the Unit
Ain't no one better

One's for the money, two's for the groove
I cruise on the interstate so smooth
Rather be the rebel, move when i wanna move
30 days straight, 30 pair new shoes
fools, feelin like they got shit to prove
lose or lose, you do not get to choose
Sparks crackling on the top of my view
The rap A-Bomb
So, nigga stay calm
The flow's way gone
Blue and gray charm
Long firearm
That'll do way harm
I'm a don
Bitch lock on
The www.i did it.com
Tried to ruin 'em
Now I'm on 'em
From midnight to morning
The kid Michael Jordan
Disappear in thin air
Come to your front door like a orphan
Breeze in the lot, nibble off the auction
Dude's exhaustion, I brought New York in
You ever seen a walkin and talkin coffin (huh)
Well, that's what I see when I see you
You bumped heads with the ?
The overseer
See my cold millimeter
Either you're just dumb or had too much reefer
Oh, you ain't with it, well I ain't wit it either
Just my luck, you slip into a seizure
Rap don't need ya, slip in cold ether
thats speak through a filter and get a microphone fever
Big heart, the temperature of the freezer
Newsflash, nobody believes ya
Lost your fuckin head, developed amnesia
You ain't me, let alone a leader
Yea, you don't even write your own shit
Nigga, you feeling hype then go sit
I'll break off a brick and light the whole strip
You want attention, so I'm addressin ya
Nigga, I can wrestle ya, 38 special ya
Comes Christmas, it gets messier
The rap messenger(?) running niggas over
Yea, I shine, line for line, I
Outwit Einstein
(don't kno this line)
That Southside bullshit, I'm on it
I'll make 'em sick, lung full of vomit
That's what you get when you spar with Muhammad
Cocktail bombs in your car do a comet
The hood made him cover up the butterfly
Now I'll make him cover up the other eye
Cuz you ain't never merked nuttin, that's another lie
Nigga, don't make me hum you a lullaby
What's that, you ain't got no help now
They left you all alone for your meltdown
You cryin in the dark and I knew it
Next time you think about killin yourself, do it
Cuz you a bitch ass nigga anyway you view it
It ain't no one from Compton
I'm from a town where they all love fluid
Anybody that can wear a tounge ring can't talk tough
You ain't even seeing half of Fif
You're only one album in and 50 wrote half of it
You said you a rider and thuggin
Then turn around and hug Joe Buddens
Now, either that's soft or I'm buggin
That's what happens when you turn nuttin into something
That boy bluffin, he'll talk if they cuff him
It's all about the benjamins and ?, fuck him

[Banks talking]

Yea! That's it man!
I ain't finished yet playin with your stupid ass man
You confused motherfucker hahaha
I got a little advice for your ass too man
Next time you in the room and
you're all alone with the light off
and stuck in the closet with your pistol in your mouth
Thinkin about blowing your noodles out haha
Just go ahead and do it man, trust me
You're better off that way
You're not authentic nigga
You're a copy! faggot..

[Meho]

Banks said in an interview this wasnt a Game diss track, it had couple bars aimed at him but other than thats its one of those "fuck the haters" song.

Dope track though, Banks flowed his ass off.

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Banks said in an interview this wasnt a Game diss track, it had couple bars aimed at him but other than thats its one of those "fuck the haters" song.

Dope track though, Banks flowed his ass off.

i was gonna say.. hes like a year late if it was