Mac Man

This shit is not a fuckin game<br><br>Chorus 2X<br>Pac man, y`all niggas know my name<br>It`ll take a quarter key to survive in my game<br>They call me Pac man, and ain`t a damn thing change<br>Even though I got signed I`ma still slang thangs<br><br>Verse 1<br>Ay yo I cop power pellets (and y`all call `em bricks)<br>I make little dots (and y`all chop rocks to flip)<br>Before junior, they had me out on a chase<br>Running from these ghost monsters y`all calling the jakes<br>All I do is stack loot<br>Run around and eat fruit<br>And harass these lady cops named Pinky and Sue<br>My whole life been a maze in a chase<br>Can`t keep still without these monsters on my back invadin my space<br>I got two hitmen that`ll bury U brothers<br>They rule the underworld<br>U know`em as the Mario brothers<br>Straight cannons <br>And won`t hesitate to shoot U<br>And they stay goin to war wit that latin King Koopa<br>I got a worker named Frogger<br>When I say jump he leap<br>A highway boy who be runin the streets<br>Wit that package<br>Dodgin through traffic that`s narrow<br>And my nigga Donkey Kong bringin weed in by the barrels<br><br>Chorus 2X<br><br>Verse 2 (Missing Verse)<br><br>I take over blocks section by section<br>Shake under cover cops and make `em change direction<br>They best bet is to relax and chill<br>Sonic couldn`t catch me I`m good at track and field<br>I might run up in your spot<br>When I`m runnin` from the cops<br>Sling work a Dime a dot<br>A hundred a rock<br>I give out cooked <br>Yeah But I only get raw<br>And I keep a nice stash in case I have a Pitfall<br>I got a worker named turtle that be movin my snow<br>He bring strait dough<br>He just move it too slow<br>I don`t fuck with them crabs I had to blast those boys<br>I caught them breakin down my rocks like asteroids<br>Met ms. pac told she could go on a mission<br>But first she got to let me put in pole position<br>I wish I woulda knew then what I now know sooner<br>Cause 10 towns later here come pac Jr.<br><br>Chorus 2X<br><br>Verse 3<br><br>I got drugs for every race, color, and creed<br>I sling mushrooms to white boys in club Centipede<br>Donkey Kong was gettin money from slinging weed<br>I don`t know why he wanna start a pie factory<br>We can be partners<br>That`s murda, us connecting<br>Wit the right blow <br>And Burger Time doing the cheffin<br>We can get doe<br>Can`t let the cops catch us<br>And if it move slow (still stack blocks like tetris)<br>Whoever don`t wanna get down, they stupid<br>Not the one to jump around these blocks like Q-bit<br>Ain`t nobody out there making no noise<br>Wit they own route but that nigga Paper Boy<br>We can take his stuff<br>He ain`t tough he a nut<br>He always letting Dig Dug pump em up<br>I pull a plug on `em niggas if they don`t wanna set it <br>Game over niggas, I`ll see you next credit<br><br>Chorus 2X