DC Pierson - A Game lyrics

Further adventures of Mr. He's So f**ing Nice New venture, Sterling Cooper Draper Price Billion bucks a bar, but a bargain at twice the price Want to play a game? Sorry, no f**ing dice Ice-nine, rhymes designed by a broke scientist And I can't stop until I'm on top of the client list Wanna play a game? You're taking a giant risk Think fast, get smashed by Andre the Giant's fist Nicest chicks in the back, pulling Black Swans Leave when you play, come back when I'm on "Wanna play a game?" she said, I nod furious I said "Bye?" She said "Nah, curious." At my funniest when I'm at my most serious For serious, you're funeral goers at their most teariest Author, but it's not Beverly Cleary It's not Beverly Hills with pills and coke-smeared tits Franklin Avenue, improv dues, weird bits Not ironic, promise, no matter how long the beard gets Twelve beers deep into a six pack Frayed notebooks by my side in a thick stack Put no hook on the track, I just spit back to back Talk quick like a flack Tough to pull off in real life like a dick smack I'm about to go off You might wanna get back I wanna die smiling, show me where the chemist is How'd he k** himself, yet still flee the premises? Lesser work still better than your best is Burn it like Agrestic Still won't get arrested And you are really not that hot And I'm just red lips against a black backdrop I separate the Janets from the Riff Raff Man who sold the planet if it meant that he could get cash Man who ran the gamut from a full Zach to a thick 'stache For one so young, did he not seem a bit brash? Human eyes might not gaze on his like again Chasing girls around Greenpoint on his bike again They like him like they like joints and Vicodin Listens as they explain the finer points of psych again Cuz that's what they got degrees in Guess if global warming, stay at the Two Seasons Guests of Mr. Pierson stay enchanted by his wordplay Make them want to extend their weekend by a third day And though they want him in the world way He only wants the world in William Randolph Hearst way I think it would be fun to run a rap label Wanna play a game or be the snacks at the table? Wanna play a game? Pull both the controllers out Shark's teeth, we pulled all the molars out Wheels up at Oh f** Hundred, we're rolling out Return if you need to learn what totally cold's about