Halftime Show lyrics

[Intro]Killa, DipsetCheck my stats man (seventy-eight and O {78-0})I got to be the best livin' man (you already know)Holla at me[Verse 1]Like Alex Trebek, you're in "Jeopardy"Yesiree, got the recipeGive ya a tech, but nope, not a refereeLike Wyclef, I'm a refugee, rollie-wearCocky, don't play hockey, but have your mommy goalie gearSee the ice, grab the stick, hit the break padsGet a knee pads, penalty, face maskI face grab the don enter the donzinnaThe don of don play the dug-out like donzimmaI hang wit Steinbrenner just to get my cash turnI call my car Jamal, it get "Mashburn"Crashburn, rest in peace, Dale EarnhardtMy cousin died the same way, hit that turn hardSo I stack from the gamblin'Drop cash in the phantomPlay "DIPSET, DIPSET" yeah, the National AnthemDrive the seven series, to the World SeriesI'm so serious I want the whole world[Chorus] 2xMan I got to be the best livin'That's a givin', check my statsThis the halftime show, what could mess wit thatKilla Cam' Killa Cam'
What's ya name huh? Killa Cam' Killa Cam'[Verse 2]Man you know how I line my backsWith they diamond crackThey slang to the rack, through the legs, behind the backWanna play for my team? Come sign the trackTreat you like a sprinter, I find the trackIf you hype I got hyper men, SpidermanIn Minnesota my Vikings sell vikitinsI got clients connects, my alliance respectI'm like New York football, Giants on JetsEven Buffalo Bills, my deals up in those millsBut I still cop keys, fuck with those grillsYeah, up in those hills, where they have chosen to feelThe face dive in the snow, nose in they grillI be with Don King, if you a fighter, goodFuck Tiger Woods, it's tigers in the hoodSo come test the birdie, if ya stretched the dirtyGive ya your Quarterback like Testaverde[Chorus] 2xMan I got to be the best livin'That's a givin', check my statsThis the halftime show, what could mess wit thatKilla Cam' Killa Cam'What's ya name huh? Killa Cam' Killa Cam'