Halftime Show Songtext
von Cam’ron

Killa, Dipset
Check my stats man
I got to be the best livin man

Like Alex Trebek, you′re in jeopardy
Yes siree, got the recipe

Give you a tech but nope, not a referee

Like Wyclef I'm a refugee, Rollie wear
Cocky, don′t play hockey but have your mom in goalie gear

See the ice, grab the stick, hit the break pads
Get a knee pad, penalty face mask
I'm face grab, the don enter, the don's in her
The don of don play the dugout like Don Zimmer
But hang with Steinbrenner just to get my cash turned


Call my car Jamal and get mash burn
Crash burn, rest in peace Dale Earnhardt
My cousin died the same way, hit that turn hard
So I stack from the gambling, drop cash on the Phantom
Play Dipset, Dipset, yeah the national anthem
Drive the 7 series to the World Series
I′m so serious, I want the whole world

Man I got to be the best livin, that′s a given
Check my stats, this the halftime show
What the mess with that
Killa Cam, Killa Cam
What's your name huh?
Killa Cam, Killa Cam
What′s your name huh?

Man you know how I line my backs with a dime of crack
They sling to the rack, through the legs, behind the back
Wanna play for my team, come sign the track
Treat you like a sprinter, I find the track
If you hype I got hypermen, Spidermen


In Minnesota my Vikings sell Vicodins
I got clients, connects, my alliance respect
I'm like New York football, Giants on Jets
Even Buffalo Bills, my deals up in those mills
But I still cop keys, fuck with those crills
Yeah up in those hills where they have chosen to feel
The face dive in the snow, nose in they grill
I be with Don King, if you a fighter good

Fuck Tiger Woods, there′s tigers in the hood
So come test the birdie, if you stretch the dirty
Give you a quarterback like Testaverde

Man I got to be the best livin, that's a given
Check my stats, this the halftime show
What the mess with that
Killa Cam, Killa Cam
What′s your name huh?
Killa Cam, Killa Cam
What's your name huh?