Post by TimPig on Mar 31, 2020 20:50:44 GMT
Gin and Juice by Snoop Doggy Dogg
Dedicated to eric
With so much drama in the M-S-G
It's kinda hard bein Sim G-O-D
But I, somehow, some way
Keep comin up with funky ass sims like every single day
May I, kick a little something for the G-M's (yeah)
make a few rules as (yeah!) I breeze, through
Two in the mornin and the draft still stallin
cause my newguy ain't home
I got billys in the living room gettin it on
and, they ain't leavin til six alts created (six alts created)
So what you wanna do, sheeeit
I got a pocket full of pennies and my homeboys do too
So turn off the lights and close the doors
But (but what) we don't love them alts, yeah!
So we gonna bust a pick to this
GM's up, alts down, while you motherfuckers bounce to this
Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on taco-tinis
Laid back (with my mind on my Kina and my Kina on my mind)
Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin taco-tinis
Laid back (with my mind on my Kina and my Kina on my mind)
Patiently Waiting by 50 Cent feat. Eminem
Dedicated to @odin
I've been patiently waiting for a sim to explode on
Eric can delay if he wants but his ass’ll get trolled on
It feels like my team’s been trash for so long
If you thinkin’ I'm ‘bout to fuckin’ draft, you’re so wrong
You shouldn't draft players if you know what you’re doing
My strategy’s flawless, you can tell by my rings
No good GMs left in this place
More than a one-year deal? You’re making a mistake
I got more luck in free agency than anyone but Fecta
But still got five less rings I can show ya
The way I turn my roster over, you should call me Flipper
Brad Beal a regular bitch, you givin’ him max dollars
I’m signing me a Darko, a true big baller
I’m down to amnesty NVE and Kareem
I said this in 22' - "I don’t want ‘em on my team"
I got pig pennies for my thoughts, now I'm rich
Still won’t scout, whether it’s pick one or pick six
GMs drafting players ‘cause they like their grades
Fuck lottos and the wheel, all I want is Rookie F-A
Some coward in mafia went and made a role claim
Time to go nuclear - I'll ruin your shitty game
I’m the former commish, y’all should be praising my name
White America by Eminem
Dedicated to 👨🏼⚕️delapandemic🚑
White Mavericks, I could be one of your kids
White Mavericks, little Delap looks just like this
White Mavericks, Eric loves my Smits
I go to DFW, look how many hugs I get
White Mavericks, Issel could be one of your kids
White Mavericks, little Larry looks just like this
White Mavericks, Eric loves Pettit
I go play mafia, look how many hugs I get
Look at these eyes, baby blue, baby just like yourself
If they were brown Delap'd lose, Delap sits on the shelf
But Delap’s cute, Trebek knew Delap's dimples would help
Make ladies swoon baby (ooh baby!) Look at my wins
Let's do the math: if I was Blackhawks, I woulda won half
I ain't have to graduate from Florida State to know that
But I could GM, so fuck Jeopardy, I'm too cool to go back
Gimme the pick, show me where the fuckin' draft's at
When I was a missionary, no one gave a fuck I was white
No labels wanted to sign me, almost gave up I was like, "Run it"
Until I met Bosh, the only one to look past
Gave me a chance and I lit a fire up under his ass
Helped him get back to the top, every fan black that I got
Was probably his in exchange for every white fan that he's got
Like damn; we just swapped: sitting back, looking at shit, wow
I'm like my skin is just starting to work to my benefit now?
Regulate by Warren G. feat. Nate Dogg
Dedicated to skrouse
Rules boners...mount up!
Waitin’ for sim 1, searchin’ on the forum
A new post by TimPig, let’s check the decorum
Two inches for LeBron, he’s past the hard cap
Ain’t gonna check the rules, just gonna go ‘head and snap
‘Bout to hit the bottom of the Eastern Div
On a mission tryna find me some early picks
Seen a block get posted with some aging vets
Fuck this gonna send all my future assets
So I hooks a left on my offseason plans
Thought I might trade Conley, naw just won’t pay the man
He’s gone to the Tri, my roster’s bled
T-Mac and Wilt ain’t comin’ back from the dead
Won me a third title back in twenty thirty
Tied for fourth place now with JHB
Gotta think of more things to podcast about
So I can upgrade more players ‘fore I trade ‘em out
Things are bleak, my roster’s whack
I can’t believe I dealt the rights to Shaq
I got my rings, won’t be gettin’ no more
I looked at the future - got nothin’ in store
Got Yourself a Gun by Nas
Dedicated to TimPig
My, first title had no famous guest appearances
The outcome: I'm crowned the best trade supremicist
Many years on this professional level
Why would you question who's better? The title’s still mine
Tattoos real with "Bron’s Son" across the belly
The boss of the Chi, you saw me in "Bully" with thoughts like that
To take it back to Asia, I did it with Boyd
Me and Fecta were soldiers of the same struggle
You lames should huddle, your team's shook
Y'all feel the wrath of a killer, 'cause this is mycourt
Throwin' passes from a barrel, Jordan apparel
But the P.G don't stand for pretty good
Every word is like a sawed-off blast, 'cause y'all all soft
And I'm the black hearse that came to haul y'all ass in
It's for the hood by the corner store
Many try, many die, come at Tim if you want a war, get it bloody, uh
I got mine, I hope you (got yo'self Lebron)
You from the hood I hope you (got yo'self Lebron)
You want beef? I hope ya (got yo'self Lebron)
And when I see you I'ma take what I want
So, you tried to front, hope ya (got yo'self Lebron)
You ain't real, hope ya (got yo'self Lebron)
Hit ‘em up by 2pac
Dedicated to Muzunga
First off, fuck your team and the rings you claim
Five rings ain’t shit - the past 20 years are a shame
You claim to be a good GM but your team is trash
We bust on Charlotte and your vegan ass
RJ Barrett the epitome of your broke-ass shit
Yao, Vince, and Giannis some straight-up gifts
Sittin’ at the bottom of the standings lookin’ like a fool
Steady tanking, even with the wheel, you still don’t know the rules
Reggie Theus, he ain’t enough to save ya
Not with the rest of that dog shit team, we gotta blame ya
Kevin Durant don’t fuck around with 8 PG's
Quick to leave yo’ ugly ass on the streets
Stole Willis Reed and KD leavin’ us stunned
But ya dumbass still refused to pay Mitch Richmond
Bad team, destined for disgrace
Fuck wit' Charlotte and you’ll get no answer from Chase
Grab ya rings when you see Fecta
Grab ya wings when you see Fecta
Tryna rebuild, but ya can’t deal Carpaga
This’ll be the end of his saga
Fecta, your team sucks
Ether by Nas
Dedicated to Majic
("Fuck Majic")
What's up simmas, hey yo, I know you ain't talking 'bout me dog
You, what?
("Fuck Majic")
You been on my dick Majic, you love my style, Majic
("Fuck Majic")
(I) Fuck with your soul like ether
(Will) Teach you the king you know you
(Not) "Sim Champ" across the belly
(Lose) I prove you lost already
Brace yourself for the main event
Y'all impatiently waiting
It's like a training camp, what's the results?
Not positive, who's the best? Druce, Tim and JHB
Ain't no best, Elgin, ‘Crief, Alex, Caron, flossed out, greedy
I embrace y'all with napalm
Blows up, no talent, left chest, rings gone
How could Druce be garbage?
Semi-autos at your cap space
Burner at the side of your dome, come outta my throne
I got this, locked since '0-1
I am the truest, name a GM that I ain't influenced
Gave y'all chapters but now I keep my eyes on the Judas
With Fake Sim fame, kept my name in his music
Check it
Forgot about Dre by Dr. Dre feat. Eminem
Dedicated to Druce
Y'all know me, still the same O.G. but I been low-key
Hated on by most these GMs with no cheese, no deals and no rings
No Sprees and no KDs, no Hollands, no Ennis’, and no ADs
Mad at me cause I got mad and quit after Donnell Harvey
Got bored as hell all day training mortgage companies
Pulled a Mike, said “fuck this shit, I’ma come back to the league”
Did y'all think I'mma let my roster freeze, ho please
You better bow down on both knees, who you think saved this league?
When Odin had to go on personal leave
Picked up commishing when things were bleak
Gave Fecta Vince, Giannis, Yao, AND five rings
Plus the GM out the mothafuckin’ Rose City
Gave him a list full of dope picks
To build his team but he still passed on Smits
And when the wheel for me didn’t look too good
Someone had to blow that shit up, who’d you think would?
Y’all better listen up closely, all you GMs that said I made a bad trade
Swapping all my picks for KD and someone overpaid
Fuck y’all, all y’all, if you don’t like me, blow me
Y'all are gonna keep fucking around with me while I sit here in the fourth seed
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they tryna make moves
But nothin’ comes out when they offer picks
Just a bunch of gibberish
And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Druce
I’ll Be Missing You by Puff Daddy ft. Faith Evans
Dedicated to kn88 and kujo
This right here tell me why
Goes out to every franchise that has lost someone that they truly loved
Come on, check it out
Seems like yesterday we used to laugh in Shout
I proposed the trade, you locked the thread
So far from posting trade blocks for dough
Notorious, they got to know
That sim ain't always what it seem to be
Bleals can't express what you mean to me
Even though you're gone, you still have a team
Through your FA bids, Kyrie fulfills your dreams
(that's right)
In the future, can't wait to see
If kujo open a PM from me
Reminisce some time, the night he made a pick
Try to black it out, but it plays again
When it's real, feeling's hard to conceal
Can't imagine all the players you killed
Give anything to see half their stats (half their stats)
I know you still killing careers after draft
Every pick I trade,
Every move I make
Every single sim,
Every time I PM
I'll be missing you
Thinking of the day,
When you went away
What a vote to make,
What a rule to break
I'll be missing you
I miss you KN.
It's kinda hard with you not around
Know when Eric’s simmin you’re smiling down
Watching us while we PM you
Every day we PM you
'Til the day you respond again
On my shit list is where I'll keep you, KN
Tim Pennies give me the currency I need to trade
Cash I need to upgrade
My thoughts kujo, I just can't define (can't define)
Wish I could turn back the hands of time
Us in the sim,
Shop for new players and picks
You and me talking shit
Mafia hits, podcasts they mention you on
I still can't believe you're gone (can't believe you're gone)
Give anything to get a PM reply (PM reply)
I know you still living your life after sim
Welcome to Atlanta by Jermaine Dupri feat. Ludacris
Dedicated to jhb
Welcome to Atlanta where the playas play
And we lose to the Bulls like every day
Embiid, Worthy, see Beal roamin'
And the Hawks don’t lose until Game Seven
Now the season don’t start ‘til I make some trades
But it always ends at the hands of ‘Bron James
But in the mean-time, in between time
I’ll win 60 and play the white knight
Won my second title in ‘23
When I beat the Mavericks and GOAT Kyrie
With S-Jax, Olden, God and Jonas V.
Only eleven teams, a distant memory
I’m the M-A-G, Most Average GM
Broke the league and handed it to Tim
Sim One, things are lookin’ up
Sim Six, time to add some backups
Sim Ten, got a comfortable lead
Playoffs start, first round is easy
Finals, fuck no, this can’t happen to me
Offseason, is off the heezy fo' sheezy, I’m gonna stand up for big Jeezy
Tell everyone to chill the fuck out
This is Logistics bruh, he ain’t work at Sprout
Life Goes On by Tupac
Dedicated to newishguy
How many GMs fell victim to the streets?
Rest in peace, young Jeezy, there's a heaven for a G
Be a lie if I told you that I never been here before
My GMs, we the last ones left, I’m out that door
As I bail on another team, leave inexplicably
Tag, tag, tag, quiet y’all, won't check the board at all
Plus this my second account, I see no need to lie
It's time to bury another franchise, nobody cry
Life in a crisis: draft stalls and sales calls
We used to do ‘em when we was the Celtics, hope no one recalls
Traded for Shaq, walked out, don’t worry I’ll be back
Another name, another team, this league’s my fallback
Two weeks since I logged in, give me more time
Didn’t draft, no bids or DC, it ain’t a crime
But now that I’m gone, the truth is out
Didn’t think you’d find out, but there ain’t a doubt
And all you got left are stinkin' memories
I love my Pointy to death, Reliable Industries
Didn’t try to make it last
My reign was fast and it’s in the past
'cause I’m out that door
Hypnotize by Notorious B.I.G.
Dedicated to pointyegg
Hah, newer than your average Pointy
Run my team on ATT
GMs don't think shit stink, porn star showers,
My San Anton’ players
Protections for my hooligan in N’awlins
Dead right, if the head right, Pointy there ery'night
Pointy been new, part of Newguy’s crew
Always lose, never choose to, got a Jerry Luke
Got started in this league, lots of intrigue
Killed Ankly, thought I would leave? Don’t be
Who me?
Yeah, Pointy and Newguy
Close like Bonnie and Clyde, hit my stride
Don’t you dare question me and my time that is free
Work in logistics, tell ‘em JHB
Recently GMs frontin ain't sayin' nuttin' so I just
Speak my piece, keep my piece
Protected Skrouse during the eve, saved civvies
Checkin’, on behalf of the Pelicans, don’t contract him
That pilot bullshit, I’m on it
Pointy Pointy Pointy can't you see
Sometimes your moves just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Hope you stick around, don’t let Newguy away
Ride Wit Me by Nelly feat. City Spud
Dedicated to Mike
If you wanna go on autopilot with me
Ruin some careers and never set DCs
I’ll never make any deals
AY, FUCK THE WHEEL!
Checkin’ sims, won’t get caught, feel distraught
Sending bids on some guys without a second thought
Tryna find a little Norm Nixon I can bring home
(I can bring home)
He can be 35 (35) with no win shares
Or 36, washed up, I don’t fucking care
Never gonna let Bill Russell see another team
(See another team)
I peep a future Hall of Famer
Obvious superstar
Drafted him - gonna manage from afar
"Hey Mike, wanna make a deal?” Gonna tell him no
Even if he offers his firsts in thirty-three and thirty-fo’
I like to ruin some careers
Trade offers in one and out the other ear
MJ, Kemp, Tabak, Rick Fox, and Livio
Come to Detroit, I’ll bust you too, hoe
If you wanna go on autopilot with me
Ruin some careers and never set DCs
I’ll never make any deals
AY, FUCK THE WHEEL!
Best I Ever Had by Drake
Dedicated to wee2dee
You know, a lot of teams be
Thinkin' this song is about them
This is not to get confused
It...it ain’t for any of you
Magic, you my everything, you all I ever wanted
Added Mitch and Pistol, now that back court is vaunted
Juwan be blockin’ everything, the other bigs are haunted
I want this forever, I swear I can spend whatever on it
'Cause I live my life within the shadows
Makin’ sure, my life nobody knows
Winnin’ rings with Schayes, Vlade, and Z-Bo
And I say the same thing every single time
I say, I’m the fuckin' best, I’m the fuckin' best
I’m the fuckin' best, I’m the fuckin' best
I’m the best we ever had, best we ever had
Best we ever had, best we ever had
I say, I’m the fuckin'
Know that I’m the best GM, ain’t even a contest
Winning record every year, how could you not be impressed?
I be over there, shawty, you know I be over there
I be findin’ hidden gems that you ain't even know was there
Hah, and I don’t even do shit
Articles, mafia - fuck that, I’d rather quit
Always feel like I’m rebuilding on the fly
Have the other GMs wonderin’ “how can I be that guy?”
Draft picks, big trades, always clearing cap space
I be hittin’ home runs, you be stuck at first base
I don’t even trip when GMs say, "How you gonna pay those guys?"
You know that I got a plan, I ain’t gonna advertise
He’s a player you ain’t even notice yet
Never pay attention to player stats and what they reflect
And until them GMs prove it
I'm the one that never get confused with, 'cause
Sabotage by The Beastie Boys
Dedicated to @bkisok
I can't draft shit know Eric planned it
I'm gonna set it straight, this Simgate
I can't evaluate talent when I'm in here
Because your prospect scouting ain't so crystal clear
So while you sit back and wonder why
I draft fucking busts guy after guy
Oh my God, it's a mirage
I'm tellin' y'all it's sabotage
So listen up 'cause I can't draft skill
You'll shut me down with a post draft kill?
But yo I'm out and I'm gone
I'll tell you now I create alts on and on
'Cause talent I draft I might not get
And we can bet that you won’t get outed yet
You destroy my draft picks with your barrage
I'm trying to tell you now it's sabotage
Why; our Blackhawks are now against the wall
Listen all of y'all it's a sabotage
Listen all of y'all it's a sabotage
Listen all of y'all it's a sabotage
Listen all of y'all it's a sabotage
Dedicated to eric
With so much drama in the M-S-G
It's kinda hard bein Sim G-O-D
But I, somehow, some way
Keep comin up with funky ass sims like every single day
May I, kick a little something for the G-M's (yeah)
make a few rules as (yeah!) I breeze, through
Two in the mornin and the draft still stallin
cause my newguy ain't home
I got billys in the living room gettin it on
and, they ain't leavin til six alts created (six alts created)
So what you wanna do, sheeeit
I got a pocket full of pennies and my homeboys do too
So turn off the lights and close the doors
But (but what) we don't love them alts, yeah!
So we gonna bust a pick to this
GM's up, alts down, while you motherfuckers bounce to this
Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on taco-tinis
Laid back (with my mind on my Kina and my Kina on my mind)
Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin taco-tinis
Laid back (with my mind on my Kina and my Kina on my mind)
Patiently Waiting by 50 Cent feat. Eminem
Dedicated to @odin
I've been patiently waiting for a sim to explode on
Eric can delay if he wants but his ass’ll get trolled on
It feels like my team’s been trash for so long
If you thinkin’ I'm ‘bout to fuckin’ draft, you’re so wrong
You shouldn't draft players if you know what you’re doing
My strategy’s flawless, you can tell by my rings
No good GMs left in this place
More than a one-year deal? You’re making a mistake
I got more luck in free agency than anyone but Fecta
But still got five less rings I can show ya
The way I turn my roster over, you should call me Flipper
Brad Beal a regular bitch, you givin’ him max dollars
I’m signing me a Darko, a true big baller
I’m down to amnesty NVE and Kareem
I said this in 22' - "I don’t want ‘em on my team"
I got pig pennies for my thoughts, now I'm rich
Still won’t scout, whether it’s pick one or pick six
GMs drafting players ‘cause they like their grades
Fuck lottos and the wheel, all I want is Rookie F-A
Some coward in mafia went and made a role claim
Time to go nuclear - I'll ruin your shitty game
I’m the former commish, y’all should be praising my name
White America by Eminem
Dedicated to 👨🏼⚕️delapandemic🚑
White Mavericks, I could be one of your kids
White Mavericks, little Delap looks just like this
White Mavericks, Eric loves my Smits
I go to DFW, look how many hugs I get
White Mavericks, Issel could be one of your kids
White Mavericks, little Larry looks just like this
White Mavericks, Eric loves Pettit
I go play mafia, look how many hugs I get
Look at these eyes, baby blue, baby just like yourself
If they were brown Delap'd lose, Delap sits on the shelf
But Delap’s cute, Trebek knew Delap's dimples would help
Make ladies swoon baby (ooh baby!) Look at my wins
Let's do the math: if I was Blackhawks, I woulda won half
I ain't have to graduate from Florida State to know that
But I could GM, so fuck Jeopardy, I'm too cool to go back
Gimme the pick, show me where the fuckin' draft's at
When I was a missionary, no one gave a fuck I was white
No labels wanted to sign me, almost gave up I was like, "Run it"
Until I met Bosh, the only one to look past
Gave me a chance and I lit a fire up under his ass
Helped him get back to the top, every fan black that I got
Was probably his in exchange for every white fan that he's got
Like damn; we just swapped: sitting back, looking at shit, wow
I'm like my skin is just starting to work to my benefit now?
Regulate by Warren G. feat. Nate Dogg
Dedicated to skrouse
Rules boners...mount up!
Waitin’ for sim 1, searchin’ on the forum
A new post by TimPig, let’s check the decorum
Two inches for LeBron, he’s past the hard cap
Ain’t gonna check the rules, just gonna go ‘head and snap
‘Bout to hit the bottom of the Eastern Div
On a mission tryna find me some early picks
Seen a block get posted with some aging vets
Fuck this gonna send all my future assets
So I hooks a left on my offseason plans
Thought I might trade Conley, naw just won’t pay the man
He’s gone to the Tri, my roster’s bled
T-Mac and Wilt ain’t comin’ back from the dead
Won me a third title back in twenty thirty
Tied for fourth place now with JHB
Gotta think of more things to podcast about
So I can upgrade more players ‘fore I trade ‘em out
Things are bleak, my roster’s whack
I can’t believe I dealt the rights to Shaq
I got my rings, won’t be gettin’ no more
I looked at the future - got nothin’ in store
Got Yourself a Gun by Nas
Dedicated to TimPig
My, first title had no famous guest appearances
The outcome: I'm crowned the best trade supremicist
Many years on this professional level
Why would you question who's better? The title’s still mine
Tattoos real with "Bron’s Son" across the belly
The boss of the Chi, you saw me in "Bully" with thoughts like that
To take it back to Asia, I did it with Boyd
Me and Fecta were soldiers of the same struggle
You lames should huddle, your team's shook
Y'all feel the wrath of a killer, 'cause this is mycourt
Throwin' passes from a barrel, Jordan apparel
But the P.G don't stand for pretty good
Every word is like a sawed-off blast, 'cause y'all all soft
And I'm the black hearse that came to haul y'all ass in
It's for the hood by the corner store
Many try, many die, come at Tim if you want a war, get it bloody, uh
I got mine, I hope you (got yo'self Lebron)
You from the hood I hope you (got yo'self Lebron)
You want beef? I hope ya (got yo'self Lebron)
And when I see you I'ma take what I want
So, you tried to front, hope ya (got yo'self Lebron)
You ain't real, hope ya (got yo'self Lebron)
Hit ‘em up by 2pac
Dedicated to Muzunga
First off, fuck your team and the rings you claim
Five rings ain’t shit - the past 20 years are a shame
You claim to be a good GM but your team is trash
We bust on Charlotte and your vegan ass
RJ Barrett the epitome of your broke-ass shit
Yao, Vince, and Giannis some straight-up gifts
Sittin’ at the bottom of the standings lookin’ like a fool
Steady tanking, even with the wheel, you still don’t know the rules
Reggie Theus, he ain’t enough to save ya
Not with the rest of that dog shit team, we gotta blame ya
Kevin Durant don’t fuck around with 8 PG's
Quick to leave yo’ ugly ass on the streets
Stole Willis Reed and KD leavin’ us stunned
But ya dumbass still refused to pay Mitch Richmond
Bad team, destined for disgrace
Fuck wit' Charlotte and you’ll get no answer from Chase
Grab ya rings when you see Fecta
Grab ya wings when you see Fecta
Tryna rebuild, but ya can’t deal Carpaga
This’ll be the end of his saga
Fecta, your team sucks
Ether by Nas
Dedicated to Majic
("Fuck Majic")
What's up simmas, hey yo, I know you ain't talking 'bout me dog
You, what?
("Fuck Majic")
You been on my dick Majic, you love my style, Majic
("Fuck Majic")
(I) Fuck with your soul like ether
(Will) Teach you the king you know you
(Not) "Sim Champ" across the belly
(Lose) I prove you lost already
Brace yourself for the main event
Y'all impatiently waiting
It's like a training camp, what's the results?
Not positive, who's the best? Druce, Tim and JHB
Ain't no best, Elgin, ‘Crief, Alex, Caron, flossed out, greedy
I embrace y'all with napalm
Blows up, no talent, left chest, rings gone
How could Druce be garbage?
Semi-autos at your cap space
Burner at the side of your dome, come outta my throne
I got this, locked since '0-1
I am the truest, name a GM that I ain't influenced
Gave y'all chapters but now I keep my eyes on the Judas
With Fake Sim fame, kept my name in his music
Check it
Forgot about Dre by Dr. Dre feat. Eminem
Dedicated to Druce
Y'all know me, still the same O.G. but I been low-key
Hated on by most these GMs with no cheese, no deals and no rings
No Sprees and no KDs, no Hollands, no Ennis’, and no ADs
Mad at me cause I got mad and quit after Donnell Harvey
Got bored as hell all day training mortgage companies
Pulled a Mike, said “fuck this shit, I’ma come back to the league”
Did y'all think I'mma let my roster freeze, ho please
You better bow down on both knees, who you think saved this league?
When Odin had to go on personal leave
Picked up commishing when things were bleak
Gave Fecta Vince, Giannis, Yao, AND five rings
Plus the GM out the mothafuckin’ Rose City
Gave him a list full of dope picks
To build his team but he still passed on Smits
And when the wheel for me didn’t look too good
Someone had to blow that shit up, who’d you think would?
Y’all better listen up closely, all you GMs that said I made a bad trade
Swapping all my picks for KD and someone overpaid
Fuck y’all, all y’all, if you don’t like me, blow me
Y'all are gonna keep fucking around with me while I sit here in the fourth seed
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they tryna make moves
But nothin’ comes out when they offer picks
Just a bunch of gibberish
And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Druce
I’ll Be Missing You by Puff Daddy ft. Faith Evans
Dedicated to kn88 and kujo
This right here tell me why
Goes out to every franchise that has lost someone that they truly loved
Come on, check it out
Seems like yesterday we used to laugh in Shout
I proposed the trade, you locked the thread
So far from posting trade blocks for dough
Notorious, they got to know
That sim ain't always what it seem to be
Bleals can't express what you mean to me
Even though you're gone, you still have a team
Through your FA bids, Kyrie fulfills your dreams
(that's right)
In the future, can't wait to see
If kujo open a PM from me
Reminisce some time, the night he made a pick
Try to black it out, but it plays again
When it's real, feeling's hard to conceal
Can't imagine all the players you killed
Give anything to see half their stats (half their stats)
I know you still killing careers after draft
Every pick I trade,
Every move I make
Every single sim,
Every time I PM
I'll be missing you
Thinking of the day,
When you went away
What a vote to make,
What a rule to break
I'll be missing you
I miss you KN.
It's kinda hard with you not around
Know when Eric’s simmin you’re smiling down
Watching us while we PM you
Every day we PM you
'Til the day you respond again
On my shit list is where I'll keep you, KN
Tim Pennies give me the currency I need to trade
Cash I need to upgrade
My thoughts kujo, I just can't define (can't define)
Wish I could turn back the hands of time
Us in the sim,
Shop for new players and picks
You and me talking shit
Mafia hits, podcasts they mention you on
I still can't believe you're gone (can't believe you're gone)
Give anything to get a PM reply (PM reply)
I know you still living your life after sim
Welcome to Atlanta by Jermaine Dupri feat. Ludacris
Dedicated to jhb
Welcome to Atlanta where the playas play
And we lose to the Bulls like every day
Embiid, Worthy, see Beal roamin'
And the Hawks don’t lose until Game Seven
Now the season don’t start ‘til I make some trades
But it always ends at the hands of ‘Bron James
But in the mean-time, in between time
I’ll win 60 and play the white knight
Won my second title in ‘23
When I beat the Mavericks and GOAT Kyrie
With S-Jax, Olden, God and Jonas V.
Only eleven teams, a distant memory
I’m the M-A-G, Most Average GM
Broke the league and handed it to Tim
Sim One, things are lookin’ up
Sim Six, time to add some backups
Sim Ten, got a comfortable lead
Playoffs start, first round is easy
Finals, fuck no, this can’t happen to me
Offseason, is off the heezy fo' sheezy, I’m gonna stand up for big Jeezy
Tell everyone to chill the fuck out
This is Logistics bruh, he ain’t work at Sprout
Life Goes On by Tupac
Dedicated to newishguy
How many GMs fell victim to the streets?
Rest in peace, young Jeezy, there's a heaven for a G
Be a lie if I told you that I never been here before
My GMs, we the last ones left, I’m out that door
As I bail on another team, leave inexplicably
Tag, tag, tag, quiet y’all, won't check the board at all
Plus this my second account, I see no need to lie
It's time to bury another franchise, nobody cry
Life in a crisis: draft stalls and sales calls
We used to do ‘em when we was the Celtics, hope no one recalls
Traded for Shaq, walked out, don’t worry I’ll be back
Another name, another team, this league’s my fallback
Two weeks since I logged in, give me more time
Didn’t draft, no bids or DC, it ain’t a crime
But now that I’m gone, the truth is out
Didn’t think you’d find out, but there ain’t a doubt
And all you got left are stinkin' memories
I love my Pointy to death, Reliable Industries
Didn’t try to make it last
My reign was fast and it’s in the past
'cause I’m out that door
Hypnotize by Notorious B.I.G.
Dedicated to pointyegg
Hah, newer than your average Pointy
Run my team on ATT
GMs don't think shit stink, porn star showers,
My San Anton’ players
Protections for my hooligan in N’awlins
Dead right, if the head right, Pointy there ery'night
Pointy been new, part of Newguy’s crew
Always lose, never choose to, got a Jerry Luke
Got started in this league, lots of intrigue
Killed Ankly, thought I would leave? Don’t be
Who me?
Yeah, Pointy and Newguy
Close like Bonnie and Clyde, hit my stride
Don’t you dare question me and my time that is free
Work in logistics, tell ‘em JHB
Recently GMs frontin ain't sayin' nuttin' so I just
Speak my piece, keep my piece
Protected Skrouse during the eve, saved civvies
Checkin’, on behalf of the Pelicans, don’t contract him
That pilot bullshit, I’m on it
Pointy Pointy Pointy can't you see
Sometimes your moves just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Hope you stick around, don’t let Newguy away
Ride Wit Me by Nelly feat. City Spud
Dedicated to Mike
If you wanna go on autopilot with me
Ruin some careers and never set DCs
I’ll never make any deals
AY, FUCK THE WHEEL!
Checkin’ sims, won’t get caught, feel distraught
Sending bids on some guys without a second thought
Tryna find a little Norm Nixon I can bring home
(I can bring home)
He can be 35 (35) with no win shares
Or 36, washed up, I don’t fucking care
Never gonna let Bill Russell see another team
(See another team)
I peep a future Hall of Famer
Obvious superstar
Drafted him - gonna manage from afar
"Hey Mike, wanna make a deal?” Gonna tell him no
Even if he offers his firsts in thirty-three and thirty-fo’
I like to ruin some careers
Trade offers in one and out the other ear
MJ, Kemp, Tabak, Rick Fox, and Livio
Come to Detroit, I’ll bust you too, hoe
If you wanna go on autopilot with me
Ruin some careers and never set DCs
I’ll never make any deals
AY, FUCK THE WHEEL!
Best I Ever Had by Drake
Dedicated to wee2dee
You know, a lot of teams be
Thinkin' this song is about them
This is not to get confused
It...it ain’t for any of you
Magic, you my everything, you all I ever wanted
Added Mitch and Pistol, now that back court is vaunted
Juwan be blockin’ everything, the other bigs are haunted
I want this forever, I swear I can spend whatever on it
'Cause I live my life within the shadows
Makin’ sure, my life nobody knows
Winnin’ rings with Schayes, Vlade, and Z-Bo
And I say the same thing every single time
I say, I’m the fuckin' best, I’m the fuckin' best
I’m the fuckin' best, I’m the fuckin' best
I’m the best we ever had, best we ever had
Best we ever had, best we ever had
I say, I’m the fuckin'
Know that I’m the best GM, ain’t even a contest
Winning record every year, how could you not be impressed?
I be over there, shawty, you know I be over there
I be findin’ hidden gems that you ain't even know was there
Hah, and I don’t even do shit
Articles, mafia - fuck that, I’d rather quit
Always feel like I’m rebuilding on the fly
Have the other GMs wonderin’ “how can I be that guy?”
Draft picks, big trades, always clearing cap space
I be hittin’ home runs, you be stuck at first base
I don’t even trip when GMs say, "How you gonna pay those guys?"
You know that I got a plan, I ain’t gonna advertise
He’s a player you ain’t even notice yet
Never pay attention to player stats and what they reflect
And until them GMs prove it
I'm the one that never get confused with, 'cause
Sabotage by The Beastie Boys
Dedicated to @bkisok
I can't draft shit know Eric planned it
I'm gonna set it straight, this Simgate
I can't evaluate talent when I'm in here
Because your prospect scouting ain't so crystal clear
So while you sit back and wonder why
I draft fucking busts guy after guy
Oh my God, it's a mirage
I'm tellin' y'all it's sabotage
So listen up 'cause I can't draft skill
You'll shut me down with a post draft kill?
But yo I'm out and I'm gone
I'll tell you now I create alts on and on
'Cause talent I draft I might not get
And we can bet that you won’t get outed yet
You destroy my draft picks with your barrage
I'm trying to tell you now it's sabotage
Why; our Blackhawks are now against the wall
Listen all of y'all it's a sabotage
Listen all of y'all it's a sabotage
Listen all of y'all it's a sabotage
Listen all of y'all it's a sabotage
