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*RAP GAME* | 8mile


*RAP GAME*
[Bizarre]
The rap game, hip hop 101
The hardest nine to five you´ll ever have
You can´t learn this shit in no history book
You ready to rap motherfucker?
You ready to sell your soul? hahaha
The rap game will fuck you up

[Swifty McVay]
I´ma disrupted nigga, you made me crazy
You shoulda slayed me as a baby
Behavin´ shadier than Wes Craven
And you ain´t even gotta pay me
I take pleasure of layin´ a nigga down daily
You face me, punk it´s over, you´ll faint fast
I´ve never fucked up to where I can´t whoop ya ass
You´ll neck´ll get snapped with bare hands, fuck music
Is he rappin´? It´s cool but fools, just don´t confuse it
What happens: these dudes get rude then I lose it
I´m scandalous, I blow ya two niggas off the atlas
With a gat that´s bigger than Godzilla´s back nigga
You are not realer, in fact you´re feel the effects
Of a crack dealer, y´all presidents since he smacked
And got a mack 10 with it, so I ain´t gotta rap
But I´m thankful for that, don´t mistakin´ me black
Cuz you´ll be stankin´ in the back of a fuckin´ Cadillac

[Eminem]
I´ma get snuffed, cuz I ain´t said enough to pipe down
I pipe down, when the [White House] just wiped out
When I see that little [Cheney] dike get sniped out
Lights out, bitch adios, goodnight {*gunshot*} (AHH!)
Now put that in ya little pipe and bite down
Think for a minute cuz the hype just died down
That I won´t go up in the Oval Office right now
And flip whatever ain´t tied down upside down
I´m all for America, fuck the government
Tell that C. Delores Tucker slut to suck a dick
Motherfuck ducked, what the fuck? son of a bitch
Take away my gun, I´m gonna tuck some other shit
Can´t tell me shit about the tricks of this trade
Switchblade, with a little switch to switch blades
And switch from a six to a sixteen inch blade
Shit´s like a samurai sword or sensai
Shit just don´t change to this day
I´m this way, still tell that utsl-ay itchb-ay
Ucks-ay my ikcd-ay, ´scuse my igp-ay atinl-ay
But uckf-ay you igp-ay

[Chorus: 50 Cent {*sung*}]
This rap game, this rap game
I ain´t sellin´ my soul for this rap game
And I ain´t diggin´ no hole for this rap game
Man, I´m tellin´ you, no it ain´t happening
This rap game, this rap game
I ain´t sellin´ my soul for this rap game
I ain´t diggin´ no hole for this rap game
This rap game, this rap game

[Kon Artist]
I wouldn´t wanna be drinkin´, drowned in my own inequity
But fucked that I´ma rap ´til y´all all get sick of me
And clutch my nuts sack and spit all who pick at me
A pitt and rott mix, fuck the dogs you sic on me
I´m sayin´ you motherfuckers don´t know us, quit playin´
If I´m broke, then I´m breakin´ up in the place where you layin´
You know, same shit every nigga done in his life
I look at this, why speak on when I want when I write
So why should I ever fear another man
If he bleed like I bleed, take a piss and he stand?
OK, you win, you can say we can´t rap
But no Source never made me not buy an album when they say it was whack

[Kuniva]
I walk in that party and just start bussin´ {*gunshots and screaming*}
Right after I hear the last verse of ´Self Destruction´
This liquor makes me wanna blast the chrome
To let you know +The Time+ without Morris Day and Jerome (nigga)
I´m low down and shifty, quickly call Swifty
To do a drive-by on the tenth speed with 50
Ya feelin´ lucky? Squeeze
I catch you outside of Chuckie Cheese
With ya seed, you be an unlucky G
My lifestyle is unstable, a partyin´ addict
They said no fightin´ in the club so I brought me a ´matic
Coughin´ the static, I jump niggas, call me a rabbit
Poppin´ the tablet and guns that saw you in half

[Chorus: 50 Cent {*sung*}]
Believe me, we run this rap shit, fo sheezy
Make makin´ millions look easy
Everywhere you turn you see me, you hear me
Believe me, before you see my pistol in 3-D
No time to call a peace treaty
Dial 911 cuz you need the- police to help you believe me

[Proof]
I snatch the chalk from the sidewalk and piss on the curb
This is absurd, these street niggas twistin´ my words
We finally could ´Say Goodbye to Hollywood´
Cuz Proof and Shyne man shit nothin´ in common
The nastiest band with gas in each hand
We never bow down to be a flash in the pan
No remorse, fuck ya stature dog
Nothin´ to do with hands when I clap at y´all
Put your jaw on the ground with the four and the pound
Then I´m gone outta town ´fore the law come around
So we can battle with raps, we can battle with gats
Matter of fact, we can battle for plaques (This rap game)

[Bizarre]
I´m too fuckin´ retarded
I don´t give a fuck about my dick
That´s why I´m datin´ Lorraina Bobbet
My crew had an argument, who was the largest
Now they all is dead and I roll as a solo artist
Plus I made all the beats and wrote all the raps
Well I really didn´t, but I did accordin´ to this contract
I was thrown in the snow with nowhere to go
Freezin´ 20 below, forced to join Bel Biv Devoe
My little girl, she shouldn´t listen to these lyrics
That´s why I glued her headphones to her ear to make sure she hear it
If rap don´t work, I´m startin´ a group with Garth Brooks
Hahahaha, 50 sing the hook

[Chorus: 50 Cent {*sung*}]
This rap game, this rap game
I ain´t sellin´ my soul for this rap game
And I ain´t diggin´ no hole for this rap game
Man, I´m tellin´ you, know it ain´t happening
This rap game, this rap game
I ain´t sellin´ my soul for this rap game
I ain´t diggin´ no hole for this rap game
This rap game, this rap game


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