Eminem Rap Game (Solo mix)
[Bizarre]
�The Rap Game�
Hip-hop 1-0-1
The hardest 9 to 5 you will ever have
You can't learn this shit in no history-book
You ready to rap motherfucker?
You ready to sell your soul...
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�The Rap Game�
Motherfucker
[Swifty]
I'm a disruptive nigger
You made me crazy
You should a 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 drunk of sober
You'll faint fast
I'm never fucked up to where I can't whoop your ass
Your neck will get snapped wit bear hands, fuck music
Is he rappin� is cool but fool don't confuse it
What happens these dudes get rude and then I lose it?
I'm scandals
I blow your two kids off the atlas
With a gat that's bigger
Then Godzilla�s back nigga
You are not real and in fact
Your fruity effect of a crack dealer
Y'all president sends me smack
Den got a mack 10 with it
So I ain't gotta rap
But I'm thankful for that
Don't mistaken me black
Or you be stankin� in back of a fuckin� Cadillac
[Eminem]
I'ma get snuffed
Cause I ain't said enough to pipe down
I pipe down when the White House is whipped out
When I see that �lil Cheany dike get snipped out
Lights out, bitch, adios, goodnight
Now put that in your �lil pipe and bite down
Think for a minute cause the hype has 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. Doloris Tucker slut to suck a dick
Motherfucker, duck, what the fuck, son of a bitch
Take away my gun and I'm a tuck some other shit
Can't tell me shit about the tricks of this trade
Switch blade with a �lil switch to switch blades
Switch from a 6 to a 16 inch blade
Shits like a samurai sword, a sensei
Shit just don't change to this day
I'm this way still
�Til I utslay itchbay
Ucksay my ickday
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But uckfay a igpay
[50 Cent]
This Rap Game
This Rap Game
I ain't sellin� my soul for this Rap Game
I ain't diggin� a whole for this Rap Game
Man I'm tellin� ya, no it ain't happenin�
This Rap Game
This Rap Game
I ain't sellin� my soul for this Rap Game
I ain't diggin� a whole for this Rap Game
This Rap Game
This Rap Game
[Kon Artis]
I bet you rather me
Drink and drown in my own iniquity
But fuck that, I'ma rap �til you all get sick of me
And clutch my nut sack and spit on who pick on me
I'm hittin� a rock next, fuck a dogg who sickin� me
I'm sayin� you motherfuckers don't know and quit playin�
If I'm broke then I'm brakin� open the place where you layin�
You know, same shit every nigga done in his life
I lived it, that's why I speak on what 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 mean we ain't buyin� on what they say is wack
[Kuniva]
I walk in the party and just start bustin�
Right after I hear the last verse, I'm self-destruction
This liquor make me wanna blast the chrome
To let you know the time without Morris Day and Jerome
I'm low down and shifty, quickly, called Swifty
To do a drive by on a 10-speed with "50"
You feelin� lucky? Squeeze
I catch you outside of Chucky Cheese
Well, just see, who be an unlucky G
My life style is unstable, a partyin� attic
They said no fightin� in the club so I brought me a matic
Coughin� ecstatic, I jump niggas, call me a rabbit
Popin� a tablet, and guns that saw you in half
[50 Cent]
Believe me
We run this rap shit fo shizzie
Make makin� millions look easy
Every where ya turn you see me
You hear me
Believe me
For ya see my pistol in 3-D
No time to call a peace treaty
Dial 9-1-1 cause you need de
Police to help you, believe me
[Proof]
I snatch the tongue from the sidewalk and piss on the curb
This is absurd
These street niggas twistin� my words
We finally could
Say goodbye to Hollywood
Cause Proof and Shaun
Share nuttin� in common
The nastiest band
With gats in each hand
We never bomb down to be a flash and a pan
No remorse
Fuck you stature, dogg
Nuttin� to do with hands when I clap at y'all
Put your jaw on the ground
With the 4 and a pound
I'm goin� out of town
For the long come around
So we can battle with raps
So we can battle with gats
Matter fact, we can battle with plaques
[50 Cent]
This Rap Game
[Bizarre]
I'm too fuckin� retarded
I don't give a fuck about my dick
That's why I'm datin� Loraina Bobbet
My crew had an argument
Who was the largest
Now they all is dead
And I'm rollin� 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 stoned in the snow
With no where to go
Freezin� 20 below
Forced to join bail tip Dafoe
My little girl, she shouldn't be listenin� to these lyrics
That's why I glued the headphones to her ear to make sure she hear it
If rap don't work, I'm startin� a group with Garth Brooks (hahhaha)
50, sing the hook
[50 Cent]
This Rap Game
This Rap Game
I ain't sellin� my soul for this Rap Game
I ain't diggin� a whole for this Rap Game
Man I'm tellin� ya, no it ain't happenin�
This Rap Game
This Rap Game
I ain't sellin� my soul for this Rap Game
I ain't diggin� a whole for this Rap Game
This Rap Game
This Rap Game
