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[Bizarre] â€˜The Rap Gameâ€™ Hip-hop 1-0-1 The hardest 9 to 5 you will ever have You canâ€™t learn this shit in no history-book You ready to rap motherfucker? You ready to sell your soul... gheh-gheh-gheh â€˜The Rap Gameâ€™ Motherfucker [Swifty] Iâ€™m a disruptive nigger You made me crazy You should a slayed me as a baby Behavinâ€™ shadier than Wes Craven And you ainâ€™t even gotta pay me I take pleasure of layinâ€™ a nigga down daily You face me drunk of sober Youâ€™ll faint fast Iâ€™m never fucked up to where I canâ€™t whoop your ass Your neck will get snapped wit bear hands, fuck music Is he rappinâ€™ is cool but fool donâ€™t confuse it What happens these dudes get rude and then I lose it? Iâ€™m scandals I blow your two kids off the atlas With a gat thatâ€™s bigger Then Godzillaâ€™s back nigga You are not real and in fact Your fruity effect of a crack dealer Yâ€™all president sends me smack Den got a mack 10 with it So I ainâ€™t gotta rap But Iâ€™m thankful for that Donâ€™t mistaken me black Or you be stankinâ€™ in back of a fuckinâ€™ Cadillac [Eminem] Iâ€™ma get snuffed Cause I ainâ€™t said enough to pipe down I pipe down when the White House is whipped out When I see that â€˜lil Cheany dike get snipped out Lights out, bitch, adios, goodnight Now put that in your â€˜lil pipe and bite down Think for a minute cause the hype has died down That I wonâ€™t go up in the oval office right now And flip whatever ainâ€™t tied down upside down Iâ€™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 Iâ€™m a tuck some other shit Canâ€™t tell me shit about the tricks of this trade Switch blade with a â€˜lil switch to switch blades Switch from a 6 to a 16 inch blade Shits like a samurai sword, a sensei Shit just donâ€™t change to this day Iâ€™m this way still â€˜Til I utslay itchbay Ucksay my ickday â€˜Scuse my igpay atinlay But uckfay a igpay [50 Cent] This Rap Game, This Rap Game I ainâ€™t sellinâ€™ my soul for this Rap Game I ainâ€™t digginâ€™ a whole for this Rap Game But Iâ€™m tellinâ€™ ya, no it ainâ€™t happeninâ€™ This Rap Game, This Rap Game I ainâ€™t sellinâ€™ my soul for this Rap Game I ainâ€™t digginâ€™ 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, Iâ€™ma rap â€˜til you all get sick of me And clutch my nut sack and spit on who pick on me Iâ€™m hittinâ€™ a rock next, fuck a dogg who sickinâ€™ me Iâ€™m sayinâ€™ you motherfuckers donâ€™t know and quit playinâ€™ If Iâ€™m broke then Iâ€™m brakinâ€™ open the place where you layinâ€™ You know, same shit every nigga done in his life I lived it, thatâ€™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 canâ€™t rap But no source never mean we ainâ€™t buyinâ€™ on what they say is wack [Kuniva] I walk in the party and just start bustinâ€™ Right after I hear the last verse, Iâ€™m self-destruction This liquor make me wanna blast the chrome To let you know that time without more is gettinâ€™ Jerome Iâ€™m low down and shifty, quickly, called Swifty To do a drive by on a 10-speed with "50" You feelinâ€™ lucky? Squeeze I catch you outside of Chucky Cheese Well, just see, who be an unlucky G My life style is unstable, a partyinâ€™ attic They said no fightinâ€™ in the club so I brought me a matic Coughinâ€™ ecstatic, I jump niggas, call me a rabbit Popinâ€™ a tablet, and guns that saw you in half [50 Cent] Believe me We run this rap shit fo shizzie Make makinâ€™ 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 twistinâ€™ my words We finally could Say goodbye to Hollywood Cause Proof and Shaun Share nuttinâ€™ 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 Nuttinâ€™ to do with hands when I clap at yâ€™all Put your jaw on the ground With the 4 and a pound Iâ€™m goinâ€™ 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] Iâ€™m too fuckinâ€™ retarded I donâ€™t give a fuck about my dick Thatâ€™s why Iâ€™m datinâ€™ Loraina Bobbet My crew had an argument Who was the largest Now they all is dead And Iâ€™m rollinâ€™ as a solo artist Plus I made all the beats and wrote all the raps Well, I really didnâ€™t But I did accordinâ€™ to this contract I was stoned in the snow With no where to go Freezinâ€™ 20 below Forced to join bail tip Dafoe My little girl, she shouldnâ€™t be listeninâ€™ to these lyrics Thatâ€™s why I glued the headphones to her ear to make sure she hear it If rap donâ€™t work, Iâ€™m startinâ€™ a group with Garth Brooks (hahhaha) 50, sing the hook [50 Cent] This Rap Game, This Rap Game I ainâ€™t sellinâ€™ my soul for this Rap Game I ainâ€™t digginâ€™ a whole for this Rap Game But Iâ€™m tellinâ€™ ya, no it ainâ€™t happeninâ€™ This Rap Game, This Rap Game I ainâ€™t sellinâ€™ my soul for this Rap Game I ainâ€™t digginâ€™ a whole for this Rap Game This Rap Game, This Rap Game .