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{Intro} Detroit City, make some *** noise
ya heard Everybody up top make some *** noise
Ohhh, yeah
[Swift] I'm a disrupted ***, you made me crazy
You should've slayed me as a baby Behaving shadier than Wes Craven
And you ain't even gotta pay me I take pleasure of laying a *** down daily
You face me, punk it's over, you'll faint fast
I'm never *** up to where I can't whoop yo' ***
Your neck'll get snapped with bare hands, *** music
Is he rapping? 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 *** off the atlas
With a gat that's bigger than Godzilla's back ***
You are not realer, in fact you'll feel the effects
Of a crack dealer, y'all presidents sends me smack
And 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'll be stanking in the back of a *** Cadillac
[Eminem] I'ma get snuffed, cause I ain't said enough
to pipe down I pipe down, when the {White House} gets wiped
out When I see that little {Cheney} *** get sniped
out Lights out, *** adios, goodnight {*gunshot*}
(AHH!) Now put that in ya little pipe and bite down
Think for a minute cause 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, *** the government
Tell that C. Delores Tucker *** to suck a ***
*** ducked, what the ***? son of a ***
Take away my gun, I'm gonna tuck some other ***
Can't tell me *** about the tricks of this trade
Switchblade, with a little switch to switch blades
And switch from a six to a sixteen inch blade ***'s like a samurai sword, a sensei!
*** just don't change to this day I'm this way, still tell that ut-slay itch-bay
Uck-say my ick-day, 'scuse my ig-pay atin-lay But uck-fay you ig-pay (FIFTY!!!!)
[Hook : 50 Cent] This rap game, this rap game
I ain't selling my soul for this rap game And I ain't digging no hole for this rap game
Man, I'm telling you, no it ain't happening This rap game, this rap game
I ain't selling my soul for this rap game I ain't digging no hole for this rap game
This rap game, this rap game
[Kon Artis] I bet you'd rather me drink and drown in my
own inequity But *** that I'mma rap until y'all all get
sick of me And clutch my nut sack and spit all who pick
at me A pitt and rott mix, *** the dogs you sic
on me I'm saying you *** don't know us,
quit playing If I'm broke, then I'm breaking up in the
place where you laying You know, same *** every *** 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 *** and he stand?
Okay, 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 bussing
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 (***) I'm low down and shifty, quickly call Swifty
To do a drive-by on the tenth speed with 50 You're feeling lucky? Squeeze
I catch you outside of Chuck E. Cheese With ya seed, you be an unlucky G
My lifestyle is unstable: a partying addict They said no fighting in the club so I brought
me a 'matic Coughing the static, I jump ***, call me
a rabbit Popping the tablet and guns that saw you in
half with
[Bridge: 50 Cent] Believe me, we run this rap ***, fo' sheezy
Make making 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 cause you need the- police to help you believe me
[Proof] I *** the chalk from the sidewalk and ***
on the curb This is absurd, these street *** twisting
my words We finally could "Say Goodbye to Hollywood"
Cause Proof and Shyne man *** nothing in common
The nastiest band with gats in each hand We never bow down to be a flash in the pan
No remorse, *** your stature dog Nothing 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
[Bizarre] (This rap game) I'm too *** retarded
I don't give a *** about my ***, that's why I'm dating Lorena Bobbitt
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 according
to this contract I was thrown in the snow with nowhere to go
Freezing 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 starting a group with Garth Brooks
Hahahaha, 50 sing the hook
[Hook] This rap game, this rap game
I ain't selling my soul for this rap game And I ain't digging no hole for this rap game
Man, I'm telling you, no it ain't happening This rap game, this rap game
I ain't selling my soul for this rap game I ain't digging no hole for this rap game
This rap game, this rap game
