D12 - Rap Game lyrics

[Bizarre]
‘The Rap Game´
Hip-hop 1-0-1
The hardest 9 to 5 you´ll ever have
You can not learn this shit in no history-book
You ready to rap motherf*cker?
You ready to sell your soul...
gheh-gheh-gheh
‘The Rap Game´
Motherf*cker

[Swifty]
I am a disruptive nigger
You made me crazy
You should a slayed me as a baby
Behavin´ shadier than Wes Craven
And you aint even have got to pay me
I take pleasure of layin´ a nigga down daily
You face me drunk of sober
You will fain´t fast
I am never f*cked up to where I cannot whoop your ass
Your neck will get snapped wit bear hands, f*ck music
Is he rappin´ is cool but fool don´t confuse it
What happens these dudes get rude & then I lose it?
I am scandals
I blow your two kids off the atlas
With a gat that is bigger
Then Godzilla´s back nigga
You´re not real & in fact
Your fruity effect of a crack dealer
Y´all president sends me smack
Den got a mack 10 with it
So I aint have got to rap
But I am thankful for that
Don´t mistaken me black
Or you be stankin´ in back of a f*ckin´ Cadillac

[Eminem]
I ama get snuffed
Cause I aint 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 & bite down
Think for a minute cause the hype has died down
That I would not go up in the oval office right now
And flip whatever aint tied down upside down
I am all for America, f*ck the government
Tell that C. Doloris Tucker slut to suck a dick
Motherf*cker, duck, what the f*ck, son of a bitch
Take away my gun & I am 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 am this way suntil
‘Til I utslay itchbay
Ucksay my ickday
‘Scuse my igpay atinlay
But uckfay a igpay

[50 Cent]
This Rap Game
This Rap Game
I aint sellin´ my soul for this Rap Game
I aint diggin´ a whole for this Rap Game
Man I am tellin´ ya, no it aint happenin´
This Rap Game
This Rap Game
I aint sellin´ my soul for this Rap Game
I aint diggin´ a whole for this Rap Game
This Rap Game
This Rap Game

[Kon Artis]
I bet you rather me
Drink & drown in my own iniquity
But f*ck that, I ama rap ‘til you all get sick of me
And clutch my nut sack & spit on who pick on me
I am hittin´ a rock next, f*ck a dogg who sickin´ me
I am sayin´ you motherf*ckers don´t know & quit playin´
If I am broke then I am brakin´ open the place where you layin´
You know, same shit every nigga done in his life
I lived it, that is 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 & he stand
Ok, you win... you can say we can not rap
But no source never mean we aint buyin´ on what they say is wack

[Kuniva]
I walk in the party & just start bustin´
Right after I hear the last verse, I am self-destruction
This liquor make me want to blast the chrome
To let you know the time without Morris Day & Jerome
I am low down & 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, & 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 & piss on the curb
This is absurd
These street niggas twistin´ my words
We finally could
Say goodbye to Hollywood
Cause Proof & Shaun
Share nuttin´ in common
The nastiest band
With gats in each hand
We never bomb down to be a flash & a pan
No remorse
F*ck you stature, dogg
Nuttin´ to do with hands when I clap at y´all
Put your jaw on the ground
With the 4 & a pound
I am 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 am too f*ckin´ retarded
I do not give a f*ck about my dick
That is why I am datin´ Loraina Bobbet
My crew had an argument
Who was the largest
Now they all is dead
And I am rollin´ as a solo artist
Plus I made all the beats & 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 is why I glued the headphones to her ear to make sure she hear it
If rap don´t work, I am startin´ a group with Garth Brooks (hahhaha)
50, sing the hook

[50 Cent]
This Rap Game
This Rap Game
I aint sellin´ my soul for this Rap Game
I aint diggin´ a whole for this Rap Game
Man I am tellin´ ya, no it aint happenin´
This Rap Game
This Rap Game
I aint sellin´ my soul for this Rap Game
I aint diggin´ a whole for this Rap Game
This Rap Game
This Rap Game

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