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Eminem - Rap Game Song Lyrics
Artist Eminem
Album 8 Mile
Released October 29, 2002
Label Interscope Records
Song Rap Game
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The rap game,
Hip hop 101,
The hardest 9 ta 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,

The rap game motherfucker...

Verse 1

I?m like this rufted nigga, you made me crazy,
You should have slaved me as a baby,
Behavin shadier the wes craven,
And you ain?t even gotta pay me,
I take pleasure of layin a nigga down daily,
You face me, fuck it?s over, you think fast,
I?m never fucked up to where I cant whip your ass,
Your neck will get snaped with bare hands,
Fuck you, they say rappin is cool,
But fool just don?t confuse it,
What happens is you?s get rude and then I loose it,
I?m scatless (? ? ), I blow your two ears off the atless,
With a gat thats bigger then godzilla back nigga,
You are not will?in, in fact, your through to ya factered (? ? ),
A crack dealer, your president sends me smack
And got a mac 10 with it so I ain?t gotta rap,
I?m thankfull for that, don?t mistaken me black,
Or you?ll be stinkin in the back of a fuckin cadalak...

I?m a get snuffed cause I ain?t said enough to pipe down,
I pipe down when the fuckin (blanked) whipped out,
When I see that little (blanked) dyke get sniped out,
Lights out bitch, odioss, goodnight (blowe)
Now put that in your little pipe and whipe down,
Think for a minute cause the hype had died down,
That I wont 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 seat of laws, tell that slut ta suck a dick,
Motherfucker ducked, what the fuck, son of a bitch,
Take away my gun, I?m gonna talk some other shit,
Cant tell me shit about the tricks of this trade,
Switch blade with a little switch to switch blades
And switch from a 6 to a 16 inch blade,
The shits like a samari sword, a censay,
Shit just don?t change ta this day,
I?m this way still tell that ut-slay its-bay,
I?m a say my ick-day, choose my ick-pay,
Addenlay, but uck-fay, ick-kay...

Chorus 1

This rap game, this rap game,
I ain?t sell?in my soul for this rap game,
Now I ain?t digg?in no hole for this rap game,
But I?m tellin ya no it ain?t happenin..

This rap game, this rap game,
I ain?t sell?in my soul for this rap game,
I ain?t digg?in no hole for this rap game,
This rap game, this rap game...

Verse 2

I bet ya lovin me (? ? ), drink and drown in my own iniquity,
But fuck that, I?m gonna rap till y?all get sick of me,
And clutch my last sack, it?s been all who big on me,
I?m pickin a rot mix, fuck the dog who single me,
I?m saying you motherfuckers, don?t know?ith, who playin,
If I?m broke, then I?m brakin open the place where you layin,
You know, same she every nigga done in his life,
I livin this why (? ? ), speak long (? ? ), what I blow when I write,
So why, should i, ever fear another man, if he bleed like I bleed,
Take a piss when he stand, ok you win, you can say we cant rap
But no shots (? ? ), never me (? ? ), you never (? ? ), and I don?t wanna (? ? ),
When they say it was wack...

I walk in the party and just start bustin,
Right after I hear the last verse of self destruction,
This liquer makes me wanna blast the chrome,
To let you know that time without morse dangerom (? ? ), (nigga)
I low down and shifty, quickly call swifty,
To do a drive-by on the ten speed with fifty,
You feelin lucky squeeze, I catch you outside of chucky cheese,
With you see (? ? ) who be 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 nigga?s call me a rabbit,
Pop in the tavern and guns are so just irratic...

Chorus 2

Believe me, we run this rap shit forchezy,
Make makin millions look easy,
Everywhere you turn you see me,
You hear me..

Believe me, you see my pistol and three dead,
No time to call the peace treaty,
Dial 911 cause you need the...,
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Shit,man I been livin a hateful world out here with these pussy ass niggas dog. Like that nigga 50 cent and punk ass nigga Snoop Dogg. Mic check 2 nigga, Mike Jones up in this bitch. I got my mama suckin my dick right now ya heard so get back at me, punk ass nigga Slim Thug. yo check this out,Slim Thug is a little bitch, I pulled up at his house with my gack and he ran back in and came back out with a little tack. Then I was like wat the hell is that, little pussy, he was like, Mike don't hurt me! I'm just a little pussy and couldn't think of anything else except this dog$ Like I said, Back then didn't won't me, now i'm hot all me. Em take it away; Alright here I go, let me spit it to you good my peoples. Look check it this out, The Game and T.I. are like my homies but then again they look like my bolongi. Moldey lookin and shady actin niggas. But I am a pro at this game naw yetta betta nigga I'm in the hallafame. Peice out my niggas.
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