I am not a gay basher (bash faggots) Shit happens y'all The rap game, hip-hop 101 The hardest nice to five you'll ever have You can't remember shit in no history book You ready to rap motherfucker? You ready to sell your soul? Ha, ha, ha, ha The rap game will fuck you

I'm a disrupted nigga, you made me crazy You shoulda slayed 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, punk it's over, you'll faint fast I've never fucked up to where I can't whoop your ass You'll neck'll will get snapped with bare hands, fuck music Is he rappin'? 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 your two kids off the atlas With a gat that's bigger then Godzilla's back, nigga You are not realer, in fact you'll feel the effects Of a crack dealer, y'all president since we smacked And got a Mac-10 with it, so I ain't gotta rap But I'm thankful for that, don't mistakin' me black 'Cause you'll be stankin' in the back of a fuckin' Cadillac

I'm a get snuffed, 'cause I ain't said enough to pipe down I pipe down when the White House is wiped out When I see that little Cheney dyke get sniped out Lights out, bitch, adios, goodnight Now put that in your little pipe and bite down Think for a minute 'cause the hype had 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 seed Deloris, tell the slut to suck a dick Motherfucker ducked, what the fuck? Son of a bitch Take away my gun, I'm gonna tuck some other shit Can't tell me shit about the tricks of this trade Switchblade, with a little switch to switch blades And switch from a six to a sixteen inch blade Shit's like a samurai sword and since he Shit just don't change to this day I'm this way, still tell that utslay itchbay Upsay my ipnay, 'scuse my igpay atinlay But uckfay, it pays

This rap game, this rap game I ain't sellin' my soul for this rap game And I ain't diggin' no hole for this rap game Man, I'm tellin you, no, it ain't happening This rap game, this rap game I ain't sellin' my soul for this rap game I ain't diggin' no hole for this rap game This rap game, this rap game

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 can't 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 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...

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..., Police to help you, believe me

I haft to tunnel from the side walk and piss on the curve This is obserde, these street nigga s twistin my words We finally could say goodbye to hollywood Cause boots and shine pants, is nothin in commin The nasty been with gasoline cans (??) We never bow down to be a flashin a pig (??)

No one must, fuck this statue dawg Nothin to do with hands when I clap with yall Put your job on the ground (??), then the dog in the pound (??) Then I m goin out of town, for the law come around So we can battle with raps, we can battle gats Matter a fact we can battle with placks

(eminem)

This rap game

(bizarre)

I m too fuckin retarted, I don t give a fuck about my dick Thats why I m date in raymond bobbet My crew had a arguement who was the largest Now they all is dead and I roll as a solo artist Plus I made the beat to all the raps Well I really didn't but I did according to this contract I was thrown in the snow with no where to go Freezin 20 below forced to join, bail shit, then blow (??) My little girl, she should nt listen to these lyrics Thats why I glued here headphones to her ears To make sure she hear it If rap don t work I m startin a group with garth brooks Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha This ain t the hook... (??)