Минус Eminem feat. D12 - Rap game

Текст (слова) песни Eminem feat. D12 - Rap game:

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,
Ha,ha,ha,ha,

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 aint even gotta pay me,
I take pleasure of layin a nigga down daily,
you face me, fuck its 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 dont 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 aint gotta rap,
i m thankfull for that, dont mistaken me black,
or you ll be stinkin in the back of a fuckin cadalak...

(Eminem)
I m a get snuffed cause I aint 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 aint 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 dont 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
(Eminem)

this rap game, this rap game,
I aint sell in my soul for this rap game,
now I aint digg in no hole for this rap game,
but i m tellin ya no it aint happenin..

this rap game, this rap game,
I aint sell in my soul for this rap game,
I aint 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 yall get sick of me,
and clutch my last sack, its been all who big on me,
i m pickin a rot mix, fuck the dog who single me,
i m saying you motherfuckers, dont 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 dont 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..