Rap Game
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(Bizarre)
'The Rap Game'
Hip-hop 1-0-1
The hardest 9 to 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

(Swifty)
I'm a disruptive nigger
You made me crazy
You should a slayed me as a baby
Behavin' shadier than Wes Craven
And you ain't even gotta pay me
I take pleasure of layin' a nigga down daily

You face me drunk of sober, you'll faint fast
I'm never fucked up to where I can't whoop your ass
Your neck will get snapped wit bear hands, fuck music
Is he rappin' is cool but fool don't confuse it

What happens these dudes get rude and then I lose it?
I'm scandals, I blow your two kids off the atlas
With a gat that's bigger than Godzilla's back nigga
You are not real and in fact
Your fruity effect of a crack dealer

Y'all president sends me smack
Den 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 be stankin' in back of a fuckin' Cadillac

(Eminem)
I'ma get snuffed
'Cause I ain't said enough to pipe down
I pipe down when the White House is whiped out
When I see that 'lil Cheany dike get sniped out
Lights out, bitch, adios, goodnight

Now put that in your 'lil pipe and bite down
Think for a minute 'cause the hype has 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 C. Doloris Tucker slut to suck a dick
Motherfucker, duck, what the fuck, son of a bitch
Take away my gun and I'm a tuck some other shit

Can't tell me shit about the tricks of this trade
Switch blade with a li'l 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'm this way still till I utslay itchbay
Ucksay my ickday
'Scuse my igpay atinlay
But uckfay a igpay

(50 Cent)
This Rap Game
This Rap Game
I ain't sellin' my soul for this rap game
I ain't diggin' a whole for this rap game
This Rap Game
This Rap Game
I ain't sellin' my soul for this rap game
I ain't diggin' a whole for this rap game

Man I'm tellin' ya, no it ain't happenin'
This Rap Game
This Rap Game
I ain't sellin' my soul for this Rap Game
I ain't diggin' a whole for this Rap Game
This Rap Game
This Rap Game

(Kon Artis)
I bet you rather me
Drink and drown in my own iniquity
But fuck that, I'ma rap 'til you all get sick of me
And clutch my nut sack and spit on who pick on me
I'm hittin' a rock next, fuck a dogg who sickin' me

I'm sayin' you motherfuckers don't know and quit playin'
If I'm broke then I'm brakin' open the place where you layin'
You know, same shit every nigga done in his life
I lived it, that's 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 and he stand
Ok, you win, you can say we can't rap
But no source never mean we ain't buyin' on what they say is wack

(Kuniva)
I walk in the party and just start bustin'
Right after I hear the last verse, I'm self-destruction
This liquor make me wanna blast the chrome
To let you know the time without Morris Day and Jerome

I'm low down and 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' addict
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 and 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 911 cause you need de
Police to help you, believe me

(Proof)
I snatch the tongue from the sidewalk and piss on the curb
This is absurd, these street niggas twistin' my words
We finally could say goodbye to Hollywood
Cause Proof and Shaun share nuttin' in common

The nastiest band with gats in each hand
We never bomb down to be a flash and a pan
No remorse, fuck you stature, dogg
Nuttin' to do with hands when I clap at y'all

Put your jaw on the ground with the 4 and a pound
I'm goin' out of town for the long come around
So we can battle with raps, we can battle with gats
Matter fact, we can battle with plaques

(50 Cent)
This Rap Game

(Bizarre)
I'm too fuckin' retarded
I don't give a fuck about my dick
That's why I'm datin' Loraina Bobbet
My crew had an argument
Who was the largest
Now they all is dead
And I'm rollin' as a solo artist

Plus I made all the beats and 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 Bell Biv Devoe

My little girl, she shouldn't be listenin' to these lyrics
That's why I glued the headphones to her ear to make sure she hear it
If rap don't work, I'm startin' a group with Garth Brooks (hahhaha)
50, sing the hook

(50 Cent)
This Rap Game
This Rap Game
I ain't sellin' my soul for this Rap Game
I ain't diggin' a whole for this Rap Game
Man I'm tellin' ya, no it ain't happenin'
This Rap Game
This Rap Game
I ain't sellin' my soul for this Rap Game
I ain't diggin' a whole for this Rap Game




This Rap Game
This Rap Game

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "The Rap Game" by Bizarre, Swifty, Eminem, 50 Cent, Kuniva and Proof from the movie 8 Mile are a commentary on the competitive and cutthroat world of hip hop. The verses are full of aggressive language and violent imagery, with rappers boasting about their skills and willingness to take down their opponents. The chorus, however, expresses a resistance to selling out or compromising one's integrity for fame and fortune within the rap game.


Swifty's verse stands out as particularly violent, telling his opponents that he takes pleasure in laying them down and threatening to snap their necks with his bear hands. Eminem's verse is just as aggressive, taking on political figures like Dick Cheney and C. Dolores Tucker and bragging about his ability to flip the White House upside down. Kuniva's verse reflects on the life experiences that inspired him to rap and his refusal to be afraid of anyone, while Proof's verse is full of wordplay and boasts about his lyrical ability and willingness to "clap at y'all".


Overall, the lyrics to "The Rap Game" offer a dark and gritty portrayal of the hip-hop industry and the challenges faced by aspiring artists who want to make it big without losing themselves in the process.


Line by Line Meaning

The Rap Game
Hip-hop 1-0-1


The hardest 9 to 5 you will ever have
A demanding job that requires constant dedication and hard work


You can't learn this shit in no history-book
This is a skill that cannot be obtained through traditional education


You ready to rap motherfucker?
Are you prepared to showcase your skills in the rap industry?


You ready to sell your soul?
Are you willing to compromise your values and integrity for success?


'The Rap Game' Motherfucker
The harsh reality of the rap industry


I'm a disruptive nigger
I am an unpredictable and provocative individual


You made me crazy
Your actions and behavior have driven me to madness


You should a slayed me as a baby
It would have been better if you had killed me when I was an infant


Behavin' shadier than Wes Craven
Engaging in deceitful and suspicious activities


And you ain't even gotta pay me
I take pleasure in causing harm without any compensation


I take pleasure of layin' a nigga down daily
I enjoy defeating and overpowering others on a daily basis


You face me drunk of sober, you'll faint fast
Whether you are intoxicated or sober, you will be easily overwhelmed by me


I'm never fucked up to where I can't whoop your ass
I am always capable of defeating you, regardless of my mental state


Your neck will get snapped wit bear hands, fuck music
I will physically harm you with my bare hands, showing no respect for music


Is he rappin' is cool but fool don't confuse it
Rapping may seem impressive, but don't mistake it for something it's not


What happens these dudes get rude and then I lose it?
When people disrespect me, I become enraged and unpredictable


I'm scandals, I blow your two kids off the atlas
I am scandalous, willing to harm even innocent children


With a gat that's bigger than Godzilla's back nigga
I possess a firearm larger and more powerful than anything imaginable


You are not real and in fact
You lack authenticity and substance


Your fruity effect of a crack dealer
Your actions and persona mimic that of a fake drug dealer


Y'all president sends me smack
Even the president acknowledges my talent and success


Den got a mack 10 with it
I have acquired a powerful firearm, a Mack 10


So I ain't gotta rap
I don't need to rely on my rapping skills


But I'm thankful for that
I appreciate the opportunities that rap has brought me


Don't mistaken me black
Don't misunderstand my identity as a black person


Or you be stankin' in back of a fuckin' Cadillac
Or you will find yourself in a precarious situation


I'ma get snuffed
I am at risk of being physically attacked


'Cause I ain't said enough to pipe down
Because I haven't expressed my opinions and thoughts enough to be silenced


I pipe down when the White House is whiped out
I will only stay quiet when the government is completely eradicated


When I see that 'lil Cheany dike get sniped out
When I witness the vice president being eliminated


Lights out, bitch, adios, goodnight
You will be defeated and disappear from the scene


Now put that in your 'lil pipe and bite down
Consider and contemplate the consequences of your actions


Think for a minute 'cause the hype has died down
Reflect on your behavior now that the excitement has faded


That I won't go up in the oval office right now
Don't assume that I won't confront the president at this moment


And flip whatever ain't tied down upside down
I will disrupt and overturn everything that is not secure


I'm all for America, fuck the government
I support the country, but I reject the authority of the government


Tell that C. Doloris Tucker slut to suck a dick
Expressing dissatisfaction towards a prominent critic of rap music


Motherfucker, duck, what the fuck, son of a bitch
A warning to someone to be careful or face consequences


Take away my gun and I'm a tuck some other shit
If my firearm is confiscated, I will resort to alternative methods of retribution


Can't tell me shit about the tricks of this trade
You cannot provide me with any new information about the rap industry


Switch blade with a li'l switch to switch blades
I possess a switchblade knife that can switch between different blades


Switch from a 6 to a 16 inch blade
I can quickly switch from a 6-inch knife to a 16-inch knife


Shits like a samurai sword, a sensei
My weapon is comparable to a samurai sword, symbolizing my mastery of combat


Shit just don't change to this day
Things remain the same even in the present time


I'm this way still till I utslay itchbay
I will maintain my current mindset until the day I die


Ucksay my ickday
Mispronunciation of words as a form of defiance


'Scuse my igpay atinlay
Apologizing for using pig Latin as a form of communication


But uckfay a igpay
But I couldn't care less about pig Latin


I'ma disruptive nigger
I am an unpredictable and provocative individual


You made me crazy
Your actions and behavior have driven me to madness


You should a slayed me as a baby
It would have been better if you had killed me when I was an infant


Behavin' shadier than Wes Craven
Engaging in deceitful and suspicious activities


And you ain't even gotta pay me
I take pleasure in causing harm without any compensation


I take pleasure of layin' a nigga down daily
I enjoy defeating and overpowering others on a daily basis


I bet you rather me
I'm sure you prefer it if I


Drink and drown in my own iniquity
Indulge in my personal vices and sins


But fuck that, I'ma rap 'til you all get sick of me
However, I will continue rapping until everyone grows tired of me


And clutch my nut sack and spit on who pick on me
I will assert my dominance and disrespect those who mistreat me


I'm hittin' a rock next, fuck a dogg who sickin' me
I will target my enemies one by one, disregarding anyone who supports them


I'm sayin' you motherfuckers don't know and quit playin'
I'm telling you that you all have no idea what you're dealing with, so stop acting tough


If I'm broke then I'm brakin' open the place where you layin'
Even if I'm financially struggling, I will resort to robbery to get what I want


You know, same shit every nigga done in his life
You know, the same actions that every person has done at some point in their life


I lived it, that's why I speak on what I want when I write
I have experienced it firsthand, which is why I express my thoughts freely in my lyrics


So why should I ever fear another man
Therefore, I have no reason to be afraid of anyone


If he bleed like I, bleed, take a piss and he stand
Regardless of how tough someone appears, they are still vulnerable and can be defeated


Ok, you win, you can say we can't rap
Fine, if you want to claim that we can't rap


But no source never mean we ain't buyin' on what they say is wack
But just because a source says something is bad doesn't mean we won't support it


I walk in the party and just start bustin'
I enter a social gathering and immediately start firing shots


Right after I hear the last verse, I'm self-destruction
After hearing the final verse, I will cause chaos and destruction


This liquor make me wanna blast the chrome
Alcohol influences my desire to use my firearm


To let you know the time without Morris Day and Jerome
To instill fear and make a statement without relying on external influences


I'm low down and shifty, quickly, called Swifty
I am deceptive and unpredictable, often referred to as Swifty


To do a drive by on a 10-speed with '50'
To carry out a violent act while riding a bicycle equipped with '50 caliber firearms


You feelin' lucky? Squeeze
Are you feeling fortunate? Prepare for the consequences


I catch you outside of Chucky Cheese
I will confront you in an unexpected and public location


Well, just see, who be an unlucky G
You will soon find out who is the unfortunate victim


My life style is unstable, a partyin' addict
My lifestyle is chaotic and I have an addictive tendency towards partying


They said no fightin' in the club so I brought me a matic
Given the prohibition of physical altercations in the club, I have brought a firearm for protection


Coughin' ecstatic, I jump niggas, call me a rabbit
With excitement and anticipation, I quickly attack people, earning the nickname 'rabbit'


Popin' a tablet and guns that saw you in half
Consume drugs while wielding firearms that have the ability to severely harm or kill


Believe me
Trust me, have faith in what I say


We run this rap shit fo shizzie
We dominate the rap industry


Make makin' millions look easy
We make the process of earning millions appear effortless


Every where ya turn you see me, you hear me
I am omnipresent, constantly being seen and heard


For ya see my pistol in 3-D
Until you witness my gun firsthand, it's hard to comprehend the danger


No time to call a peace treaty
There is no time for negotiations or seeking peace


Dial 911 cause you need de
Call for emergency assistance because you are in danger


Police to help you, believe me
The police will assist you, trust me


I snatch the tongue from the sidewalk and piss on the curb
I assert my dominance and disrespect others openly


This is absurd, these street niggas twistin' my words
Street individuals are distorting and misinterpreting what I say


We finally could say goodbye to Hollywood
We can now bid farewell to the mainstream and commercial music industry


Cause Proof and Shaun share nuttin' in common
Because Proof and Shaun have nothing in common


The nastiest band with gats in each hand
The most ruthless and dangerous group, armed with firearms


We never bomb down to be a flash and a pan
We don't strive for short-lived success and fleeting fame


No remorse, fuck you stature, dogg
Lack of guilt or regret, I don't care about your social status


Nuttin' to do with hands when I clap at y'all
I will use my firearm instead of engaging in physical confrontation


Put your jaw on the ground with the 4 and a pound
I will astonish and shock you with a powerful weapon


I'm goin' out of town for the long come around
I will be absent for an extended period, waiting for the right opportunity


So we can battle with raps, we can battle with gats
We are prepared to compete in rap battles or engage in physical conflict


Matter fact, we can battle with plaques
We can even showcase our accomplishments and achievements as a form of competition


I'm too fuckin' retarded
I am mentally challenged


I don't give a fuck about my dick
I have no concern for my own well-being or pleasure


That's why I'm datin' Loraina Bobbet
That's why I am involved in a controversial and dysfunctional relationship


My crew had an argument
My group of friends had a disagreement


Who was the largest
Who was the most significant or influential


Now they all is dead
Now they are all deceased


And I'm rollin' as a solo artist
I am pursuing a solo career


Plus I made all the beats and wrote all the raps
I took full creative control by producing the instrumentals and writing the lyrics


Well, I really didn't, but I did accordin' to this contract
Technically, I did not have full control, but the contract implies I did


I was stoned in the snow with no where to go
I was under the influence of drugs in a cold, desperate situation


Freezin' 20 below forced to join Bell Biv Devoe
Struggling in freezing temperatures, I felt obligated to join a less successful group


My little girl, she shouldn't be listenin' to these lyrics
My daughter should not be exposed to the explicit and controversial content of these songs


That's why I glued the headphones to her ear to make sure she hear it
To ensure that she hears the music, I attached the headphones to her ears


If rap don't work, I'm startin' a group with Garth Brooks (hahhaha)
If my career in rap fails, I jokingly suggest forming a group with the country star Garth Brooks


I ain't sellin' my soul for this Rap Game
I refuse to compromise my values and morals for the sake of success in the rap industry


I ain't diggin' a whole for this Rap Game
I am not willing to sacrifice my well-being for the rap industry


Man I'm tellin' ya, no it ain't happenin'
I'm trying to emphasize that it will never happen


This Rap Game
The challenging and competitive world of rap music




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