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All Real 50 Cent Fans Come Read This
NOW THIS I DIDN'T WRITE I FOUND IT ON JA'S WEBSITE THAT SOMEONE POSTED AND THOUGHT IT WAS FUNNY AND SO REAL
I got something to prove, so I’m starting on you,
That rap that you wrote, a 5 year old could even do.
Disrespecting Pac’s memory, with your ‘So Much Pain’,
Shaved your head bald, so you could try looking the same.
Bandana’s, tattoos, even a similar chain,
Rapper who can sing? I wouldn’t state that again.
You got the same bitch, singing your hooks,
Can’t you find someone else? Go ahead; take a look.
You and Pac were tight right? That’s why you diss Slim?
Because you were introduced, doesn’t mean you know him.
50 cent spits the truth, about the way that you do,
DMX got big before you, so who’s copying who?
Nothing original, ever flows from your pen,
All them rhymes you be spitting? Did you even write them?
How could you have endured, oh so much stress?
You poor little boy, here, have a Kleenex.
Don't live for the fame, I live for this music,
Hip Hop's my life; fuck those who abuse it.
Wait, lemme pause, these words you probably don’t understand,
Top of the charts? Yea, thanks to Britney Spears fans.
Something to be proud of? I didn’t think so,
You call yourself rap? You got a long way to go.
Ja rule or Ja fool, I’ll let the world choose,
Your persona’s a joke; you care more about shoes.
You’re always away; your wife needs something more,
Them kids that you got, are you even sure that they’re yours?
You spit on a mixtape, now start dissing Dre,
But with the way you act homie, how do we know you’re not gay?
The shit you put out, ain’t enough for a pass,
I can’t wait to Slim Shady lyrically assassinates your ass.
Lil Mo made your song hot and this the thanks that she gets?
Still I haven’t seen Ashanti sell as many records as her yet.
Guess you know how to pick them, you and your crew,
If it wasn’t for them ‘snitches’ the world would’ve forgotten ‘bout you.
Your vocabulary’s limited, check your dictionary out,
And again prove to me, that you’re an uneducated lout.
Who thinks that he gangsta, with what he’s paid to say,
Seems somebody’s been listening to too much Suge Knight today.
You always ‘rap’ about, the same constant shit,
Even Bill O’Reilly’s tired of hearing you spit.
Better watch out for Charli Bmore, somebody might hurt her,
Then we’ll see who’ll be screaming out, ‘It’s Muuuurder’.
You couldn’t come up with this, no matter how much you write,
And if you already didn’t know, guess what huh, I’m white!
Fuck Ja fool n the rest of Biters INC especially Ashanti's wanna-be-Aaliyah ass!
3 hugz,2 kisses,1 love
~*Ivory$horty*~
I got something to prove, so I’m starting on you,
That rap that you wrote, a 5 year old could even do.
Disrespecting Pac’s memory, with your ‘So Much Pain’,
Shaved your head bald, so you could try looking the same.
Bandana’s, tattoos, even a similar chain,
Rapper who can sing? I wouldn’t state that again.
You got the same bitch, singing your hooks,
Can’t you find someone else? Go ahead; take a look.
You and Pac were tight right? That’s why you diss Slim?
Because you were introduced, doesn’t mean you know him.
50 cent spits the truth, about the way that you do,
DMX got big before you, so who’s copying who?
Nothing original, ever flows from your pen,
All them rhymes you be spitting? Did you even write them?
How could you have endured, oh so much stress?
You poor little boy, here, have a Kleenex.
Don't live for the fame, I live for this music,
Hip Hop's my life; fuck those who abuse it.
Wait, lemme pause, these words you probably don’t understand,
Top of the charts? Yea, thanks to Britney Spears fans.
Something to be proud of? I didn’t think so,
You call yourself rap? You got a long way to go.
Ja rule or Ja fool, I’ll let the world choose,
Your persona’s a joke; you care more about shoes.
You’re always away; your wife needs something more,
Them kids that you got, are you even sure that they’re yours?
You spit on a mixtape, now start dissing Dre,
But with the way you act homie, how do we know you’re not gay?
The shit you put out, ain’t enough for a pass,
I can’t wait to Slim Shady lyrically assassinates your ass.
Lil Mo made your song hot and this the thanks that she gets?
Still I haven’t seen Ashanti sell as many records as her yet.
Guess you know how to pick them, you and your crew,
If it wasn’t for them ‘snitches’ the world would’ve forgotten ‘bout you.
Your vocabulary’s limited, check your dictionary out,
And again prove to me, that you’re an uneducated lout.
Who thinks that he gangsta, with what he’s paid to say,
Seems somebody’s been listening to too much Suge Knight today.
You always ‘rap’ about, the same constant shit,
Even Bill O’Reilly’s tired of hearing you spit.
Better watch out for Charli Bmore, somebody might hurt her,
Then we’ll see who’ll be screaming out, ‘It’s Muuuurder’.
You couldn’t come up with this, no matter how much you write,
And if you already didn’t know, guess what huh, I’m white!
Fuck Ja fool n the rest of Biters INC especially Ashanti's wanna-be-Aaliyah ass!
3 hugz,2 kisses,1 love
~*Ivory$horty*~
