Rap Fraud Freestyle Lyrics
(Intro)
Dear Marshall Bruce Mathers the third
Sorry it had to come to this man, but
You left us no choice
So we gon' play a little game
You take our shit, we take your shit
This is another Hotstylz freestyle
Hashtag Rap Fraud-
Let's send this nigga back to rehab
(Verse 1)
What kind of name is Marshall Bruce Mathers III?
That means there's two other Marshall Bruce Mathers motherfuckers walkin' around (Yo ass stupid nigga)
I think you stupid man, taking our shit, Eminem you foul, that's a single? How?
You ain't ask nor nigga reach out a hand, did you make Rap God (?)
Rule number 1: When you pay homage; try to get in touch with the rap artist
Just say, "dude I fucks with y'all," but you went ahead and used the shit regardless
One hit wonder, that might be true. But it don't matter how many songs you do
Up and coming rappers this might be you. If they infringe on the copyright, sue
I do know one thing though: Eminem stole Hotstylz' flow. Sony said I'mma get paid one day
Depending on how many records get sold
(Verse 2)
Alright, let me get my Eminem voice ready. Let me plug my nose. Mic check
Hey, my name's Marshall and I'm an addict, I steal people's shit without giving em credit
Except JJ Fad, ay wait fag, I'm ready to chop you up and put you up in a bag. (Woo)
Ay, why they mad? Cause, we one hit wonders... But your gritty ass had to go and take that one hit from us
Now it's, time to attack, back with aluminum bats, I'm giving you new hits
But (?) of your noggin, yo we got a problem, where's the kryptonite, that oughta solve em
Just in case, where's the revolver? This karma, is coming back
Ay, Sony, cut the fuckin' check
(Verse 3)
Switch!
This old ass rapper stole some shit from my band
Now I got a Walgreens plastic bag, coverin' about half of his head
This old ass rapper stole some shit from my band
Now I got a Walgreens plastic bag, coverin' about half of his head
See I hate when when people try to take my style and (?)
Where's my rubber band gun? If you were gonna jack us at least you could've used some (?) you damn bum
See I'm a war machine, but I'mma hit you with Ironman, and see your way back to your future retirement
And I'mma finish it and leave none partial, go back generations and kill all three Marshall's
Ain't that right, Bruce? That's the truth man, here comes the Batman, with no Bruce Wayne
See we're the shit bitch, you're just a poop stain. I see Hailie with knee pads, is the cooch clean?
And she the prom queen, but the king was fat so congrats I think your daughter just became a rat
Hello
You did this to yourself. (Hi Hailie!)
(Verse 4)
His tail pipe got a banana in it
He the only rapper I know wear a (?) and a (?) bandana
Slim Shady, face look bad like it got rabies
What kinda woman gave him a baby?
Oh the Kim lady, ain't heard nothing about her lately
Well, Interscope been a joke, Eminem get your (?), D12 get ran over with a V12
Go to Shade 45, bust in with a 45, shoot up everything, tell Sway better run and hide
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Tell Jimmy Iovine, "I don't want no problems, just get me a pair of headphones and I'm good."
Headphones? Fuck that. So lick a dick with syphilis and kiss glass
I bet you like little girls, kick ass
His ass prolly get beat, like an inmate on a ten year, (?)
Wait, see all you had to do was give us credit
In the booklet, embedded, in the words right after your lyrics, and maybe a video appearance
(?) but no now, no words can express it. We're no longer indebted, but you indebted, give me that motherfucking check bitch
(Verse 5)
Nowadays, Eminem wanna talk, everybody knows he's gay, he walks around trynna get his booty licked
I heard he fucked 50 Cent, and now he wanna act like he forgot about Ray
And no way you forgot about me, but when I looked in the album credits I seen JJ Fad and not H-O-T?
Are you honestly saying that you forgot something important or are you back snortin' or puting Opium in your organs?
That's why Mariah left, (?)
Hold up for a minute, and let me write you a new perscription for your addiction
And right when you start to doze off, I'mma (?) and I'mma start the lynchin', at supersonic speed, (?)
Giving your daughter some of the D, (?) have a baby me of (?), and when he grows up
I'ma tell him grandpa was a fag, a bitch nigga, that's why I crossed him off my hit list, nigga
(Verse 6)
Eminem is a, plagiarist and a, drug user addicted to crack
If I catch him the street I'll sell him dummy bags of coke
Snort, snort, snort, snort
He stole our lyrics, without permission
Fuck (?), if you liked our shit so much you could've reached out to our guys or even Young Joc
(Outro)
Etcetera, etcetera
Matter fact, come to think of it...
8 Mile ain't even in Detroit man
8 Mile is not in Detroit buddy, come on!
(Hotstylz, that's who the fuck we is nigga.)
