Holy moley, the Roley icey, Oyster perpetualĭiamonds blinkin like hazards, take a look at it I’ll have that ass sprintin towards the door when I back outĭon’t do it, don’t you do it, don’t you do it – don’t don’t don’t make me center you I’m tryin to say I want you motherfuckers to act out You come through on some pretty shit, get outlined in chalk “We on that gritty shitty city shit, New York, New York On “Queens” it sounds like he’s getting it back: The problem is that it’s hard to have that same fire and passion you did when you had to hustle for every last dollar. When you get a little success it’s hard not to be living lavish, enjoying the fruits of all your gold and platinum plaques, the franchise of artists under your wing and the deals for movies and video games that follow. For more than a few years there the hunger 50 Cent had was fading, which is a natural and hard to avoid consequence of coming up from having nothing. Whether he “fell off” or not shouldn’t even be the issue – the real issue should be whether or not 50 is MOTIVATED. It’s probably better if 50 Cent feels doubted and disrespected right now. I Get Money, that wasn’t hot? So tell me when I fell off? Yeah, when I gave you motherfuckers what you asked for, with Before I Self Destruct, you looked at me and was like ‘We cool Fif’!'” Fuck they gon’ say, what, the Curtis album? Okay so #1’s not good enough. “If a nigga say I fell off, all I want you to do is ask him when. He doesn’t waste any time getting his respect back on the album’s opening track “Body On It.” Over the menacing piano melody laid down by Jake 1, he marks “a decade of hot shit” with his spit, then uses the outro of said same song to REALLY make his feelings clear. Well that and the fact 50 feels the hip-hop community is taking him for granted right now. That’s all the reason 50 Cent needs to drop “The Big 10” right now. It’s been ten years since 50 Cent Is the Future. "Throw it on the blogs, ain’t shit they can take from us / We both had the west on lock for 8 summers / I’m tryna bubble like the Gap this season."Ĭlearly, Game is looking to make a statement on this one, taking no prisoners ahead of his upcoming 30-song album. For more where that came from, be sure to check out "72 Bar Assassin" below and voice your thoughts in the comments below.“It’s The Big 10.
"Might fuck Kim K on a Waverunner in Wave Runners," he raps. Picking up where he left off on that notorious unreleased track left off, Game once again sets his sights on Kim Kardashian. Though it's likely the collaborative ship has sailed, it remains a nice display of closure to a long-running and oft-fractured hip-hop narrative.Īnd of course, it wouldn't be a Game track without a messy line or two. It's also interesting to see Game embracing his ties to G-Unit, reaching out to Lloyd Banks and making it clear he respects the Punchline King's creativity. It's perhaps appropriate that he used the opportunity to address 50, as the song does share similarities to Fif's own controversial "How To Rob." Not nearly as conceptually driven, but certainly evocative in the sheer volume of high-profile names Games drags into the mix. "Shoutout to Lloyd Banks, album go hard, n***a / Tell Curtis to give you one of them bulletproof cars / You supposed to do your squad like Yo Gotti do ’em/ Therefore it’s still the Unit long as I can still move ’em."ĭavid Wolff - Patrick/Redferns/Getty Images "Can’t see me now, couldn’t see me with Young Buck and them," he raps, circling back to his days on the G-Unit label. "Puffin’ on a blunt of gas, just to talk about a Verzuz with 50 Tell Swizzy, ‘I need a hundred, cash’" he spits, before taking an even deeper stroll down memory lane. He also mentions his former rival 50 Cent, making it abundantly clear that while he is indeed open to the idea of a reconciliatory Verzuz, it won't come on the cheap.
"And I don’t give a fuck what Diddy say, my semi spray." Doubtless, Game doesn't exactly appreciate the native New Yorker attempting to declare dominion over his sacred turf. “King of New York, King of L.A.," he spits, a clear allusion to Puff's recent claim.
Following Diddy's inevitably eyebrow-raising declaration of Los Angeles kingship, Game made sure to offer up a few words in response.