the game Mug
born into the world as Jayceon Taylor, The Game had roots of any outstanding rapper. Living in Compton, California (Birthplace of Gangsta Rap)The Game had hard knocks at a young age. After his father was accused of raping his sister, The Game was put into custody of his grandparents. His other two brothers were sent to foster homes and sisters with them. Though they lived relatively close, The Game didin't get really involved in the family until his brother, Jevon, a Crip gang member, got shot and killed. The Game, wanting out of the hood, decided to tag along with his older brother, Big Fase 100. Fase taught him how to run the streets and set up shop. Fase, being a Blood gangmember, converted The Game into a Blood. Then, when one of his adopted brothers died, The Game went hard-core. He stole anything he could and sold everything he could. His mother, after giving him a second chance, kicked The Game out of her house. Fase and The Game then moved to the projects of a nearby city and set up shop there. A lucrative businesss, the drug trade caught the eyes of many rivals. One night, while The Game was alone in his apartment, there was a knock on the door. When he opened up, he would get shot five times. Becoming very thankful, he spent the next five months in recovery thiking about a better future. The Game asked his brother Fase to bring him Dre’s The Chronic, Big’s Ready To Die, Jay-Z’s Reasonable Doubt, Ice Cube’s Death Certificate, Snoop’s Doggystyle, 2Pac’s All Eyez On Me, every Kool G Rap record, and anything from NWA. After analyzing them, The Game came out with his own mix-tape. The CD would eventually hit the hands of the Gangsta Rap King, Dr.Dre. After signing him with Aftermath Records, Dr. Dre wanted to expose The Game to the rap game. Seeing as how 50 Cent was in the news and well known, Dr. Dre thought that moving The Game into G-Unit would give him the eyes he needed to see rap. At first, 50 Cent and The Game were getting along. 50 Cent helped The Game make songs for his album, The Documentary. But after long, the two ex-gang members' relationship would head south. After Ja Rule, Fat Joe, and Jadakiss came out with "New York", 50 Cent made a track for his new album, The Massacre, called "Piggy Bank". The song contained disses at Ja Rule, Fat Joe, and Jadakiss. 50 Cent looked for ALL of the G-Unit to back him up. But when The Game publicly spoke to MTV and said that he chose NEITHER side, 50 Cent grew pissed. Then, when 50 Cent found out that The Game was doing songs with Nas, 50 Cent publicly spoke to Hot 97, in New York, kicking The Game out of G-Unit. The interview would be cut short however, after shots were heard coming out of the Hot 97 building. Even so, The Game is a crazy raper. The Game's ability is superb in that he has a flow of words and doesn't go over the beats per minute. The Game's experences bring out the gangsta that he is and his rhymes easily out-wit those of 50 Cent. With The Documentary almost reaching platinum, The Game has proved that even the January cold can't stop his West Coast hot rhymes. His only regret? The fact that his grandma, the one who nicknamed him The Game, never saw him make it in the game...
The Urban Dictionary Mug
Customer Reviews
This is the coolest Anspaugh mug that ever existed.
Great ordering experience..good quality
8.3 cm diameter? I hardly know her
The day this mug entered my life, my depression was cured, I won the lottery, my dad came back from the dead, and my mum started loving me, motto beg but if you rub the mug 3 times a genie WIll grant you 69 wishes (I wished for more mugs 69 times)
Gift for my niece. She loves it.
I don’t really want to by it but I do like that you can customize it Also I do find find funny nearly all the one star reviews are people say “I want the mug for free”
i tried to break this shit mug but died got reincarnated came back to life and this shitty mug was still there
How many ounces does it hold? I don’t know ask him. HIM!HIM! Fuck him! It’s catchy
Great experience with the Urban Dictionary and ordering my mug. Any concerns that were related to them were received promptly. Overall, it was a great experience
i love this mug its not a mistake ITS A MASTERPIECE
Describes my classmate in school, perfect
I love the cup and I’m certain I’ll be checking with you guys in the future..
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fuck you and your mugs give me a shirt or ill shit on you
Love love love it! Customer service gave me a coupon, let me know that I had to revise the definition when too long, and overall super helpful.
Nice Mug my second Mug. A little staining or photo graphic stain on the side of the cup and shown in the picture. As a result I cannot give a 5 Star Review.
The snarky message on the mug always gets big laughs from guests so I'm now using it as my go-to bourbon glass
Love the coffee mug. Would have been nice to see who had the word accepted into Urban Dictionary printed on the bottom of the mug. As I was the one. "Dusty Dawg" Other than that I love.
fuck ur mugs i want one for free
This mug, much like a cursed relic unearthed from the depths of despair, embodies a cacophony of design flaws and manufacturing mishaps that make one wonder if it was birthed from the darkest corners of incompetence itself. From its deceptively promising exterior, which boasts a color scheme akin to a bruised banana left out in the sun for too long, to its handle that feels more like a medieval torture device designed to punish the unsuspecting hand that dares to grasp it, every aspect of this mug screams "regret." Its material, a sinister amalgamation of recycled nightmares and shattered dreams, leeches a flavor reminiscent of stale coffee mixed with the tears of disappointed souls into whatever liquid unfortunate enough to be poured within its cursed confines. The rim, jagged and uneven like the edge of a poorly forged blade, guarantees that each sip is a perilous journey fraught with the risk of lip lacerations and existential dread. And let us not forget the bottom of this vessel, where the manufacturer's logo is stamped with all the subtlety of a scarlet letter, branding the user as a victim of their own poor purchasing decisions for all eternity. Indeed, this mug serves as a stark reminder that sometimes, in the vast expanse of consumer goods, there exists a dark abyss where quality and utility fear to tread, leaving only disappointment and regret in their wake.