Queens, New York rapper 50 Cent’s tragic opening pitch at a New York Mets game last year, which was made fun of by the likes of Kid Ink and Kevin Hart, will now be immortalized thanks to a new trading card created by Topps.
According to XXL magazine, 50’s pitch will be placed on a special edition first pitch baseball card from Topps, which produces football, basketball, hockey, and other sports-related trading cards.
News of the G-Unit helmsman’s new trading card was announced by the official Twitter account of the New York Mets earlier this week.
Following the now-infamous pitch, which took place at a game last May at the Mets’ Citi Field, 50 Cent has addressed the pitch on numerous occasions. In an Instagram post that followed the pitch, 50 declared that he’s “a hustler not a Damn ball player.”
The rapper continued to poke fun of his pitch when asked about the incident during a Reddit AMA (Ask Me Anything) in June.
“I have a skeletal muscle injury on my left shoulder from excessive masturbation so take it easy lol,” 50 Cent wrote during the Reddit AMA.
50 Cent’s Topps trading card can be found below.
For additional 50 Cent coverage, watch the following DX Daily:
“To be featured”… No it already is featured from the looks of that card. Macklemore was getting one too if I recall from the previous HHDX article about this.
Even we he loses, he wins! Big ups to fif!
50 is the greatest
We gon’ handle this like grown men, you won’t win
You don’t even feel comfortable in your own skin
I rap my ass off, I’m fightin’ the champ with the glass jaw
at the Garden or Nassau
See me, couple hood niggaz behind stars
I heard you put a couple good niggaz bars, (Preme!)
I might never sell that much
But you can bet your last 2 quarters, I never tell that much
Picture ‘Kiss not come out swingin’
It’s like going to see 50 at a show and he don’t come out singin’
Yeah, you got a felony, but you ain’t a predicate
Never the King of New York, you live in Connecticut
You don’t be in the hood, you be in the woods
Fuckin’ wit’ me, is where you really gon’ be for good
I hold the 4-5 myself, and hop out the Range on 1-4-5 myself
This is a true fact
Since when has it become cool to get shot and not shoot back
Trackmasters shelfed you, Bravehearts helped you
Then everybody felt you, now I gotta melt you
And don’t try to pull rank on ‘Kiss
Cause the niggaz I’ma send to do it ain’t gon’ miss
Be layed up stiff, I spit straight up ‘piph
I did real songs with BIG, no made-up shits
And I don’t got a problem with clout
You ain’t get shot again yet, so what’s your second album about? (Nothin’!)
Your raps are pre-school, you made a lot of money, now be cool
‘Fore I swell up your lips like seafood
Can I get a mic check? You don’t stand a chance
To dance with me dog, ya steps ain’t right yet
Block is just fine, homie, the D’s straight
Most likely your new CD is a weed plate
Bunch of love songs, 100% pure garbage
Just somethin’ to break up buds on
You should just sell clothes and sneakers
Cause outta your whole camp your flow’s the weakest
I’m in the town where the young boys is clappin’, (clappin’)
You runnin’ around with the lieutenant and captain, [laughs]
It’ll take a lifetime to see ‘Kiss
You had to get shot 9 times to be rich
Oh well. Some fabricated rappers talking about imaginary king of what what. Here in Africa, we have real kings not fairytale king of new york.
Moving on, whoever wrote those raps need to be schooled and without further or do im going in right at it real quick. First fuck what you think about the hood because you got shit twisted. We got slums too which is far dangerous than your hoods, but we aint runnin around talkin too much about it over the microphones. And we have people like you who beat their chest about the hoods and slums without knowing why did they exist from the start. They are the offsprings of poverty, there is no beating around the bush about that. Now that a nigga from the same hood makes it and gets the fuck out of the hood you saying you aint from the hood. He from the hood but he should not think about going back to the hood. Thats the point you dont get. Hoods must die. We must get all rich because the same hoods you ignorantly pride yourself about are offsprings of hard times. We had to get the fuck out of them instead if losing the plot and think we should just sit there and brag to one another and kill one another and claim so and so is the king of this and that while so and so is not even connected to royal bloodline by birth.
Rap got niggaz dellusional. When you listen to it, get the gist out of the garbage otherwise you drowning, nigga.