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UPDATE: Above is a picture of 50 Cent with Tiffany Lighty (Chris Lighty‘s daughter). What’s now interesting is that, according to 50, his updated will apparently leaves his wealth to her, judging from his Twitter:

That was his mother texting me as him.she sold that to a web site.she hate me for Winning, it’s hard to replace me.

Read the text carefully you will see what I’m saying.

I rewrote my will today now when I pass away all my physical property’s and MOST of my money go’s to charities and TIFFANY LIGHTY so when I’m done she can be 50cent

Obviously, this raises eyebrows given his recent exchange with his son (below), who has certainly been on a Twitter campaign of his own:

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Marquis has also apparently send messages to Oprah regarding the father issue, so I’d expect that this won’t be the last we hear about it.

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This is obviously in the midst of the recent domestic violence charges stemming from the alleged mother of 50 Cent’s newborn child. I guess they’re trying to paint 50 Cent to be…..the exact person he’s been since we learned of his rough upbringing in the first place. He’s been shot 9 times, for God’s sake.

You can check out the transcript below.

50 Cent exploded into rage at his 16-year-old son in the months before he was arrested on domestic violence and vandalism charges, hurling a string of obscenities at the teenager and calling him “f*cking stupid,” a “sh*t head” and a ”motherf*cker.”

The angry rapper, whose real name is Curtis Jackson III, told his son Marquise to cut all contact with him in a series of expletive laden text messages — “f*ck you stop texting me,” read one; “delete my number,” said another — after the pair was apparently unable to coordinate a custody visitation.

At one point in the vicious communication, 50 Cent admonished Marquise and told him: “I don’t have a son anymore.”

His shocking rant — obtained exclusively by RadarOnline.com — is an eerie echo of Alec Baldwin‘s repulsive attack on his then 11-year-old daughter with ex-wife Kim Basinger, Ireland.

50: Hey I’m out side the house at the front door. I came to the front door then lights went off. What’s up?

Marquise: U lying u outside? Lol. Lol u fronting.

50: I saw you looking out the window good luck in life. Your gonna need it.

M: Lol u fronting hard body now, how u going to see me when I’m in the basement lmao

50: F–k you. You are your mother child.

M: Lol why would u lie about that lol

50: I need a blood test cause that d–k sucking b—h you call mom was f–king the hole time. I don’t think your funny at all. I drove out here for nothing.

M: Pops ur trippen now, why u won’t been get one u had 16 years lol, I know u lying bc u [didn’t] even call me too go outside

50: Are you f–king crazy I don’t have time to play boy. I told you I would come see you. I came motherf–ker start turning lights out and looking threw the blinds. Are you f–king stupid. You had me drive over there why do you think I needed a address s–t head. I saw the lights go out then someone playing in the blinds and there was no party going on. F–k you to. You your mother and your sister f–k all [yall].

M: I might [be] dumb, come thru then, no need to get upset. Stop by and say hello too ur son

50: What the f–k are you talking about I’m not f–king with you after this I leave [for] Atlanta in the morning.

M: So come thru then

50: F–k you

M: No need for all that

50: You are bigger enough to know better so f–k you stop texting me

M: Ight

50: Tell your mother she won. She has you and I’ll make another. I will have nothing to do with you. Don’t text me ever again.

M: U keep texting me lol

50: It’s cool I will never go out my way again. You disrespectful little mothe f–ker.

M: Lol u never do I don’t know not father that doesn’t even call [their] son for his birthday or get him a ift for his b-day or Christmas

50: You are your mothers child I don’t have a son anymore. F–k you all you want is a gift like your mother and your ungrateful sister. Delete my number. You never call what the f–k I’m supposed to call you to give you something sorry

M: Welp if u feel that way, I don’t care about no gift it’s the thought that means the most, remember this money ain’t everything. I’m tired of calling u, why don’t [you] call me nd please I can’t wait to hear this excuse

50: Good luck with your life man. I tried to come talk to you. You didn’t have to have me come all the way out there if you didn’t [want] to see me you little a– hole. I don’t have to make a excuse for anything. I’m a grown a– man boy. You talking about money ain’t everything. Your right but when you don’t have any your gonna understand why I work so hard. I’m done texting you delete my number.

M: thank u, and u know dang well u ain’t come out here too see [me], but if that’s what you want to stick [to] then I’m sorry, and I [know] why u work hard, ok, god bless

50: Are you f–king stupid.

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