[50 Hey Em, you know you my white boy right? I owe you for one
I've patiently waiting for a track to explode on You can if you want and your ass will get rolled on It feels like my flows hot for so long If you thinking I'm fall off your so wrong
[50 Innocent in my head, a baby born dead heaven, sit and politic with passengers from nine eleven The lords blessings me lyrically inclined Shit I ain't even try to shine God's the that tailor fitted my pain I got scriptures in my brain I spit at your dame Straight out the good book, look, is shook 50 fears no man, swing swords like Conan Picture me pen in hand write lines knowing the source'll it When I die, they'll read and say a genius wrote it I grew up without my pops that make me bitter? I caught cases I copped out that make me a quitter? In this white man's world I'm to a squirrel Lookin for a slut with a butt to get a nut If I get shot today my phone will stop ringing industry niggaz ain't friends, they know how to pretend
[Chorus: x2 Patiently waiting to it through all the hating Debating whether or not you could weather the storm. Just lay on the they operating to save you Its like an angel came to you from the heavens above
They think they're crazy but they ain't crazy lets face it, basically They playing sick, they ain't shit They ain't saying shit, spray 'em Fifty A to the K, get in the way bring Dre and them wit me And this day into fucking mayhem you staying with me? Don't let me lose you, I'm not trying to you When I let loose with this Uzi and just shoot through Isuzu You get the message am I getting through to You know coming you motherfuckers don't even know do you? Take some Big and some Pac and you mix up in a pot a little Big L on top, and what the fuck do you got? You got the realest and illest killers up in a knot The Juggernauts of this rap shit it or not Its like a fight to the top just to see who for the spot You put your life in this, nothing like surviving the Y'all what time it is as soon as Fifty signs on this dot Shit you know about death threats, 'cause I get a lot Shady Records was eighty seconds from the towers Some fucked with the wrong building they meant to hit ours Better evacuate all children - shower nothing spookier, you're now about to witness the power of fuckin Fifty
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The guns when the shots go off Its fifty, they say its See a laid out with his fucking top blown off Its fifty, man that Fifty, they don't holla my name
[50 You shouldn't throw stones if you live in a house And if you got a jaw, you should watch your mouth Cause I'll break your face, have your ass Mumbling to the Jake, you going me dog you making a mistake Ill split you have you looking the Michael Jackson's jackets with all them zippers I'm the boss on this boat, you can me skipper The way I turn the over you should call me flipper Your bitch, a bitch, you calling her wifey I fucked her, I her fast food, you keeping her icy I'm down to sell records but not my Snoop this in 94' "We don't love them hoes" I got pennies for my thoughts, now I'm See the twenty's spinning looking on the six Niggas wearing flags, the colors match they clothes They get in the wrong hood and get filled up with holes (motherfucker).
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