[50 Hey Em, you know you my favorite white boy I owe you for one
I've patiently waiting for a track to explode on You can stun if you want and your ass will get on It feels my flows been 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 leave me lyrically 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 book, look, niggas is shook 50 fears no man, warrior swing swords Conan Picture me pen in hand write lines the source'll quote it When I die, they'll this and say a genius wrote it I grew up without my should that make me bitter? I caught cases I copped out does make me a quitter? In this white man's world I'm to a squirrel Lookin for a slut a nice butt to get a nut If I get shot today my phone stop ringing again These industry ain't friends, they know how to pretend
[Chorus: x2 Patiently waiting to it through all the hating Debating or not you could even weather the storm. Just lay on the table they operating to you Its like an angel to you sent from the heavens above
They think they're crazy but they ain't crazy lets face it, basically They just playing sick, they ain't They ain't saying shit, spray 'em Fifty A to the K, get in the way I'll Dre and them wit me And turn this day fucking mayhem you staying with me? Don't let me lose you, I'm not to confuse you When I let loose with this Uzi and just shoot through your You get the am I getting through to you? You know whats coming you don't even know do you? some Big and some Pac and you mix them up in a pot Sprinkle a Big L on top, and what the fuck do you got? You got the and illest killers tied up in a knot The Juggernauts of this rap shit it or not Its like a to the top just to see who died for the spot You put your in this, nothing like surviving the shot Y'all know what time it is as soon as signs on this dot what you know about death threats, 'cause I get a lot Shady Records was eighty seconds away the towers Some cowards fucked with the wrong they meant to hit ours Better all children - nuclear shower There's nothing spookier, you're now about to the power of fuckin Fifty
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The guns when the shots go off Its fifty, say its Fifty See a nigga out with his fucking top blown off Its fifty, man that wasn't Fifty, they don't my name
[50 You shouldn't throw stones if you live in a house And if you got a glass jaw, you should watch mouth Cause I'll break your face, have your ass Mumbling to the Jake, you going against me dog you making a Ill split you have you looking like the Jackson's jackets with all them zippers I'm the boss on boat, you can call me skipper The way I turn the money over you call me flipper Your bitch, a regular bitch, you her wifey I fucked her, I feed her food, you keeping her icy I'm to sell records but not my soul Snoop this in 94' "We don't love them hoes" I got for my thoughts, now I'm rich See the twenty's spinning mean on the six Niggas wearing flags, the colors match they clothes They get caught in the wrong hood and get up with holes (motherfucker).
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