[50 Hey Em, you know you my white boy right? I owe you for one
I've been patiently for a track to explode on You can stun if you and your ass will get rolled on It like my flows been hot for so long If you thinking I'm fucking fall off so wrong
[50 Innocent in my head, like a baby born Destination heaven, sit and politic with from nine eleven The lords leave me lyrically inclined Shit I ain't gotta try to shine the seamstress that tailor fitted my pain I got in my brain I could spit at your dame Straight out the good book, look, niggas is 50 fears no man, swing swords like Conan Picture me pen in hand lines knowing the source'll quote it When I die, read this and say a genius wrote it I grew up my pops should that make me bitter? I caught cases I copped out does that me a quitter? In this white world I'm similar to a squirrel Lookin for a with a nice butt to get a nut If I get shot today my phone stop ringing again These industry niggaz ain't friends, they 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 table operating to save you Its like an angel to you sent from the heavens above
They think crazy but they ain't crazy lets face it, shit basically just 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 Uzi and just shoot through your Isuzu You get the message am I through to you? You know whats coming you motherfuckers don't know do you? Take some Big and some Pac and you mix up in a pot Sprinkle a Big L on top, and what the fuck do you got? You got the realest and illest killers tied up in a The Juggernauts of this rap shit it or not Its like a fight to the top just to see who died for the You put your life in this, nothing like the shot Y'all know what time it is as soon as signs on this dot Shit what you know about death threats, I get a lot Shady Records was eighty seconds away from the Some cowards fucked the wrong building they meant to hit ours Better all children - nuclear shower There's nothing spookier, now about to witness the power of fuckin Fifty
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The guns spark the shots go off Its fifty, they say its See a nigga laid out his fucking top blown off Its fifty, man that Fifty, they don't holla my name
[50 You shouldn't throw stones if you in a glass house And if you got a glass jaw, you watch your mouth Cause I'll break face, have your ass running Mumbling to the Jake, you going against me dog you a mistake Ill split you have you looking like the Michael Jackson's jackets all them zippers I'm the on this boat, you can call me skipper The way I turn the money you should call me flipper Your bitch, a regular bitch, you her wifey I fucked her, I feed her food, you keeping her icy I'm down to records but not my soul said 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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