[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 if you want and your ass will get rolled on It feels like my flows been hot for so If you thinking I'm fucking off your so wrong
[50 Innocent in my head, a baby born dead Destination heaven, sit and politic with from nine eleven The lords blessings leave me inclined I ain't even gotta try to shine God's the seamstress tailor fitted my pain I got scriptures in my brain I could spit at your Straight out the good book, look, niggas is 50 fears no man, warrior swords like Conan Picture me pen in hand lines knowing the source'll quote it When I die, they'll read and say a genius wrote it I grew up without my pops should that make me 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 nice to get a nut If I get shot today my will stop ringing again These industry niggaz ain't friends, know how to pretend
[Chorus: x2 Patiently to make it through all the hating Debating whether or not you could even the storm. lay on the table they operating to save you Its like an angel came to you sent the heavens above
They think they're crazy but they crazy lets face it, shit basically They just playing sick, they shit They ain't saying shit, spray 'em Fifty A to the K, get in the way I'll bring Dre and wit me And turn this day into fucking mayhem you with me? Don't let me lose you, I'm not to confuse you I let loose with this Uzi and just shoot through your Isuzu You get the message am I through to you? You know whats you motherfuckers don't even know do you? Take Big and some Pac and you mix them up in a pot Sprinkle a little Big L on top, and the fuck do you got? You got the realest and illest tied up in a knot The Juggernauts of this rap like 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 surviving the know what time it is as soon as Fifty signs on this dot Shit what you know about death threats, I get a lot Shady Records was seconds away from the towers Some fucked with the wrong building they meant to hit ours evacuate all children - nuclear shower There's nothing spookier, you're now about to the power of fuckin Fifty
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The guns spark 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 holla my
[50 You shouldn't throw stones if you live in a glass And if you got a glass jaw, you watch your mouth Cause I'll your 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 boss on this boat, you can call me The way I turn the money over you call me flipper Your bitch, a regular bitch, you her wifey I fucked her, I her fast food, you keeping her icy I'm down to records but not my soul Snoop said this in 94' "We don't love hoes" I got for my thoughts, now I'm rich See the twenty's spinning mean on the six Niggas wearing flags, 'cause the colors they clothes get caught in the wrong hood and get filled up with holes (motherfucker).
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