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the norm
I'm gonna take the world by storm, just give this one listen more
If you ain't pick up what I said, you ain't really about it
This ain't slinging

he dead, I'd be lyin'
My newborn was born on Valentine's Day
That's the best gift a nigga coulda got, what more could I say?
Nicki had a baby,

Chain Link

Brother Ali

Champion

2004

Shit, what's stoppin me from doin that?
I probably could with drug smugglers approve of that
Because if one dime sack in the time can climax
Into

that work now every thing you deserve
On a plate like a bunch of d'oeuvre
Creep up on the money I lurk cake talks let's converse
If not then I just

Wet Wipes

Cam'ron

The Chemistry Files

2006

apply the appliances the wrench-men
That's sense ten, I've been attendin
Plaintiff, defendant, sentence, independence
But it was said right, I was dead

back to benny row
Bitches in my kitchen with the semi's on the floor
All I know I want him dead by tonight
With his head in his lap and his body

Jesus not what I'm bout
You could raise your glicky I'm on fifty
And God gon rain it down
Who's gon win a satan child or a milli child?
Christ done put

ye if yer late,
When we have to push the boat out on a spring tide.
Now ye could die and hope for Heaven, but ye'd need to work your shift,
And I'd

that's the art in me
Mac Miller, Slim Shady, 50 Cent to Nappy Roots
Jay Z, to Bone Thugs, and Mobb Deep, Shakur too
Young Jeezy, Lil Wayne, I'm DMX up in

Make it work when
You pray it's worth death
Or your fate is burdened 
We're the same figure men
But we ain't different 
We both make Hitler dead
When we

50 cents that I got fought off many Men
So stop tripping stop tripping wont Spinn again
I ain't worried bout u shawty Where Yo friend
Srt to the latest

too much stuff and
They're tired of this shit
They grew up rough sellin' drugs so
Their family could have a home
Their dad was a dead beat that
Spent

Can't really talk, I need a check
Can't really talk, fuck up a chick I'm gettin' drilled, watch how I flex
I'm goin' up, shout out my ex I'm tryna fuck,

jury be VVSes
Kated by DTSes
Like Khalid shit we the best and
I tell em hoes I don't wanna talk
Just leave a message
Automatic stash boxes so they
Can

Verse 1: T.U.R.K

Imma keep it 100 as a hundred can be
Lyrically, none of these dudes is as nicer than me
If Jay had 99 problems and could end up

it still saves me from 50
I oneder which way I will go

I don’t know if a nigga coming home tonight
But I’m still make it happen
I don’t know if I can

got a drum if i see many men plot then i'm shooting out the 50 (50 Cent)
We finna squeeze if we keep spinning know we be twisting hard then a titty

like I'm thirsty, Jackie Joyner-Kersee
50cent with many men, but I can't show no mercy
I just fuck her like I love her, she don't belong to me
I just

cent got many men
Wanna spend my life witchu
But don't go fucking my plans
Saying I love you makes it way too real
I wish you could understand
This

proudly fishing to reel (Real) men 
Now net or hook 
Come closer take a better look 
You can bet it's ebmedded no fetters settle and let us cook 
Won't dead

be broke then
Get my ass fucked
I started off with 50 cent, I ain't lying
But I'mma get rich or die tryin'
Like a half buck
Yo my bars so raw, it could

hoes man these hunnies think the 50 cent
I ain't tryna judge but they've all been through too many men
No way that you top these flows
That's your girl

was a looker
Thought only daddy was worth having
Was a daddy of sugar
So she believed in many men
Like 50 Cent
Went to grandma to vent
But she keep

witness day by day.

If I see this day - it's mine to be my own -
Besides the seat in my eye for the apple that I know
(Fair winds blow)
And I could mean