Lyrics:
rather see us ignorant, control the information
Keeping us from asking questions covering signs of corruption
You can say that I'm paranoid to avoid
Yo in they ground, niggas that don't get no bound
Y'all keep my word, don't love no bird
Get a beef from TM, and just twist my herb
So now
the judge was shortin' they sentences
Goin' hard, tryna open some businesses
Really on M&Ms, yeah, I'm from Michigan
Patiently waitin' like 50 and Eminem
a cool diss
I'm a take the kids out like a school trip
Guess again you can never win
Far from a rap god word to Eminem
So shady when I get it in
Like Dre
me and Jed
I'm pouring out the red
That some shit like 50 cent
I just made a thousand cents
You don't make no sense
Use your senses
I see you buildings
in Hollywood cause I remember when I had 50 Cent, up In Da Club
All my life I knew I was major, I don't need no major
I don't even write rhymes, I
cashman
When the rain pour
Have ya rain coat
Close to being rich 50 cent from being broke
All black gnights I be talking like the pope
All black lil nigga
here
Ayo
This game is all I ever wanted from
The second I heard that 50 album, I kinda felt like this shit is what got me hooked
Illmatic, Mathers
might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law, and I know my way around
Down in the Village, you might think I'm silly
But you
the days
Young strays, posted at the L.Q. on Friday's
Waitin for Dice to give the go ahead
Hawkin 50 cent, puttin heads to bed
for a herringbone hear
Johnny Ryall is the bum on my stoop
I gave him fifty cents to buy some soup
He knows the time with the fresh Gucci watch
He's even more over than
[Intro:]
Dirty Harry is dead [x4]
I'm here to announce that Dirty Harry is dead
Now witness the grudge from his son, Oil Can Harry, the Boss, hahaha
you to slip on the oak vine
I'ma do this nigga like I was chewing a pork rind nigga
Eminem couldn't get ya to a million on the 'Gram
Chris Brown
G G G, G G G-Unit
No peace talks, no white flags
No mercy, I'm getting yo ass
[50 Cent]
Niggas done heard about my click how we stay wit
25 Cents 2 sides choose wisely
Heads or tails they can lead to fatalities
100 Dollar bills can make life seem peaceful
We all know money is the root
our love shall soar, Across the rolling hills, forevermore.
Eminem's fire, words sharp as flint, I'll carve our saga, every twist and hint. From
as a light tan
With plastic faces and rubber hands
Fuck fame, I shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim
How dare you call the Gods in vain
Not
as a light tan
With plastic faces and rubber hands
Fuck fame, I shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim
How dare you call the Gods in vain
Not
like 50 sins
100 bands or 50 cents
Shit don't matter keep it 100 man
That's what's I tell me on my cloud
Yes I'm a humble man
Say it out loud
Make them
those years
Nigga, Eminem, Paul Rosenberg, Riggs Morales
I wanna thank all my label mates, D12, 50 Cent, G-Unit
Stat Quo, Bobby Creek' and Cashis
It's
might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law, and I know my way around
Down in the Village, you might think I'm silly
But you
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
All my bitches get money
All my niggas get money
All of yall looking so bummy
Used to be sipping a bummy
Fifty cent soda
Now we just dip in
Young Rookiee in the building like a immigrant
Them killas in my unit keep it G like 50 Cent
Lil mama got a body
And some decent lips
She brought
_(Cropped).jpg/250px-Eminem_-_Concert_for_Valor_in_Washington,_D.C._Nov._11,_2014_(2)_(Cropped).jpg "Eminem")
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