Lyrics:
declare war you're fuckin' insane
This world's not to be blamed by you goin' insane but
Mirror back at age 50
Mirror back on what you lost
Mirror back
to Kansas
You said you ate it, but you're doing me damage!
Now it's off to sell a fifty foot spandage
Because I'm stressed off by your lady bandit
You look
mr. biggity got a play for 50g
I'm coming from the harbor yo i'm right here by symphony
Always got ya hand out do you even have some dignity
I do this
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
there homeys!
My friend over here... 50 cent
He calls 'em wankstas!
Down in LA!
LA...NYC...
save a couple chicks for me.
Lemme get my car!
My nice new
don't follow the rules
Why should I when Reebok giving niggas they own shoes
And I'm dealing with the same problems 50 Cent got
Yayo in jail and they
dope
You fin' to lose when dope
Fiends cut ya fuckin throat
You see my shit is legit, so it's on
Cut a fifty cent slab
And tell that bitch to get gone
You can hate it but face it B.I.G. and 2Pac just ain't around
Everywhere you go, there I go, I'm 50 Cent
Ghetto star by the bar I get you bent
You wanna
heart is worth about ten cents
I've been adding it up
To see where it went
The love we shared and the time we spent
Now I gotta get straight
I gotta get
Now loading the
Young Skipper Radio Network
Ten percent
Twenty percent
Thirty percent
Forty
Fifty percent
Sixty
Seventy
Eighty
Ninety
Let's get it
Ok I ran my money up, ran my check up
100's 50's 20's mo gwala das wus up
Platinum girl scout, purple swimming in my cup
My niggas from my hood we
Ok I ran my money up, ran my check up
100's 50's 20's mo gwala das wus up
Platinum girl scout, purple swimming in my cup
My niggas from my hood we
You make electric memories
I'll hide them all in my brain
There's 50 different voices making me feel loved
And each of them goes by your name
Don't
I'm sponsored by Wilson
Like my hoes yellow like they from the simpsons
She telling me I'm the one Ian Abraham Lincoln she acting weird Ian linking
Out
I'm feeling like Mike
Cuz I'm a killer on the mic
Fuck it I might
Just drop a 50 ball tonight tonight
You don't want to fight
Cuz my 1 2's on sight
Unstoppable, incredible, impeccable, its-its the Unit
Whoop! Whoop! You know how we do it
Whoop! Whoop! I'll make you dance to it
Whoop! Whoop!
Ritzy Glitzy Mitzi was waiting her chance
She'd be your partner at the local dance
She claimed her teacher was the great Pavlova
Walked through
shit like B.I.G.
Parked six figures in the lot
Got four more at the crib
My unit g's like 50
MDMG Committee
Dance on hoes like I'm Diddy
I'm a king in my
There it comes[01:10.57]Mr. Shadowman[01:14.82]He walks by slow,[01:18.01]But you cannot run[01:22.85]Yes, you're trapped tonight[01:26.96]There's no
driver
And he lay down and thought about the whole night
And he looked up at the photo that he bought at a junk shop
It was only fifty cents but he
wanders
Fifty cents rent goes pretty far
when you live in a subway car
One stop's the same as another
Even Son of Sam sees her sleeping,
she's not
about a dolla ya you know I got bucks wit me
Used to window shop up at the mall wit cents 50
But Now I stunt hard have the whole hood fuck wit me
Like
please
He think just cause he got bands that he won me? please
I get money, I get money more than 50 cents
Money bulging way more than yo dick do tents
heads who hated 90s rap
It's always after that 93ish time in fact
And mine was pretty much, when 50 Cent did In Da Club
Paved way for your Little Wayne's
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