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dippin'
Un-forgiven by so many men who wish to 50 Cent him
Talkin' bout how is he still shittin'?
Thought by now he would be empty
All this power in my
body but my spirit lives
The impact of' that gat can never take spirit kid
Besides that if it's not my time then I'm 50 cent
The goodness of God
in their concentration on liquor stores
They held up more than fifty of them in Manhattan and the Bronx
We have descriptions of the gang members from
the hawk that he was in New York?
Kept the waves spinnin on the cross, of course
Come back a little cutty endorse
Risked it for his kids the pain is lost
Can't say the same about you
Through the trials and tribulations, still road along,
Cause thats , Just what I do
I'm trying to hit New York, Just show 'em
the same
Nike sneakers, Guess jeans and gold chains
The Rugged Child be bringin drama to your system like drugs
Live and direct, from New York like
to you, but you can decide not to be reduced by them."
8) "Never whine. Whining lets a brute know that a victim is in the neighborhood."
9) "Be certain
black Prisons
who got caught with Karrots from Egyptians
Semarians, contacted by Aliens
black Elohiem trapped in the Beast
kidnapped in the East
now in
resumes
You couldn't bring down my shine if
It was after the noon
I don't have to consume all
Your fucking captions and zooms
I'm from New York we don't
Course you know I'm talkin' bout the AR-15 rifle
50 dead in Vegas and they callin' it a trifle
'The right to bear arms', yeah you don't get to take lives
City we from made us
Shooters keep the thing tucked
Talk shit get your face snubbed, you might get your chain took
Lifestyle you live made up
Never
can't keep you close
I been had to hustle evicted from my crib in 7th grade
Needed new clothes sold dope and got good pay
Fuck a real job I made my own
Men with 50 Cent
I'm grateful and benevolent cocky never arrogant
I'm gon tell my story and never change the narrative
Honesty's imperative I honestly
know.
Because bled by many cents of 50, a joe,
Death seems easy, while life's the foe,
He isn't dead,
c legend instead,
If my words could be said.
Okay,
prosper
Manoeuvre like I'm Bruce Lee, ya know I'm chucks
Been doing this since a young buck
Banging for fifty cent from a victim, while my gun talk
this nigga, fuck this nigga
Hundred rounds lay 'em down from a far
Talking that trunk shit laid down by the bar
Spit it how I live it, yeah, I'm down
I travel the land with the SP in my hand
Rock from New York, London and Japan
It`s time to take command expand to higher lands
P.H. the next man
staff, I pray like this
I break mics in half, shit realism
Fuck Moet and baguettes, that get paid off
Or get laid off, I spray New York
I'm an angel,
to where D-Bo left off
Metallic A little I rock a
Bow 'n' Aero Smith 'n' Wesson
50 Cents for M&M's
That's an Easy E, I get the kind of grades you never see
to where D-Bo left off
Metallic A little I rock a
Bow 'n' Aero Smith 'n' Wesson
Fifty Cents for M&M's
That's an Easy E, I get the kind of grades you never
me for my Air Max 95's
Told Banks when I met him I'ma ride and if I gotta die, I'd rather homicide
I ain't have 50 cent when my grandmama died
Now I'm
Im sending out a message hoping to open some doors
So let the drawbridge fall or we're going to war
"Made in New York" or not made at all
Sink if we
the west but I'm from the east coast
Brown skin bleach in my roots the baggy jeans low
New boy head so good it feel like 3 throats
We go live in the forest
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