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Lay You Down

G-Unit

Beg for Mercy [Clean]

2003

[50 Cent]
G-Unit, they ain't ready

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
I don't know what you been thinkin', don't know what you been drinkin'
But you get outta

a culvert
Chip on my shoulder and my blood stay colder
Puttin' in work got it saved in my folder
I'm hood rich I ain't no high roller
Got no team I'm a one

for the art not the fame… 

Broadcasting live & direct from UNIT-e
Nation wide we slide through your community
Prepare to enter a whole different

got em too, prince got be hurt
That’s the connect, piece the letters together 
That’s my dog, been my dog since them G-Unit sweaters

Got me acting

four or five deep
But this aint G-Unit
We gon see units
Its the Sheesh movement
All on your bitch
Thats how we do it
All on a scam
If the shit boomin
If

marketing tools for artists to use
And that's the way you will sell unit's

I'm Jme, mic controller
I no longer walk with a folder
I graduated, I got my

defeat and victory?
An incomplete image with limits to equal symmetry
Development has been my strongest affinity
And on a real I don't want anyone's

for tha world

*POINT BLANC*
Skyscrapers towerin' the masses gatherin' in a city
Of limitless chances and wealth sense shattering
Development

Growth, change, development, alterations, maturation
Inception, emergence, blooming, dawn - the beginning 
I embark on the same pilgrimage daily
In

the biggest using unit
Water we drink is very polluted
I'm a pog don't confuse it
I'm a nice guy don't let me lose it
Tell you off if u confuse it
Your M-O-S I

Of all the times...
Jargon
Has been mistaken
For a unit of music
We are the CounterAgents
Building through
Kinetic phonetics
Lyrical linguistics
In

might say it and it sound real cool
But when you in the industry
How many units can you move
They'll put you on the shelf collecting dust
Until you pay ya

nothing but death growing up so I became a living martyr.
Scars from parental units.
My cell block was often quiet.
Silence.
Yet my heart was in the hole

reject it
I thought when I got outta the projects I'd be accepted
The lyrical police want my development arrested
To freeze me in time and thaw me out when

Yo it's therapy, most the rappers I know got problems
Why you think we frowning when we putting out these albums
You would think we selling units way

Americas frying pan
Look...
I'm a history book
Mixed with being anxious
And under-rested
Since my fetal development
I needed sedatives
I remember I wasn't

DISCUSSING DEALS THAT WE RUNNIN
300 UNIT DEVELOPMENT 1O MILLION THE SCORE
WHAT WE MAKIN ON LAND COULD NEVER SEE WITH THE RAW
SO IM MOVING AND SHAKING ANOTHER

slow
Wanted motion, now I'm getting what I asked for
Push soul, move units for the nation
All we speak truth, they influenced by the phrasing
Overtime

to count
Lay me down buried in doubt
Unit cell sign out in time
Displayed in sight sought out replacement

Fuck with no brain anesthetic
At the mat

ones going through it
Visiting my ex in the mental unit
Then letting all of it burn into ruins
Forcing it to stay, you could call me Newton
And they can

folder
Got that grey Seville, and that grey cup holder
Grippin' on tha grain
Cause so much pain
To that P-a-t, I see ya flippin' with the grain
Watch they

folder
Got that grey Seville, and that grey cup holder
Grippin' on tha grain
Cause so much pain
To that P-a-t, I see ya flippin' with the grain
Watch they

in stone
I can go on
I can just flow grippin on a mobile phone
Its tha Poterola
Im a money folder
Got that grey Seville, and that grey cup holder

Freestyle (June 27)

Big Moe

City of Syrup

2000

folder
Got that grey Seville, and that grey cup holder
Grippin on tha grain
Cause so much pain
To that P-a-t, I see ya flippin with tha grain
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