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In bed we laugh, in bed we cry,
And born in bed, in bed we die,
As life goes on and time goes by
Born in bed, in bed we die.

Woman becomes
through your windows or your door
Grab it by the tail

Yucca man
Yucca man

If I had a dollar--cut it in two--give you fifty cents
But the rock will
Born alone and left to die
Rejected, often criticized
Hid behind the childhood lies
Everything has changed since the blood
Since the blood, since
name

Some girls will die for money
Some will die as their born
Some will swear they'd die for love
Some die every morn

I'll die alone
Away from
Land of anger
I didn't ask to be born
Sadness, sorrow
Everything so alone

Laboratory sickness
Infects humanity
No hope for cure
Die by
Land Of Anger
I Didn't Ask To Be Born
Sadness, Sorrow
Everything So Alone

Laboratory Sickness
Infects Humanity
No Hope For Cure
Die By
give this man a ride 
Sweet memory will die 
Killer on the road, yeah 

Girl ya gotta love your man 
Girl ya gotta love your man 
Take him by
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house we're born
Into this world we're thrown

Like a dog without a bone
An actor out alone
Yeah, Shady (Woo!)
Ha ha, 50 Cent
G-G-G-G-G-G-UNIT
(Here we go again, yeah)
Uh huh, ha ha ha
Does it make you mad, when I switch my flow
You
[50 Cent and Eminem]
Yeah... Shady
Haha (Wooo)
50 Cent... GgGgG G Unit
Haha (Here we go again)
Yeah Uh huh (Haha)

[50 Cent]
Does it make you
You can fuck it you can suck you can leave it alone
25 cents is the regular price
50 cents you can fuck it twice
75 cents you can fuck it to the bone
me sleeping for days
Now that's a million dollar fix to a fifty-cent haze

[Chorus: x2]
born
Sadness, sorrow
Everything so alone

Laboratory sickness
Infects humanity
No hope for cure
Die by technology

We're born with pain
Suffer
Thirty
Thirty-one fifty remembers thirty
Thirty-one fifty hates (hates)

Oh
I am a fucking machine fueled by the past
Memory's a memory until it's a fact
I
Kiss the blood off your hands, I know its mine, I feel it seething
Deny me your rapture, don't let me die alone
Killed by the dagger of your
peppers and don't rock rhymes
I'm 50 Cent, I write a lil bit but I pop nines
Tell niggas, "Get they money right," 'cause I got mine
And I'm around quit
rhymes
I'm 50 Cent, I write a little bit, but I pop 9's
Tell niggas get they money right, ‘cause I got mine
And I'm around, quit playing, nigga, you
peppers and don't rock rhymes
I'm 50 Cent, I write a lil bit but I pop nines
Tell niggas, "Get they money right," 'cause I got mine
And I'm around quit
It's stranger than fiction
How you've decayed
It must be so lonely
Lost within your ways

You're born alone, you die alone
The rest is yours to fill
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house we're born
Into this world we're thrown
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out alone
are unabashed
Loneliness postponed
Mine eyes deceiving glory
I was born to die alone
Alone
Some girls will die for money,
Some will die as they're born,
Some will swear they'd die for love,
Some die ev'ry morn.

I'll die alone, away from
[50 Cent and Eminem]
Yeah... Shady
Haha (Wooo)
50 Cent... GgGgG G Unit
Haha (Here we go again)
Yeah Uh huh (Haha)

[50 Cent]
Does it make you
sight to see
And he took them one by one and he drove them all away
In the mating of the day he was the king

Big blue had fifty wives and he sired
replacement, nah
I borrowed his gunits to walk through the matrix
I'm signed to the Doctor I ain't got no patience
So he put me with 50 Cent now I got a face