Lyrics:
Just something to get by
It's gonna last forever, baby
We'll get the other side
And we will live forever, baby
And stretch across the sky
I'll
a real tingle
Money in this pocket, that pocket, can't even walk, I'm a real penguin
Respect, I'ma live by it, die by it, yeah, just for my people (oh,
your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
You see, we live by the gun,
decades ahead of us to get it right
I swear, fifty years after the fair
Fifty years after the fair
I live in tomorrow town
Even on a wing and a prayer
They said that my heart wouldn't have long to live
To lose you was more than it could stand
And that your love was all that could make it survive
Niggas callin' for these features but they get no answers
Fuck y'all niggas
[Chorus]
[50 Cent]
Everywhere we go, just leaves number one
We won't
could decide
Who will live and who will die?
All my mama ever did
Was try to take care of her kids
We're innocently standing by
Watching people
the procedure
Lock my body, can't trap my mind, easily
Explain why we adapt to crime
I'd rather die enormous than live dormant that's how we on it
Live
planned out before my birth, nothing could I say
Had no chance to see myself, molded day by day
Looking back I realize, nothing have I done
Left to die
Laugh and cry, live and die
Life is a dream we are dreaming
Day by day, I find my way
Look for the soul and the meaning
Then you look at me
LOVE
We'll treat your company as our own, Mr. Fjord. There's nothing we won't give up for you...at sixty cents a unit.
Miss Stone, your story is
were the girls of the 50's.
Stoned rock and rollers in the 60's.
Hunny, more than our names got changed,
As the 70's slipped on by.
Now we're 80's
G-Unit, UTP
Hahahaha
G-Unit, UTP, G-Unit, UTP (yeah)
G-Unit, UTP, 50 Cent, get 'em, Buck
50 Cent, that's my name, man I ain't fuckin' playin'
for me
That never rains in the sun and everybody got love
To live and die in LA, where everyday we try to fatten our pockets
Us niggas hustle for
well
Bred to kill, not to care
Do just as we say
Finished here, greetings death
He's yours to take away
Back to the front
You will do what I say,
the years we?ve spent
(Only changing names)
(Protect the innocent)
Like a seed that is planted by the water
Appear to die before new birth
Changing its
gone?"
[Chorus:]
All the way from Washington
Her bread-winner begs off the bathroom floor
"We live for just these twenty years
Do we have to die
Fuck yeah we're ready
You ready my friends
Creeping death!
Come on man
Slaves, Hebrews born to serve, to the pharaoh
Heed, to his every word, live
these streets
Through worse or through better health, survivin' by any means
We as Americans, us as a citizen
We as Samaritans, what do we get us in?
rapper tryin' to mimic him
And that's what really rose up out of Michigan,
The sign of white rapper by the name of 50 Cent, ha!
You would never know
screamin'.. (Fuck you!)
[Vita]
It's murda murda.. you know it's murda murda
We live it.. we breathe it.. we screamin' murda murda murda
[Ja Rule]
Murder INC.
Just live and let die
Check, check, check, come on
If you could take a minute of your life
That certain minute when you feel the lightning
We touch, I feel a rush, we clutch, it isn't much
But it's enough to make me wonder what's in store for us
It's lust, it's torturous, you must be
A man held hostage
By this contagion
Alone abandoned
In search of legion
Under pressure
Under black skies
We must find the cure
Before we die
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