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history of hip-hop
From way way back
(His martha gupa's?) Hip-Hop Father
Charlie Ahern Wild Style
And 50 Cent's Fifty and More
I used to read this to my

friendly n follow what's trending
You a one cent and imma hundred fifty
I left ya in ya feelings
Dead presidents stacking to the ceiling
C notes and benjis

to discern if its really that worth it,
50 cents on the dollar goes to your furnace,
Why is it we working, we dead or in prison, 
Or left with decisions

Ya hate me cause I I'm nice up on the mic
I'm twice the size of rice
My flow keepin em' right
Brain dead you need cents like 50
Cause you won't truly

niggas for dead
I count all my blessings in 50s no Cents
Ya ain't gone fail when you give hundred percent
From a city where we Stay By Plan

See me rolling

ain't breaking loose

These niggas be lemons on God they be sour
I'm feeling like fifty cent I got the power
I Run my own business fuck paid by the hour

I'm rappin'
Im as profound as an explosion
Feelin' lit like 50 cent Im a genius in abundance
Im a beast flourishing in Florence with the adrenaline

dead, get rich or die trying how I feel like 50 cent
Shout out to all my Hawaiians still struggling, on that lonely island
Turned up on that dumb shit,

to that/
Manifestation rap/
The infiltration from the station got us pacing back/
I stay in tact like a poster/
Posted in the crib, hopeful. Watching 50 Cent

to the bank
I got money, got bands
I got 50, no cents
She say to spend it, i said I can’t
All of my clothes, designer brand
I got this green, feel like plant
I

The Kingdom is fucked and I use that as an adjective
No 50 cent when I say we need a magic stick
But instead we just go for looks on some pageant shit
Ya yo

think it was madе by 50 Cent
He is my idol, and I pray to him
When I go and, yеah

I am harder than a 3-week-old turd
I am flyer than 47 birds no you guys

can't help but spiral father
A goner
My mama always told me to diss 'em and prove wrong
But look at how we living the system be too strong
And judging by

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,

dead
Like damn that's how you felt
No fifty cent know I'm hated by many men
Run up a check and I'm quick to spend
Really out the way might be in a tent

to the grave where you noticed I was gay uh huh, uh huh

An ice cream truck
Drives my way by
Popsickle sticks for 50 cents man
My mouth is blue
I lost my keys

Sideshow

Major Harris

My Way

1975

Hurry, hurry, step right up
See the sideshow in town for only fifty cents

Step right up, hurry, hurry before the show begins, my friends
Stand

it on you
The break it hard
Big man Big man drip on the brother
If you wanna be my opp
Then you must be robocop
Or maybe 50 cent coz you must be

(Skrrt) many Men, feel like 50 Cent
How they want me dead
This a hundred-round drum
How I fuck up the city
Flat-chested bitch hatin', tell ya mans
"Buy some

The Abduction

Wu-Tang Clan

The Piece Maker

2000

teach the kids, you rather have a bullet or a word to your wig
Murder rates increases, bullet holes the size of fifty cent pieces
Don't worry about

Money Over Bitches

Game

Untold Story, Vol. 2 [Chopped and Screwed]

truck, whizzin' through borders
I was through flippin' quarters when I made my first mill'
I'm about a dollar, 50 Cent ain't real?

Dead presidents,

n black on its on!

Wassup? This the kid 50 Cent man
Its going down, ya heard me?
Niggas got me mad, ya talk
Ya niggas got me all fucked up
I'm finna

Rubik's
Baby wanna fuck
Told that bitch she gotta slurp me
When I make her horny
I be gone by the morning
Please don't call my phone
My main bitch at home

Everytime i get the bread i split it 50 50 
On the weekend packing shows we be riding through the city
Sweet boy but still i get you drown like i'm willy