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like a pair of dice
Yeah
East side
Ain't got no sunny sights
Yeah
But it's cool cuz that's my baby
If I make a dollar
We got fifty cents a piece
Let our

Livin' dat, yo what's up black?
Well its my third day home and not a cent to my name
No jobs they claim I'm back in the drug game
I need some money in

shot just one pinch
But getting shot bitch don't flinch
Not like 50 Cent they got Nine hits
But the killer Six feet deep ditch
Not like 50 tho they got

he got shuffled by a late show host
The crowd's silence left scars, and now his pills are the killing joke

Really, my jokes fall flat? Shitty satire

It’s fifty degrees in February
For a bout a week in nyc
It’s very scary
But I gotta press on
Cruising down the FDR to get my Mess on
I been

im a put it on u white boy like a flu
cut u up like how 50 dissed ja rule and give the rest to my crew,
i know this white nigga dont wanna fight,i

most but fuck living the life of dull and basic
I want it all so when the bill says 99 and 50 cents
Pass ‘em a thousand, tell ‘em to keep the rest
Fuck

of followers the same 
Fifthteen cent
Thinking colossal shit negative 
Fifthteen cent
But get rich or die trying 
Thats word to fifty cent
See my girl said it's

Qu'du bénef 
J'suis l'Milan  
T'es Marseille
J'suis triste quand
J'fais pas d'zeille 
J'finesse ta pute comme 50cent

I did it by myself without no help

Turn on my microphone you get Me

Hey ee

I drop the shirt and I wear knicker
I smoking Gas like a Cylinder
I grip the 50 like Vivica
Ride deadly

Tilt-A-Whirl

Slobberbone

Bees and Seas: The Best of Slobberbone

2016

on the summer's air so hot
You buy a roll of tickets at fifty cents a pop
You're thinkin' that it's gonna be cool, but I'm tellin' you that it's not, no ...

I woke up with 50 new followers 
That's 50 new people that wanna follow us 
Failure has never been an option, kid
cnd that's why we gotta live

stars made by cinnamon
I feel like 50 Cent, I'm hated, yes, by many men
She look me dead up in my eyes, baby, do you love
Him, or me (or me)
Not one

This is how it goes
50 cents in pockets of thousands of holes
In catacombs of city trains
The only light they see is reflected
From the surface of their

eva gotta spend a cent
I hid fifty thou
In da wall
I got me a brick
In da vent
Den I took da profit
Straight to Johnny
Not Dang nigga
U know I be buying

Would you still have love for me?

Ay girl you're a master piece
I could be ur Romeo no Master P
Play them throwback jams like 50 cent
Girl it's cold

And didn't really know
What happened
After that
But my boyfriend later told me
I told everyone off

I sat out by the pool the next day
Reading Fahrenheit 451
I

the master plan
She had left her friends and introduced herself as Jass she said
This whole event is so intense, of course it's 50 Cent
She grabbed my hands

around here/I'm probably going back
Well, good job with the car
And here's 50 cents for the tip jar
Oh no sir, I couldn't possibly/you hang on to it
You're

And gave them all to the ring-a-rang-a-roo.
 Chorus 

The army came, the army went, 
The price went down to 50 cents,
They got the clap and syphilis too,

Gimme couple good rhythms my spirit need to vent
Im chasing big dollars big brother gimme cents
Le chemin du roi on it like my name 50 cent
They told me i

then you don't know, dat's dat
Shit, a dollar outta fifteen cents, I got a dime
Tryin to hustle up my way to a million, I gotta grind (gotta grind)

me and Jed
I'm pouring out the red
That some shit like 50 cent
I just made a thousand cents
You don't make no sense
Use your senses
I see you buildings

Pardon me officer
I'm parked
In this park
Cause once I start
To drive
Leave my life
In the dark
Dark dark
Is all I seem
To see
Mind clouded
By