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Hey, lend me fifty cents for the pay phone. You remember me. I'm Joe Magarac. I think I can. I think I can. God damn it, yes, I can. And if you do, I
Drop a fifty bag, twenty-nine for the thot Uh, I was really, really tryna keep it PG I was really, really tryna keep it PG If you had a set, they'd
50 Cent] I hear a lotta talkin niggaz must be mad at BANKS But there only one problem niggaz ain't as bad as BANKS Nigga yous front you gon get shot
York New York big city of dreams But everything in New York ain't always what it seems You might get fooled if you come from out of town But I'm down by
they don't come with no benefits So I give them nice shots like they 50 cent Now you see why I fuck with many men And I keep plenty of them How could
a dollar out of 15 cents dead presidents still trying to make a dollar out of 15 cents blood shot red eyes off that dank gettin toasted
and nines She only a nine, cause her sister a five Put in your two cents and I'm gettin' a dime Many men want my life, but 50 alive If you shoot me nine
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
the light And no one gave a shit Not even the kids He was already dead you see Your body moved slow And you're brain did too Mind wrecked by drugs Go Find
head I feel like 50 cent I'm wanted dead by many men The gun cocked and one shot just missed my head The next shot I then hopped that one hit the bed
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,
(Ugh) (Yeah, Look) I pop many tags, remember when we popped up out that mini van They all wishing death on me but bitch I am not 50 cent Many men
rolling with a swollen bowling ball in my bag You need a fag and tear a new hole in my ass, you better love me, bitch (Chorus) (50 Cent) My buzz is
that shit He just turned up the volume, bangin 50 Cent [Chorus] [Xzibit] I got soldiers from both sides who really don't care Who identify
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,
motion Had to switch the beat up again No fifty cent in this church we got many men I pray again every time that I just sin again I need the grace, need
what you need (one two) it's all fucked up now what the fuck yall gon do now (50 Cent) Yo Yo we can't stay alive forever So if shit hit the fan
what you need (one two) it's all fucked up now what the fuck yall gon do now (50 Cent) Yo Yo we can't stay alive forever So if shit hit the fan
Happy holidays Let me come here and talk to you I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin' (Great John on the beat by
heavy solo guitars all the old punks really need their beds doesn't mind playing early, punk's not dead if they could, the young old punks would beat
50 Drop and- nope matter fact, bitch Never drop again Until you drop dead I admit that I got vices Shit, right now I'm high again But if you lyin'
you picking up a vanguard I don’t play with no ouija boards Means I don’t play with no ghostwriters Keep ya 50 cents girl you might have to pay
to talk I could tell he a bitch by the way he walk (Uhuh) My name ain't Joe don't stalk I don't want you bitch this all talk Bad bitch hit my ig She see I'm
is what Bourne said And if you was born around that time You was born dead The Espionage Act had people confused 'Cause it was double talk And they
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