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freestyle
but first and foremost i'd like to thanking Roadie style beyond compare
for geting my belt back and helping me promotion my skills
and in return i

the garden that won't never grow
Heart been so broke so many times, come meet me at the crossroads
Fifty-one, fifty, I was taught to scribe and stick to my

of them cars
Ain't no more drive-bys, they chasin' shit
Tryna catch a nigga and erase his shit
Opps lived last night, so tonight
We finna slide back
Two

As I Reminisce

Masta Ace

Take a Look Around

1990

And after we worked up a sweat and got loose
We bought a Hero and a fifty cent juice

Word yo
Uneek, Uneek, remember back in the day?
Yo, let's Ice

I'm drivin 
Back to my spot
Mapped it on Waze
Report those cops
Two can play game
Like Vivica Fox
Damn 50 Cent you've got to be hot
Like this flow it's

lady
Still can't tell if you hate me baby
You tell me what I wanna hear baby
You ruin shit, you turn to me and blame me
I don't need your fifty cents

this bullshit that we call the streets
You know? What can I say? Hip Hops been good to a nigga
I got mad love for the East coast, West coast, North

Memphis, that 666, Trip Six shit, bitches
A fifty box of them Swishers, gold slabs on them 6's
In the back seat full of bitches, tryna hit licks, we gon'

a dummy check, like run me that
Ion do man bags, put 50 on a moneypak
You walkin, tellin high school stories of being a running back

And I ain't tryin

It's Time I See You

Eve

Kiss tha Game Goodbye

2001

your mom, and airing your girl
And like, you ain't got a prayer in the world
I'm hopeless and numb, I can't see but I can focus my gun
And I'm back

50
But I can't mention Many a Man that's fucking
With me

Suitin up to go, don't got a passport but I'm flying to the dough
Go get 'em a back board,

Push up Ya Lighter

The Roots

Illadelph Halflife

1996

the fifth from the Ill-Power Hill at that
He dropped me off within the streets of South Phil'
Where niggas think that killing's living real
Shorty's is

it's off-beat find it useless
Back up off me, or leave with shoe prints
Softly imprint the ignorant
No money to pay rent
But every last cent's dedicated

from 50 Cent side, but we already knew how to rob
Mom tried to get the church to talk to me so I could stop
We used to walk to the park, now we spinning

homie bih and it made him sick
But she ain't really it
I gave her right back to where she belong, I feed the streets like I'm Roddy Ricch
Uh-huh
I take

Short Texas

UGK

The Bigtyme Way

2008

bitch and unload
Get yo feet muthafucka, hit the muthafuckin road

And don't even try to come back nigga yo
'Cause me Dre and see got fingers on a fat

always gonna make rent
Gold chain on clearance like I'm 50 Cent
Good at school I'm the dropout 
From the high class of the low class look at me now
Uber

Too Damn Hype led by Jeff and the Prince
You're spending dollars and cents
We're spending pounds and pence
And yens and rubels and marks, you think I'm

glow
I'd stay up all night long 'til they played my favorite song~
      By the Light of the Radio...
Out on the street we cut our teeth to the beat

Sex in the City

Bushido

Von Der Skyline Zum Bordstein Zuruck

2006

King of Kings und ich schreibe mein Text auf den Beat. Yeah
Sonny Black, jo, back on the streets,
Guck', die kleinen Hänger rauchen Backstage das Weed.

Push Up Ya Lighter

The Roots

Illadelph Halflife

1996

rap spark the flame 
Hark the name, the fifth from the Ill-Power Hill at that 
He dropped me off within the streets of South Phil' 
Where niggas

from the streets, fly as can be

Yeah, thank God for drug rap (right)
Met a new transpo to bring the bud back (uh)
Got it covered from all angles
My

bite back
Open your eyes
this life is torture
When you live by the Gun
You gonna die by one
Learn a lesson from the OG
God won’t respond
Now the ski

the fuck out of my lane (YEA! YEA!)
I will die rich or trying no in between
50 Cent her when she on the lean
Did we ever meet? Couldn't remember I was