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down by law and I know my way around

Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!

A castle in the sky, one

that's full of burn holes
Tryna flip it to an album that'll turn gold
And then eventually plat
Remember back in school they were never mentioning that

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

when 50 cents
Felt like a thousand dollars
Win a Nobel sippin’ Mamajuana
Don't tune to the Oscars
No time to give life to an ounce of drama
Momma, we

cause I'm getting down
I'm having fun fuck a frown
I'll survive yeah yeah
I'll survive
Gloria G
Original Gangsta
50 cent yo call out the wankstas

cents
Treat you like dead, gunned down by many men
Comin off a hiatus
Been watching movies, playing ball and I'm staying hydrated
Even I'm my biggest fan,

the replacement upon breaking
Stress the environment I'm wastin', I find my mind taking me, back in time
To prehistoric humans living primitive, like swinging

50 Cent, Ludacris, Public Enemy, ScHoolboy Q
I was rapping with artists I'd never heard of before
Who ripped the mic in ways I'd never seen in person

You can have her I done hit the bitch
Many men switched like 50 Cent
Go to court y'all turn to witnesses
If you ain't about it you should quit it

Yeah, man, it's your boy J stalin
Man, you feel me
I'm just sittin' here lookin'
At this photo album, man
I got a lot of niggas that ain't here no

of my family mad 
Would have thought I killed him with my own hands, my bad!
I was by his side in cfrica, the pressure was spectacular 
Evicted from my

I'm thinkin like why bother
Use to get 50 cents and buy pops In the hood 
I was livin like I was unbothered 
Do you know how it feel wake up in

We been tryna hit a head
Can't find him, go get his mans (get his man)
I'm Doe Boy in that mini-van
50 Cent, many men (oh, really?)
I pull up

Own a couple real estates
Perform in 50 states
And around the world
Meeting people
Doin shows every week
But right now
All these things are just my

got the nine like fifty cent
You use the wrong tone you get stomped out by many men
Always ready to brawl Controlled Chaos is raw
All I do is spit facts

If I drop anotha album I did dat fo my dawgs.
10 Maybachs, everybody ridin big,
I just sit back like: Look what I did.
Den I bow my head and beg for

send me nine shots to 50 cent me
Get laid to rest by niggas that love to misrepresent me 
Cuz content in my writtens ain't talking about no Bentley
This

for your hypothesis
Honestly, owe no apologies, no apothecary
No drugs to save your mental, so enslaved by these authorities
Flawlessly, blatantly,

l'euro in piazza
Elemosino 50 cents
Stasera ne ho fatti 100 si ma non li spendo
E mio fratello guess what
Stappa n'altra guinness
Stesso spot
Lercio sotto

London where them boys die by the hundreds
No one taught us how to mourn, so we go print 'em on our jumpers
Back when Megan had the TT, hood dreams

Respectfully
You faggots ain't nothing special but special ed
He told me I'm smart as fuck, that's special head
Back to my roots, back in the booth
I

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

left
Up in the street bitch think this shit cool
Niggas don't do it for fun
Look up on my back you can see a couple scars
Lil shooter is a villain and
He

my songs in Google Docs
Your wife could be married for fifty years, she'd still get me and you flip-flopped
My dick drops on 'em hops on and hops off,