Lyrics:
lights where do you belong?
Please Lord, yeah, it's gettin realer everyday
Niggas killin' niggas, starving 'cause they can't find no Yay
See at first
was usin
Street teams posted at the retail shops
Movin units out the moms & pops
[ Dionne Jackson ]
Did you know we do this all the time?
Are you
to repost
So own your thoughts before you read their critiques, oh
Pop
Let it drop
To end up flipping
First got to flop
Mixed emotions, lost my clear view
the brightest light
Back in the day, it was tapes, wax, and CDs
Now it's TikTok, MP3s, and digital streams
A lot's changed since you first came in the frame
know
We have to let 'em know
Heeeeere we go
Behold a pair of white horses on the Death Wish course
Been watching MTV, reading articles in The Source
the first mic)
Projectin' the voice with this mic that I'm cuffin'
You ain't my nucka, sucker I'm snuffin'
The word of the third stands true, so no
First things first
Deine Bitch geht allein schlafen in mei'm Merch
Mein Arsch ist auf der Straße vogelfrei and it's a purge
Rockstar, „New Era“
[ Intro - 50 Cent talking ]
Oh, oh, Gggga Gggga G-UNIT (UNIT, haha), yeah, it's 50 CENT (CENT)
And Lloyd Banks (BANKS), and Tony Yayo (YAYO), nigga,
This is a song called The Circus Of Death.
It tells the true story of a circus we met.
The first two verses concern the actual arrival at Heathrow
You going be calling me Papi
First time I seen her sweat
I made her stand on the
Stove cooking up particles
She sees me on tv screens
were the one
I knew you were for me when I saw the first Vandals EP
I found SNFU and cool I owned that record too
Seems we both had Social Unrest
[Bubba Sparxxx]
Uh-huh, uh-huh
That fish, that money, Bubba Sparxxx..
Uhh
Now allow me to present the very first resident
of this millennium
Let freedom ring with a buckshot, but not just yet
First we need to truly understand the nature of the threat
And a pale man walks in the threshold
limit after that so I did my Master P thing
Middle fingers to my enemies
Working on "The Documentary" with Nate Dogg sipping my Hennessy
First thing I
of what you ain't
Well packaged to distribute to the masters
Plotted this since first grade classes
Class is elements of a classic
I've got evidence
the first to tell you that you lookin' at a superstar
My microphone and AK-47, that's my new guitar
I don't belong to you and I don't care who you are
Yeah,
Kinda lookin' all classy
Psychological tendency, proto-call
Just lookin' at the article
Weed smell on my Prada clothes
Sometimes, I trip on myself
If lovin' you is wrong I don't want to be right.
If lovin' you is wrong, I don't want to be right.
If I come first well that's the worse scenario,
I
enchants me with their oddity.
At cosmos entrance hall,
where time and space units in a charade.
Under crimson flares I watch
the tempest of the universe.
In
article, the real deal
I need nothing to win
When everything is terrible and nothing goes my way
It's the first round and I'm hurt bad
I won't show any pain
And I really need you here
I just don't think you've thought of
Every possible obstacle
That I'm to overcome
It's an impossible article
To take every one
other and their glasses clinked
One single unit, inseparably linked
"Got a strange premonition there's a man close by"
"Don't worry about him, he wouldn't
on my shirt, make these b****es go berserk
Shippin' units, Captain Kirk, takin' xannies poppin' percs
Might not last, I'll bomb ya first, turn your
on my shirt, make these bitches go berserk
Shippin' units, Captain Kirk, takin' xannies poppin' percs
Might not last, I'll bomb ya first, turn your
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