Lyrics:
amaze minds, as I go in! Long way from Edwards Cleveland daycare center, I attended, as a kid. In Albany houses, Brooklyn, building Fifty Cent killed in.
Brooklyn, Building
Fifty, Cent killed in, Never wasted
Time on tracks for explosions
While society acting, Dotage
Making, Heroes, Out of racist, Like Al
houses, Brooklyn, Building
Fifty, Cent killed in, Never wasted
Time on tracks for explosions
While society acting, Dotage
Making, Heroes, Out of racist,
body but my spirit lives
The impact of' that gat can never take spirit kid
Besides that if it's not my time then I'm 50 cent
The goodness of God
decode how the Gameworks
03, play Counter-Strike talking all that shit
Tupac, Outkast, Emimem, and 50 Cent looping on the playlist
Music didn't find him
lil' Tommy to the store for the very first time
Told Tommy keep the change, he got back 50 cent a dimes
At the same time Willie Jenkins pedophile wanted
…time to play around, what is this? (humming
Singing) 50 Cent, I got G-Unit
Gather all my thoughts
All the bullshit I experienced is
Coming out right now
Things picking up fast
Confessions just posted can't wait for my incoming 50-cent check
Lately inspiration been nonstop
I'm a kid in a candy shop
Don't
like I'm 50 Cent right now cause many men wish death 'pon me
And them girls they slept on me but right now they're tryna get their heads off me
And,
Doesn't matter cos it's hard
Get that shit outta my face
You kids are a fucking disgrace
Stupidity written all over your face
Look now Picasso's turning in
I gotta die, I'd rather homicide
I ain't have 50 Cent when my grandmama died
Now I'm goin' back to Cali with my Jacob on
See how time fly?
Hate
the telephone game Instead of checking facts
You ended up spreadin' a rumor that was started by a rat
Stupid bitch
Tried help a rat 50 Cent me
Yeah
You fell for
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
Jeremy Lee had an ice-creamery. On the evening of October 10th he lost fifty-five dollars and seventy cents, was shot twice in the chest and again in
rocks like a fifty cent piece from Terror's twenty
Aimed at your Bentley son
Number one when my shard be blast
Mix with hash, made your heart beat fast
never could've told it
And I don't blame 50 Cent dawg turned the game around
The same thang I'm bou tto do now put this in ya mouth
[Chorus]
off the stoop with
Know I kick in my two cents, it's duffles and toothpicks
To give you 16 feel like if a pound flew in
Competition Nutso, let's GPS
and fighting sleep over nothing that was ever learned
Making an exit 'fore the party's getting over
Barely making 50 cents but I'm still fighting like a soldier
Trolling for the power bitch I feel like 50 cent hated on by many men
Tryna build an empire but I ain't one of lucious kids
Small City nigga Chris Wallace
Trolling
Yall niggas talking bout muhfucking 50 cent
Yea so what im A old head
Yall didnt know that this nigga the king of rap
He just aint fucking
the bankrolls
Big steppa I'm clumsy
Raised off 50 cent nutties
I was a kid like Cudi
Just tryna get cuddi
Leave them pigs no evidence
I done seen killers snitch
50 Cent
Numbers on that Larry June flow, got crypto by the load
If we talking 'bout myself? I never sold when it got low
Every fucking song I got bang
I ain't shooting my brother
Because I know that the government pray
That we get locked up so like 50 cent
I can not fuck with the game
If you're
grimey
Sorta like Muhammad Ali put my faith in fighting
If if I die trying let me leave my kids 50 cent
You a pussy why cause he in ya clique and you
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