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by violence

Never let it affect my conscious 

God was watching

Like it's watching now as I prepare this 50 cal

To blow you away make no mistake I

with a blue eye
No I'm not talking about my baggy eye or baggy pants
Cuz I wouldn't give two cents if 50 cent
Told me that he got presents
I'm just

said Fahrenheit Four Hundred Fifty One
That I bought for 25 cents
From the Salvation Army
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
9, 10, 11, 12
13, 14, 15, 16, 17
18, 19,

told me she think I'm the shit
Told Lil Shawty sheen never lien cause I'm…
Ima get rich or die trying and ion know 50 cent
I can get rich as fuck I still

50 cent
I ain’t even worth a cent but I’m heaven sent
I’m hellbent on getting it on
By the bar I see a black blonde
(As I approach)
Hello ma’am, you

Fifty cent, she trying to cook an ass pact with me, first off change your aspect, brain's
How can you expect me to accept, the disrespect, already

Trans Atlantic we send it by the gallon
We can do you like Bateman did to Allen
Riding through Queens like I'm 50 Cent
In the N train feeling I'm god sent

Hypertensive
This thing of ours, it's no pensions
Jay said "he bout a dollar
What the fk’s this 50 cent shit,?"
Shakespearean vengeance
Rest assured, there's

Trauma sensitizes the brain to pain
The cooccurrence between trauma and chronic pain is something like 50 per cent up to 80 per cent
So if you've had

from her, cause she borin'
Top down in a horse, I give two cents bout a whore
Like I'm dark, I'm feelin' like the voice
Pushin' the P like I'm ridin'

me and Jed
I'm pouring out the red
That some shit like 50 cent
I just made a thousand cents
You don't make no sense
Use your senses
I see you buildings

I throw my 2 cents in
Well make it 5 percent then
If black man is God then
The ghetto must be heaven under fire
Holy war against the races

The Family

The Flys

Holiday Man

1998

Fifty cents
Take your favorite girlfriend
You know she's of a Mexican descent

Tell it to the family
Ya see it growing day by day
You know you sell

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

dog again acting Hollywood again 
I just fucked Her and Her friend i was the man back then 
Cant get fifty cents from the bitch 
misfire with no hits

encore me faire perdre tout mon temps eh[00:27.50]Allô position bébé faut pas perdre mon temps[00:30.85]Je sais qu'tu m'entend qu'est-ce que tu attends

Portrait of the Artist as a Hood

3rd Bass

Derelicts of Dialect

1991

the days
Young strays, posted at the L.Q. on Friday's
Waitin for Dice to give the go ahead
Hawkin 50 cent, puttin heads to bed
for a herringbone hear

that bennigans
Timmy 21 to my competition
I’m a stomp em
In some timberlines
As a youngin listened to 50 cent
Get rich or die trying
Story telling

to Kansas
You said you ate it, but you're doing me damage!

Now it's off to sell a fifty foot spandage
Because I'm stressed off by your lady bandit
You look

mattress bed
In fact I get practice being dead but I sure feel like I am on fifty shades of meds
Let me get that Adderall I'll give you fifty cents i insist

like 50 Cent when drop many Men
Living everyday and I'm shooting for The stars Backwood filled with MAC 1 I'm on mars
Everybody turnt they back on me

rolling for that terp smoke
Yeah, I keep the purp bro
Pass it round the circle
Got 50 other strains
Tucked away like some merlote
Terp sauce by the jar
In

got a drum if i see many men plot then i'm shooting out the 50 (50 Cent)
We finna squeeze if we keep spinning know we be twisting hard then a titty

forgot a friends name
When I was listing them
Told them all the songs are fifty/fifty
Profits low that if I split it
To each it'd be a couple cents to them