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And saved from the ill intents
Are we heaven sent or made by these elements
Of the present sins
Now love always relevant
Whole world looking to you
For some

you heard
But they say 50 sang too much
And Em got soft (Got soft)
And they say Dre just fell the fuck off (Woo)
Well, fuck the fuck-offs! All y'all eat

are you on
I make moves just to make more
You the type of guy that'll flex a lot
And steady borrowing ya cousin clothes
I go and get it by any means
I

My Turn

Big Punisher

Yeeeah Baby [Clean]

2000

style, tear you a new ass-a-hole
Flash your dough, but you too cool for the captain
'Cause I don't give a fuck if I was quadruply platinum
And to the 50

it, rounds in it
We're gonna start cause we know we gon' finish Know we gon' get it, are y'all with it
50-50, yeah, I love the way that you gon' split

Reflex to pull the trigger
Rhymes are Bullets you can't figure
Bucking head like nine Miller
Equal to Lil bill and white pills
Make niggas fall like white

just shut the fuck up and pass me a donut

Yeah, what's happening?

Hey what's up Dre?

Ayo Doc, what's happenin' man, you hook that shit up with 5-0?

I

stopping us

Yeah, are you ready are you ready
Yeah ready to dive
Into this love (no fear) (no yeah)
Are you ready are you ready
Yeah ready to dive
Into this

the earth is flat
And doesn't move
I erase the past
By the drugs that I do
But it makes me think that
The gods are all black
But never say that in school'sits

Ya hate me cause I I'm nice up on the mic
I'm twice the size of rice
My flow keepin em' right
Brain dead you need cents like 50
Cause you won't truly

Cant do the fake shit
Not even with the family
Cross me once
I'ma cross you off
If you touch my niece
Let them hammers go off
Got bullet by the boxes

that I'll be rich
Milli or dime Don't need a cent
When the beat recline you know this it
Bitch it's do or die
Get the bag or never try
Open up my third

I'm drunk, I'm high, damn near gettin' by
I'm drunk, I'm high, damn near gettin' by
I'm drunk, I'm high, damn near gettin' by
Yeah I'm drunk, I'm

PKNB

Asian Dub Foundation

Facts and Fictions [Japan]

1995

Is there nothing that a madman won't say?
Is there nothing that a goat won't eat?
Common sense,
Misinformation received
By the common man
You

was a friend
But it was no friend of mine
So I'll tell you how it's going
If you tell me how it went
He said I have fifty dollars
If you've got fifty

Built my pyramid then built my ladder to success
Y'all many men 50 Cent
Either get rich or die trying
Steady hands
Never sweat under the spotlight
Make

homie then 
Just on da one hunnid tip 
I be feeling like 50 cent, 
My haters be like mini mes,
I Get hated on by many men 
Pimp my pen for dividends,

said what I meant
I grew up on Michael Jackson and 50 Cent
As a young boy listenin' to Many Men
I did let myself go, but never again
Yeah, I can stay

Safe In These Arms  

VS 1
Overcome by the weight of you
Some days are harder and you can’t breakthrough 
That’s just how it goes, but it don’t need

talk for hours in the worst way
I need you around
I need you around
When times are tough
Oh we'll get by
We'll hedge our bets for simpler times
Something

straight kills the mic
And you can't tell me shit less you own ur rights

I want banks, get bucked, you don't know bout me
I got 50 cents, so ill kill for Gs

Up Out the Way

E-40

Napalm

2012

and throw it on the ground?
Instead I can't get by, fin this make you double girl
I'm back up in this, you pussy niggas in trouble now
Shake, what you gon

a hot mess (Wah)
Then I'ma rip it in the club like I'm 50 Cent (Go shawty)
Put your hands in the air if you don't care (Nah)
This music industry is

it scared to go outside
I'm from a city
Where the skinny niggas ride
Where we don't talk no
Shhhhhh
Be Quite
This ain't no movie nigga
I ain't
50 cent