Lyrics:
the start you
A hoe and now I know the only people record
Conversations is 5-0 so nigga die
Slow, see here ya go
While you gotta chance let a real
Nigga put
Inspiration, while certainly a state that can be practiced and multiplied, is by definition
Not a constant resource
Exterior influences are probably
somethin' man, your ass is grown
Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
(Kids, sing, kids, sing)
We wasn't supposed to make it
leaning on the fence
Tryin' to make a dollar out of fifteen cents
Really is a prankster, tried to be a gangster
Real big wheel when a gun is in his
and that's just a fact
Sending a message but no this ain't a fax
The future that I manifested
Know it is in effect
Gotta disinfect I'm spitting like
Mucous in
fucking weapon
When I was three I was just a little G
But if you looked in my eyes you'd see the future of a real MC
And at the age of nine I wrote my first
no sleep
And if I don't get my hustle on then I can't eat
Bitch I feel like 50 cent back in 03
Talking thru my teeth uh
Swagger so elite uh
Bitch I'm
die for the revenue
Sea my future so I'm shelling music in my room
And I prove that I do this properly
Margarita pizza there is nothing that is topping
To an almanac
I got 50 tracks
And 50 racks
I got 50 senses
What's the sense I'm that
Not 50 cent
And I'm not a cat
But she showed me
Her titty tats
I gave her
the future belongs to you! (chorus)
To the ones carrying roses
Not fearing to hurt hands
because their blood is not blue
or green of Dollar
but red
"Hit them up", Tupac came with it
Eazy-E, Family Tree, still remain the same, nigga
Snoop, Bone, Eminem, Fifty Cent, Game, Kendrick
Uncle D.O.C.,
pull a fast one
Fifty cent flashin they hate us wit a passion
Mashin, still fresh in three-day old fashion
Your plaid, I'm stripes, together we be
the sky tryin' to blast sun
Zero to sixty in a second, pull a fast one
Fifty cent flashin' they hate us with a passion
Mashin', still fresh in three-day
Machine Gun Kelly is as self-effacing as he
Is talented known also
By his real name Colson
Baker, MGK effortlessly defies
Easy categorization from
Probably 'cause I gotta tell myself another lie
'Cause that's what helps to get me by
'Cause I'm in Hell
This is my goodbye, farewell
Wanna hold you,
a suit and It's bluish
And he always stack breesh like he jewish
Most of your favorite rappers you listen to I influenced
Album mode they keep saying I'm
Yeah, this the Shady Records mixtape (yeah)
Invasion, mixed by the Evil Genius (50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo)
G-Unit
This rap shit plays
they math
Bitches ain't half cut up crack up in the stash
50 Cent Italian, icy flow
This is that Run-and-Get-a-Dollar-for-The-Ice-Cream-Cone
Cause they
It's the number one crew in the area!
The Big L be lightin' niggas like incense
Gettin' men lynched too intense
I'm killin' infants for ten cents
Hurry, hurry, step right up
See the sideshow in town for only fifty cents
Step right up, hurry, hurry before the show begins, my friends
Stand
form is a mess
I got some ideas despite you not needing my two cents
Here let me help you with that
Stiffen ya back chest to the wind
You wont improve if
gotta die, I'd rather homicide
I ain't have fifty cent when my grandmama died
Now I'm goin' back to Cali with my Jacob on, see how time fly?
Hate it
said it's his last, then 50 and Em
Then what? Detox drops, what do we got then?
So now our whole camps is runnin' around
Scrambling over what to do
있어
우린 그저 멋진 꿈을 꾸면 될 뿐이지
몇 달째 trapped again 난 천 번 더 take
Workin' is not work to me I swear
내가 방안에 갇혀 쌓던 패가 replace 구땡
But I do it fifty times 마치
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