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and talk for hours Sean the therapist
But don't forget your talking to the one and only Sean Elliot
Them other niggas come by the dozen their style's

Goodness should lead men to the repentance
(it should make you wanna change)

50 Cent took nine shots look at his face
If you look a lil closer
You can see

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

you need one, I'll throw my tax on it, shoot a text
I treat my bitch so good, God blessed me with another one
They know they ain't gotta pay no bills

changed
Remember it for the rest of Your days
You were right
Once everything was brought Into light
It was like a whole shit show
Gave me a real low blow
It

think I'm finished
Yeah, yeah, yeah, give my lawyer a hundred and fifty
Ooh, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, God, can you hear me?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, niggas ain't

it real
But they make it so hard for me to take this deal
You gotta change your style, just to scrape my bills
I think this game is foul but let's

On God, if she ain't ask me nicely

We can't shop at Spree, yeah, on God
Brody call me, he say, want this 50 ball
Send it through, pass and play it, so

This is seriously out of hand
My plan
To rock the microphone damn
A man
My styles are method in span
Bi-Polar made me grand
Grandiose yo
I'm a fucken

a gallon of Hennessy
Better let your bitch go 'cause she's feeling me
And besides she a ho, she fucked him and me
And I gave her the beast like I'm Timothy

Shit God damn

I went driving by my ops block because I was reminiscing
So I slid to the graveyard gave my respects and then I'm dipping
To the ocean

Hit a lick on the liquor store n go n get sum more
I need hunnids, fifty’s give me more, cuz bitch I’m tryna pour
I hit a lick on the liquor store

Fire

50 Cent

Curtis

2007

You can hate it but face it B.I.G. and 2Pac just ain't around
Everywhere you go, there I go, I'm 50 Cent
Ghetto star by the bar I get you bent
You wanna

get different pay got different ways to make it
Niggas turn their back on me so many times, I gotta front
I ain't have 50 Cent, Nas, teach you how

hang it up
Go somewhere and hang up some 50 posters, PUNK
You speak too late, y'all prolly gon' go up to them awards
and get yo' ass whooped by B2K
I

Ghetto

Raekwon

Apollo Kids

2010

but gettin' big

Half the niggas I run wit' gettin' jig
The other fifty cent balancin' a bid
Oh shit, got this bitch seeded
To God I pleaded

a pastor sin
When I was broke, these niggas all gave me their ass to kiss
But I still put 'em on 'cause I'm past that shit
We tryna make it out

Ya,

Smile (I'm Leavin)

50 Cent

Curtis [Bonus Track]

2007

slanted like you're Asian
But you're black, God bless whoever gave you alla that
If you seen her from the back, you'd understand why dis feel like that

fifty keys
Driving off the road Narco style, they caught me in Belize
Fingerprints burned, Asics on
Made a u-turn, pulled at the weed spot, glock

dribble balls breaking 50
I used to pray to be like them until the age of 15
But I'm the god in my life so I started writing 16s
81 points that I'm making

I'm losing control, vision blurry, swerving off the hen
They changed up, giving your 2 cents nobody ask for your opinion
They always tell me I'm

cigarettes
Competitive verses, I polish my verbiage
I keep it 100 when doin my service
Don't make no cents for you to only be 50.
Im calling you Curtis

Runnin'

The Game

Against Everything

2008

car
Blowing horns like Miles Davis
At the pearly gate, God let me in
Give me a room by Aaliyah with ESPN
I know I got more sins than two lesbians
Been

Blessed by God with talents unmatched
And that's a fact
From playing sports to ripping raps
I pave a lane no matter the game
Lames wanna compare but