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dippin'
Un-forgiven by so many men who wish to 50 Cent him
Talkin' bout how is he still shittin'?
Thought by now he would be empty
All this power in my

grounds
Wit the Shits
Just know I'm down
Reasons my niggas keep me round
Fifty cents you want a brown
I'm cool on any side of town
Screaming free my niggas

aiming at your vest (at your vest)
With many men ain't talking 50 cent
I was breaking it up
And bagging it up
That's a life of promising child
I just be by

Whip it up 
Whip it up 
Whip it up
Nasty! 
Cook it up
Cook it up 
Cook it up
Classy!

I just do too much 
I'm just getting rich
50 in the trunk 
50

got the nine like fifty cent
You use the wrong tone you get stomped out by many men
Always ready to brawl Controlled Chaos is raw
All I do is spit facts

cents
So now we count by tens
Are you ready to begin
It goes 10, 20 30, 40, 50, 60, 70 80, 90, a dollar
It goes 10, 20, 30 40, 50, 60, 70, 80 90, 2

ballot in the hall of fame
I'm a one of one trailblazer
Running circles blazing trails
By coming through
Unleashing all the flame
Revolutionizer
Gotta make

to that/
Manifestation rap/
The infiltration from the station got us pacing back/
I stay in tact like a poster/
Posted in the crib, hopeful. Watching 50 Cent

Remember the Name

Eminem

No. 6 Collaborations Project

2019

Nails (where)
In my eyelids now (what), I'm seein' diamond sales
Like I'm in Zales (yeah)
Without a doubt, by any means, if rap was skinny jeans
I

Wu-Tang, this loot be my new thing
I need pockets as deep as Mobb, bumping 50 Cent How To Rob
If shit go left, I'm getting low I hit the road
Fuck it you in

Handle business, I don't need my gun
That pressure be all in my lungs
So by age of 50, I'ma need some new lungs
Ain't tripping off Spring, I'm not sprung

stomach like enzymes
Make a bad bitch touch it no busta rhymes
I'm balling in public with hang time
I ain't 50 cent but I got five dimes
The money be

Thrift Shop

Ryan Lewis

Thrift Shop

(Da-dum, ba-dum, ba-da-do-da)

I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I'm, I'm, I'm huntin', lookin' for a come up
This is fucking

a good connect for you, okay, okay
(50 Cent)
Look bitch he can't treat you the way I do
Now lay back, Maybach '62, okay, okay
I got a bunch of paper I

Next up I listen to Eminem 50 cent
Cole and Kendrick and weezy and Ye
Now I'm a jet flying through the air bout to explode this game cuz
You know why

King of the Road

Rufus Wainwright

Fall Forecast

2005

Trailers for sale or rent, rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but two hours of pushin broom buys

King Of The Road

Rufus Wainwright

Brokeback Mountain [Original Score]

2005

Trailers for sale or rent, rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but two hours of pushin broom buys

racks on racks I hate my paycheck barely pay my rent
I ran the track I put my song on replay now I cash my cents
I'm running back it's a relay pass yo

cost like 50 cents 
Smoke a jay and stay high 'til I'm 56
Chef Curry in the pot boy I flick the wrist
I won't take your brother or your mother  
Just

you're passing to me
Ain't picky
But I'm chasing every high with some weed
Outta outta my way
Way too busy to be
Bothered by these civil activists

to go at man

Dropping heads, that's a flyer
Skull Candy, that's a diver
45 for a 50 cent a liar
I'm a survivor
Hit 'em like a two timer
Rough riding

a train on these pussy boy asses
I run this shit
I run that shit
Pull a fifty rack flight first class shit
I'm a real top shotter in a coupe
It's a lot

Y'all want some evidence, I'll show it
Hated on by many men
Got me feeling like my names 50 Cent
I'm reality, you a gimmick
Chuck me a fire ass beat I'll

a nigga blowed
Had to walk around like I'm 50 Cent
20 chains on me, 50 thousand cash all on me
Momma said I'm a walkin' lick
But I don't give a shit they