Hey Em, you know you my favorite white boy, right? I, I owe you for this one
I been patiently waiting for a track to explode on (Yeah) You can stunt if you want and ya ass'll get rolled on(It's Fifty)If it feels like my flow has been hot for so long(Yeah)If you thinking I'm a fuckin' fall off ya so wrong (It's Fifty!)
I'm innocent in my head, like a baby born dead destination heavenSittin' politic with passengers from nine elevenThe Lord's blessin's leave me lyrically inclinedShit I ain't even got to try to shineGod's the seamstress that tailor fitted my painI got scriptures in my brain I could spit at yo dameStraight out the good book, look, niggas is shookFifty fear no man, warrior, swingin' swords like Conan
Picture me, pen in hand writin' lines knowin the source'll quote itWhen I die, they'll read this and say a genius wrote itI grew up without my pops, should that make me bitter?I caught cases I copped out, does that make me a quitter?In this white man's world, I'm similar to a squirrel Lookin' for a slut wit a nice butt to get a nutIf I get shot today my phone'll stop ringin' againThese industry niggas ain't friends, they know how to pretend
I been patiently waiting for a track to explode on (Yeah)You can stunt if you want and ya ass'll get rolled on(It's Fifty)If it feels like my flow has been hot for so long(Yeah) If you thinking I'm a fuckin' fall off ya so wrong(It's Fifty)
I been patiently waiting for a track to explode on(Yeah)You can stunt if you want and ya ass'll get rolled on(It's Fifty)If it feels like my flow has been hot for so long(Yeah)If you thinking I'm a fuckin' fall off ya so wrong (It's Fifty)
If ya patiently waitin' to make it through all the hatin'Debatin' whether or not you can even weather the stormUnless you lay on the table they operatin' to save youIt's like an angel came to you sent from the heavens above
They think they crazy but they ain't crazy, let's face itShit basically they just playin' sickThey ain't shit, they ain't sayin shit, spray em' fiftyA to the K get in the way I'll bring Dre and them wit meAnd turn this day into fuckin mayhem, you stayin' wit me?Don't let me lose you I'm not tryna confuse youWhen I let loose wit this uzi and just shoot through your Isuzu
You get the messege? Am I gettin' through to you?You know what's comin',You motherfuckers don't even know, do you?Take some big and some Pac and you mix em' up in a potSprinkle a little big L on top, what the fuck do you got?You got the realest and illest killas tied up in a knotThe juggernauts of this Rap shit, like it or notIt's like a fight to the top just to see who'd die for the spot
You put ya life in this, nothin' like survivin' a shotY'all know what time it is, soon as fifty signs on this dotShit what you know about death threats, 'cause I get a lotShady Records was eighty seconds away from the towersThem cowards fucked wit the wrong building They meantTo hit ours better evacuate all children, its nuclear showersThere's nothin' spookierYa now about to witness the power of fuckin' fifty
I been patiently waiting for a track to explode on (Yeah)You can stunt if you want and ya ass'll get rolled on(It's Fifty)If it feels like my flow has been hot for so long(Yeah) If you thinking I'm a fuckin' fall off ya so wrong(It's Fifty)
If the gun spark I'll hear all of the shots go offIt's fifty, they say it's fiftySee a nigga layed out wit his fuckin' top blown offIt's fifty, man that wasn't fifty don't holla my name
You shouldn't throw stones if you live in a glass houseAnd if you got a glass jaw you should watch yo mouthCause I'll break yo faceHave yo ass runnin', mumblin' to the jakeYou goin' ‘gainst me dog, you makin' a mistake, I'll split yaLeave ya lookin' like the Michael Jackson jackets wit all them zippersI'm the boss on this boat, you can call me skipperThe way I turn the money over, you should call me flipper
Yo bitch a regular bitch, you callin her wifeyI fucked and feed her fast food, you keeping her iceyI'm down to sell records but not my soulSnoop said this in ninety four, “We don't love them hoes?I got pennies for my thoughts now I'm richSee the twenties spinnin' lookin' mean on the sixNiggas wearin' flags cause the colors match they clothes they get Caught in the wrong hood, they get filled up wit holes motherfucker
I been patiently waiting for a track to explode on (Yeah)You can stunt if you want and ya ass'll get rolled on(It's Fifty)If it feels like my flow has been hot for so long (Yeah)If you thinking I'm a fuckin' fall off ya so wrong(It's Fifty)
I been patiently waiting for a track to explode on(Yeah)You can stunt if you want and ya ass'll get rolled on(It's Fifty)If it feels like my flow has been hot for so long(Yeah)If you thinking I'm a fuckin' fall off ya so wrong(It's Fifty)

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