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ft. Eminem



[50 Cent talking]

Ay Em you know my favorite white boy right...I.. I owe you for this one



[Chorus]

I`ve been patiently waiting

For a track to explode on (yea)

You get stunned if you want

And yo ass`ll get rolled on (It`s 50)

A fuse like my flows

Been hot for so long (yea)

If you thinkin I`ma fuckin

Fall of your so wrong



[50 Cent]



I`ve finished it in my head

Like a baby born dead

Destination heaven

Sittin politic with passin just from 9-11 (yea)

The Lords blessing left me lyrically incline (uh huh)

Shit I aint even got to try to shine

God`s a seamstress who tailorfitted my pain

I got scribtures in my brain

I can spit at your thang

Straight out the good book

Look niggaz is shook

50 fear no man warrior

Swing swords like Conan

Picture me pen in hand

Write lines knowin` THE SOURCE will quote it

When I die they`ll read this

And say a genius wrote it

I grew up witout my Pop

Shit that make me bitter

I caught cases and got out

Does that make me a quitter

In this white mans world

I`m simmilar to a squirral

Lookin for a slut

Wit a nice but to get a nut

If I get shot today my phone

Will stop ringing again

These industry niggaz ain`t friends

They know how to pretend



[Chorus (2x)]

I`ve been patiently waiting

For a track to explode on (yea)

You get stunned if you want

And yo ass`ll get rolled on (It`s 50)

A fuse like my flows

Been hot for so long (yea)

If you thinkin Im`a fuckin

Fall of your so wrong

(It`s 50!!)



[Eminem]



Youve been patiently waiting

To make it through all the hate

And debatin weither or not

You can even weather the storm

When she lay on the table

They operating to save you

It`s like a Angel came to you

Sent from the heavens above

They think they crazy

But they ain`t crazy lets face it

Shit basically they just playin sick

They ain`t shit they ain`t sayin shit

Spray umh 50 (gun shots)

A to K get in the way

I bring Dre and them wit me

And turn this day into fuckin mayhem

You stayin wit me

Don`t let me lose you

I`m not tryin to confuse you

When I let lose wit this oozee

And just shoot through you Izuzu

You get the message

Am I gettin through to you

You know it`s comin

You motherfuckers dont even kno do you

Take some BIG and some PAC

And you mix them up in a pot

Sprinkle a little Big L on top

What the fuck do you got?

You got the realest and illest killers

Tied up in a knot

The Juggernaughts of this rap shit

Like it or not it`s like a fight to the top

To see who die for the spot

You put your life in this

Nothin like survivng a shot

Y`all know what time it is

Soon as 50 signs on this dot

Shit what you know about death threats

Cause I get alot

Shady Records was 80 seconds

Away from the towers

Some cowards fucked with the wrong building

They meant to hit ours

Better evacuate all children

Nuclear showers theres nothin spookier

Your now about to witness the power of fuckin` 50!



[Chorus]

I`ve been patiently waiting

For a track to explode on (yea)

You get stunned if you want

And yo ass`ll get rolled on (It`s 50)

A fuse like my flows

Been hot for so long (yea)

If you thinkin I`ma fuckin

Fall of your so wrong

(It`s 50!!)

It`s the Gun Squad here

And you hear the shots go off

(It`s 50, They say It`s 50)

You see a nigga laid out

Wit his fuckin top blown off

(It`s 50, Man that was`nt 50)

They don`t holla my name



[50 Cent]

You should`nt throw stones

If you live in a glass house

And if you got a glass jaw

You should watch your mouth

Cause I`ll break your face

Have you ass runnin

Mumbling to the check

Your going against me dogg

You makin a mistake

I split yo lip

You lookin like them

Michael Jack-Son Jackets

Wit all them zippers

I`m the boss on this boat

You can call me Skipper

The way I turn the money over

You should call me Flipper

Your Bitch a regular Bitch

Your callin her Wifey

I fucked her feed her fast food

You keepin` her Icee

I`m down to sell records

But not my soul

Snoop said this in `94

"We don`t love them ho`s"

I got pennies for my dogs

Now I`m rich

See the 20`s spinnin`

Lookin mean on the 6

Nigga`s wearin flags

Cause the colors match they clothes

The get caught in the wrong hood

And filled up with holes

Motherfucka`



[Chorus (2x)]

I`ve been patiently waiting

For a track to explode on (yea)

You get stunned if you want

And yo ass`ll get rolled on (It`s 50)

A fuse like my flows

Been hot for so long (yea)

If you thinkin Im`a fuckin

Fall of your so wrong

(It`s 50!!)

ft. Eminem



[50 Cent talking]

Ay Em you know my favorite white boy right...I.. I owe you for this one



[Chorus]

I`ve been patiently waiting

For a track to explode on (yea)

You get stunned if you want

And yo ass`ll get rolled on (It`s 50)

A fuse like my flows

Been hot for so long (yea)

If you thinkin I`ma fuckin

Fall of your so wrong



[50 Cent]



I`ve finished it in my head

Like a baby born dead

Destination heaven

Sittin politic with passin just from 9-11 (yea)

The Lords blessing left me lyrically incline (uh huh)

Shit I aint even got to try to shine

God`s a seamstress who tailorfitted my pain

I got scribtures in my brain

I can spit at your thang

Straight out the good book

Look niggaz is shook

50 fear no man warrior

Swing swords like Conan

Picture me pen in hand

Write lines knowin` THE SOURCE will quote it

When I die they`ll read this

And say a genius wrote it

I grew up witout my Pop

Shit that make me bitter

I caught cases and got out

Does that make me a quitter

In this white mans world

I`m simmilar to a squirral

Lookin for a slut

Wit a nice but to get a nut

If I get shot today my phone

Will stop ringing again

These industry niggaz ain`t friends

They know how to pretend



[Chorus (2x)]

I`ve been patiently waiting

For a track to explode on (yea)

You get stunned if you want

And yo ass`ll get rolled on (It`s 50)

A fuse like my flows

Been hot for so long (yea)

If you thinkin Im`a fuckin

Fall of your so wrong

(It`s 50!!)



[Eminem]



Youve been patiently waiting

To make it through all the hate

And debatin weither or not

You can even weather the storm

When she lay on the table

They operating to save you

It`s like a Angel came to you

Sent from the heavens above

They think they crazy

But they ain`t crazy lets face it

Shit basically they just playin sick

They ain`t shit they ain`t sayin shit

Spray umh 50 (gun shots)

A to K get in the way

I bring Dre and them wit me

And turn this day into fuckin mayhem

You stayin wit me

Don`t let me lose you

I`m not tryin to confuse you

When I let lose wit this oozee

And just shoot through you Izuzu

You get the message

Am I gettin through to you

You know it`s comin

You motherfuckers dont even kno do you

Take some BIG and some PAC

And you mix them up in a pot

Sprinkle a little Big L on top

What the fuck do you got?

You got the realest and illest killers

Tied up in a knot

The Juggernaughts of this rap shit

Like it or not it`s like a fight to the top

To see who die for the spot

You put your life in this

Nothin like survivng a shot

Y`all know what time it is

Soon as 50 signs on this dot

Shit what you know about death threats

Cause I get alot

Shady Records was 80 seconds

Away from the towers

Some cowards fucked with the wrong building

They meant to hit ours

Better evacuate all children

Nuclear showers theres nothin spookier

Your now about to witness the power of fuckin` 50!



[Chorus]

I`ve been patiently waiting

For a track to explode on (yea)

You get stunned if you want

And yo ass`ll get rolled on (It`s 50)

A fuse like my flows

Been hot for so long (yea)

If you thinkin I`ma fuckin

Fall of your so wrong

(It`s 50!!)

It`s the Gun Squad here

And you hear the shots go off

(It`s 50, They say It`s 50)

You see a nigga laid out

Wit his fuckin top blown off

(It`s 50, Man that was`nt 50)

They don`t holla my name



[50 Cent]

You should`nt throw stones

If you live in a glass house

And if you got a glass jaw

You should watch your mouth

Cause I`ll break your face

Have you ass runnin

Mumbling to the check

Your going against me dogg

You makin a mistake

I split yo lip

You lookin like them

Michael Jack-Son Jackets

Wit all them zippers

I`m the boss on this boat

You can call me Skipper

The way I turn the money over

You should call me Flipper

Your Bitch a regular Bitch

Your callin her Wifey

I fucked her feed her fast food

You keepin` her Icee

I`m down to sell records

But not my soul

Snoop said this in `94

"We don`t love them ho`s"

I got pennies for my dogs

Now I`m rich

See the 20`s spinnin`

Lookin mean on the 6

Nigga`s wearin flags

Cause the colors match they clothes

The get caught in the wrong hood

And filled up with holes

Motherfucka`



[Chorus (2x)]

I`ve been patiently waiting

For a track to explode on (yea)

You get stunned if you want

And yo ass`ll get rolled on (It`s 50)

A fuse like my flows

Been hot for so long (yea)

If you thinkin Im`a fuckin

Fall of your so wrong

(It`s 50!!)

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