Текст песни 50 Cent f Eminem - Get Rich or Die Tryin`
50 Cent f Eminem - Get Rich or Die Tryin` слова песни
* send corrections to the typistHey Em, you know you my favorite white boy, right?I, I owe you for this one[Chorus: 50 Cent]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!)[50 Cent]I`m innocent in my head, like a baby born deadDestination heavenSittin politic with passengers from nine elevenThe Lord`s blessins 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 ConanPicture 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 squirrelLookin 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[Chorus] - repeat 2X[Eminem]If ya patiently waitin to make it through all the hatinDebatin 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 aboveThey 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 IsuzuYou 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 spotYou 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 meant to hit oursBetter evacuate all children, its nuclear showersThere`s nothin spookierYa now about to witness the power of fuckin fifty[Chorus][50 Cent]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 fiftyDon`t holla my nameYou 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 flipperYo 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 clothesThey get caught in the wrong hood, they get filled up wit holes[Chorus] - repeat 2X