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    50 CENT

    Get Rich Or Die Tryin' 2003 ©

    Patiently Waiting

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


    I've been patiently waiting
    For a track to explode on (yea)
    You can stun if you want
    And yo ass'll get rolled on (It's 50)
    It feels like my flows
    Been hot for so long (yea)
    If you thinking I'ma fucking
    Fall off your so wrong


    I'm innocent in my head
    Like a baby born dead
    Destination heaven
    Sitting political passengers from 9-11 (yea)
    The Lords blessing left me lyrically incline (uh huh)
    Shit I ain't even got to try to shine
    God's a seamstress who tailorfitted my pain
    I got scriptures 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 without my Pops
    Should that make me bitter
    I caught cases and got out
    Does that make me a quitter
    In this white mans world
    I'm similar to a squirrel
    Looking for a slut
    Wit a nice butt 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


    I've been patiently waiting
    For a track to explode on (yea)
    You can stun if you want
    And yo ass'll get rolled on (It's 50)
    It feels like my flows
    Been hot for so long (yea)
    If you thinking I'ma fucking
    Fall off your so wrong
    (It's 50!!)



    You've been patiently waiting
    To make it through all the hate
    Debating whether or not
    You can even weather the storm
    As you 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 playing sick
    They ain't shit they ain't saying shit
    Spray umh 50
    A to K get in the way
    I bring Dre and them wit me
    And turn this day into fucking mayhem
    You staying wit me
    Don't let me lose you
    I'm not trying to confuse you
    When I let lose wit this uzi
    And just shoot through your Izuzu
    You get the message
    Am I getting through to you
    You know it's coming
    You motherfuckers don't even know do you
    Take some BIG and some PAC
    And you mix them up in a pot
    Sprinkle a lil "BIG L" on top
    What the fuck do you got?
    You got the realest and illest killers
    Tied up in a knot
    The Juggernauts of this rap shit
    Like it or not it's like a fight to the top
    Just to see who die for the spot
    You put your life in this
    Nothing like surviving 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 a lot
    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 nothing spookier
    Your now about to witness the power of fuckin' 50!


    I've been patiently waiting
    For a track to explode on (yea)
    You can stun if you want
    And yo ass'll get rolled on (It's 50)
    It feels like my flows
    Been hot for so long (yea)
    If you thinking I'ma fucking
    Fall off 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 fucking top blown off
    (It's 50, Man that wasn't 50)
    They don't holla my name


    You shouldn't 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 running
    Mumbling to the J
    Your going against me dogg
    You making a mistake
    I split yo lip
    You looking like them
    Michael Jackson 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 calling her Wifey
    I fucked her feed her fast food
    You keepin' her Icey
    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 thoughts
    Now I'm rich
    See the 20's spinnin'
    Looking mean on the 6
    Nigga's wearing flags
    Cause the colors match they clothes
    The get caught in the wrong hood
    And filled up with holes
    Motherfucka'


    I've been patiently waiting
    For a track to explode on (yea)
    You can stun if you want
    And yo ass'll get rolled on (It's 50)
    It feels like my flows
    Been hot for so long (yea)
    If you thinking I'ma fucking
    Fall off your so wrong
    (It's 50!!)

    2003 ©




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