[50 Cent] Hey Em, you know you my favorite white boy right? I, I owe you for this one CHORUS [50 Cent] I been patiently waitin' for a track to explode on (Yeah!) You can stun if you want and yo' ass'll get rolled on (It's 50) It feels like my flow's been hot for so long (Yeah!) If you thinkin' I'ma fuckin' fall off you so wrong (It's 50) [50 Cent] I been pacin' in my head like a baby born dead Destination heaven Sittin' poli-tical passengers from nine eleven (Yeah!) The lord's blessings leave me lyrically inclined (uh-huh) Shit I ain't even got to try to shine (woooh) Gods to seamstress the tailor fitted my pane I got scriptures in my brain I can spit at yo' dame Straight out the good, fuck Look, niggas 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 I copped out, does that make me a quitter? In this white mans world, I'm similar to a squirrel Lookin' for a slut wit' a nice butt to get a nut If I get shot today my phone'll stop ringin' again These industry niggas ain't friends They know how to pretend Chorus 2x [Eminem] We been patiently waiting to make it through all the hatin' debatin' Whether or not you can even weather the storm Unless you lay on the table, they operatin' to save you It's like an angel came to you sent from the heavens above They think they crazy but they ain't crazy let's face it Shit basically they just playin' sick They ain't shit they ain't sayin' shit sprayin' 50 A to the 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 loose wit' this uzi and just shoot through your Isuzu You get the message, am I gettin' through to you? You know it's comin' You motherfuckers don't even know 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 killas 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 died for the spot You put your life in this Nothin' like survivin' the 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 Them cowards fucked wit' the wrong buildin' They meant to hit ours Better evacuate all children (wooh) Nuclear showers there's nothin' spookier You're now about to witness the power of fuckin' 50 Chorus [50 Cent] The gun squad y'all when the shots go off It's 50 they say it's 50 See a nigga laid out wit' his fuckin' top blown off It's 50 man, that boy 50 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 yo' mouth 'Cause I'll break yo' face Have yo ass runnin' mumblin' to the J You go against me dawg, you makin' a mistake I'll split you leave you lookin' like the 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 You a bitch a regular bitch You callin' up wifey I fucked and 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 hoes" I got pennies for my dawgs now I'm rich See the 20's spinnin' lookin' mean on the 6 Niggas wearin' flags 'cause the colors match their clothes they get caught in the wrong hood and get filled up wit' holes, motherfucker Chorus 2x