your shit imperial, kill niggas' material My whole crew ain't fearin ya, Mad Max the High Priest I got some real killer muthafuckas behind me And I be
ass outta yourself tryna stop me I'm cocky, rap's "Rocky", nigga you sloppy You know that I'm eight levels above you nigga I'll plug you nigga, I never
B? Yeah I've heard of you, still. Yeah yeah, you're fucked up, you're fucked up. ('Cause where I'm from?) Yeah, yeah, that's cool though. (Thats' where I
I was a juvenile And I was worth a couple thou still in high school livin @ my momma house Call it masturbation the way I feel myself So I started my own label and I
and hennessy I know ya'll envy me but l wont let my tallent go to waste, dog. [50 Cent:] Now since you're cryin for mercy I promise My success'll
[Verse 1: 50 Cent] Let me tell you a story about this bitch I know Grew up on the south side sucking dicks for dough Give her a half a dollar, she'll
me to Sam Goody's I wanted to buy a 50 Cent CD I took that shit home That shit was wack like a motherfucker Don't fuck with Game I like 50 Cent He reminds
murder, murder, murderer kill, kill, kill...) (You can't fuck with the real!) Out in the streets they call it murder (murder, murder, murderer kill, kill, kill
kill you if you try me for my Air Max 95s Told Banks when i met him imma ride And if I gotta die rather homicide I ain't have 50 Cent when my Grandmomma
need a gun? I'll get you that P-89 nigga let Dre stitch you back ??? Industry niggaz I'll admit to that But I don't even want your chain I'll let the
police will have to get me 760 I-I ride I'm a rider Molsotov, I toss that, you on fire Beef pop, I'll stop talkin n get quiet Put the muzzle on the Tech
[Chorus: 50 Cent] Im amzing,im crazy the hood dun made me feel like my emotions are froze i stay "G'd Up",its tha things tha i dun seen and the shit
3: 50 Cent] I'm the leader of the new school now nigga what? I got a 44 bulldog I'll tear your bitch ass up I pop off nigga front I'll put my knife in
[50 Cent: talking] 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck, Game GGGGGGGG Unit! [Verse 1: 50 Cent] See I'm a city boy man I ain't from the South 50 Cent man
there, now he runnin scared Some say I'm gangsta, some say I'm craaazy If you ask me I'll say I'm what the hood made me Now I can stunt 'til my ass dead
You know I still f**k with State P Still f**k with Dame Dash still f**k with Jay-Z Still, real still recognize real I still feel it in the air we still