for they crumble Don't be actin' like the cardinals and gone fumble (fumble) 'Cause I'm a steeler fresh up out the dealer All the dope boys gone feel her. Flow so sick
go back to my other life, oh, and get it right Everything I do is making me more confused Oh, it used to be easy, all I had to be was me, now I'm mixed
deep down, there's something in me he found That made him believe in me, now no one can beat me now You try, it'll be them doors, Andre's phantom believe
's on y'all Now wait a minute, I didn't ask you all that I just want to know where she is, and if you don't know, that's it Then that's it then} I'll
can't handle it like a man And that's when it just happens And I snap and it's a wrap, and it's a scrap an then it isn't rap is it? Hip-Hop isn't a sport
all the things we used to do And I know that I should turn Off the radio But it's the only place I hear your voice anymore (It's ridiculous) It's been
wrapped around right where the tec be at [Chorus] [50 Cent] Gettin paper's my objective, yup, now your chain gone One false move and CLAP, now your brain's gone
This is hip hop It go clip pop It hit em if ya hit me Da clip pop it popped and it don't stop Papa said we bang bang boogie We get em oh goodie Keep
when I face it [Chorus:] All I want is you (mhm) All I want is you (now) All I want is you now (baby) Now that you're gone, gone, gone, gone, gone [
'all Hollywood, drama, passed it Cut bitch, camera off, real shit, blast it And if I had to give you up It's only been a year Now I got my foot through
earth We need it now I'm sick of all of this Hanging around Sick of sorrow I'm sick of the pain I'm sick of hearing Again and again That there's gonna
armor all'd down I can understand why you want a divorce now Though I can't let you know it, pride won't let me show it Pretend to be heroic, that's
Up in the Benzito with my kiko from Queens, nicknamed Perico We go back like PA's and wearin' PJ's Now we reach the peak age, runnin' trains for three days Who wanna ride it
t see at all And even if I could it'd all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad It's not so bad My tea's gone cold I
noticed something wrong All the worcestershire was gone But the waitress brought a different kind of treat She said this sauce was the chef's new creation Guaranteed, it's
what it is, we made it do what it do Just remember this here, uh, huh This for my aces and my spades, all of my N.W.A's All of my above the law niggas
true/ An all my love, I send to you/ This one here's for you, and you/ We still love you so you know it's all good (It's all good) Ya' alright (alright
my best Then it's back to the Lord who made me All the rest of y'all can judge But it's only up to God to save me Now that I'm gone None of my enemies