even matter. it didn't matter to you and... you don't even care. and you didn't even change take me now. just take me now. background vocals throughout
showtime) Swizz! OHH! (M, C) Wooooo! [Chorus: 50 Cent] I run the show! No ifs, ands or buts about it Me fall off? Listen homeboy, I doubt it Me? I gets
blow that mind Watch as I paint the picture for ya, its kodak time If you ever wondered who He was, then no that now No interruption take the sweets and
weed, now the little baby's crazed raised off Hennesey, tell me will my enemies flee when they see me, believe me Even Thugs gotta learn to take it easy
with me (What do we have here NOWWW?) Now can you take the pressure, that's what we gon' see [click clack, GUNSHOT] [Verse Two: 50 Cent] Now since you
we holding on to love Thats no longer there Can you please help me God Bless me please Keep my seeds healthy Banging on my enemies Bleed While my G's healthy Hoping they bury me
god Get me high When I'm burried Knowing deep inside me Only if yah love Come rush me to the gates of heaven Let me picture for a while How I live for
of a better planet Realism hard to understand, we stand slanted and still stranded, merciless thieves stole the best of me I pray to black Jesus to please take the rest of me
thats what it's go'n be- go'n be Shoulda listened,I told you not to fuck wit me- wit me (what do we have here now) Now can you take the pressure,that
now. Take it to the streets and let the pump, pump go "Pow! " Take my style, let me show you how I go wild. Now you playin' with a fully-grown man, with
Everything's gonna be alright now (it's gonna be alright) Everything's gonna be alright (it's gon' be alright) Everything's gonna be alright now (it's
Layzie came to me, told me if he should decease well then please Bury me by my grand-grand and when you can, come follow me [Layzie] God bless you working
everbody wanna try to bring out tha devil in me But tha evils ain't betta than me, weed keeps me at ease Take notes cause here it comes Tha murda mo comin
Bone Now tell me what'cha gonna do (Now tell me what...) When there ain't no where to run When judgment comes for you (When judgment comes for you) Now
this world that's ever so cruel But the good Lord blessed us Gave me true family I can depend on 500 Benz with the Synchro rims on Now I can get off
you see the gats blazin, get out the street now There ain't no use for you beggin to turn the heat down You label me coldblooded You wanna warm me up