shake it mama shake it shake it baby... Out on bail fresh outta jail, California dreamin Soon as I stepped on the scene, I'm hearin hoochies screamin
can't resist The way you breathe down every inch Of my body we coexisted Well that was then. I never been so wrapped up in a love like that, It changed my
your guns, its all in good fun. We're making 'em run, making 'em run. Why should I feel bad, I'm the one with the gun in my hand. I think its time we
along All this time You were coming my way I should have known I was wrong You would come some day But you know love's a crazy game Baby, there's no other
my body (inside my) Inside my body (inside my) I can't take the pain, it's growing in me Inside my body (inside my) Inside my body I said I sacrificed All my
I didn't know I fell through the cracks of a place called home So where did you go? I guess it was places I was never told If I was born with a heart
Get all your bags and pack them quick Cause it's time to call it, call it Mind over matter and never disaster I've got to leave it all behind me Can
all But I cant I will bear the chains once more To be underground with your mercy Tonight I'll escape the pavement and the... Now the city has gone under And my
snow falling from the sky looks like angels tonight it would take a miracle to bring me closer to you any night but this one would be okay but the fact
my answer shackled up in slavery And Uncle Sam never did a dam thing for me Except lie about the facts in my history So now I'm sitting hear mad cause
ay my ikcd-ay, 'scuse my igp-ay atinl-ay But uckf-ay you igp-ay [Chorus: 50 Cent {*sung*}] This rap game, this rap game I ain't sellin' my soul for this
he holds an olive branch for peace In the other twelve arrows for his enemies, for his enemies Sons and daughters of America You lay down your lives For the warlords of America
take that ride 'Cross this bloody river to the other side 41 shots I got my boots caked in mud We're baptized in these waters and in each other's blood
I'll be leaving to my kids, man How the fuck am I supposed to raise a family here, man? How can I leave what we got, give it to my kids like... crazy
and American girls All the time Lose me in the dark Please do it right Run into the night I will lose myself tomorrow Crimson pain My heart explodes My
honorable diddy, I taste the dirt in my sweat, that's from the Harlem struggle, All in my swagger that's the reason why I got my hustle, I got the highest
On TV they prosecute anyone who's exciting So I put on my overcoat and went down to find In Revlon and Crimpelene they captured my heart To the strain
