[50 Cent]
AOWWWW~! It hurts...
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah - YEAH!!
D's tryin to plant a murder on me
In the precinct they sayin I done murdered homey
I told my lawyer I ain't heard of homey
And e'rybody know my niggaz buried him fo' me
You see I'm on your crib it ain't a burglary homey
They fin' to have me stuck in purgatory
I'm down to do the stickin when it come to the orgy
Conventional methods of sex, totally bore me
Wait~! I'm gettin sidetracked, back to the story
These cocksuckin [censored] got it in fo' me
[censored] they wanna [censored] me up
[censored] me find my burner and [censored] me up
But history repeats itself, they never learn
The Unit's the new people who gon' [censored]
Huh, we'll find out when niggaz let off the rounds
And this [censored] screamin [censored] down
[Chorus]
Get in the way, I'll murder dem
I'll murder dem
A nigga already got three strikes, I'll murder dem
I said I'll murder dem
Any motherfucker touch me, I'll murder dem
I'll murder dem
You don't believe me wait and see, I'll murder dem
You see I told you I'd murder dem
[50 Cent]
They sayin I'm an accident waitin to happen
I got one in the head, I'm just waitin to clap it
A pimp told me I was made for this mack shit
So just get you a white girl, don't fuck with no black bitch
I got two felonies, from sellin that crack shit
And the third one, came from showin niggaz my mac spit
See I'm down for that daytime action
Have niggaz crawlin under cars when I start to cappin
So they don't know what to say to the [censored]
But they know if word get back, somethin gon' happen
I've been shot, I've been stabbed, but I ain't been snitched on
When you snitchin where I'm from you gon' get your shit blown
Southside - I make the best of the worst
We gotta share the same bitch, okay I go first
Cause your, baby's momma is my, baby's momma
I come through to see my little nigga with the llama
[Chorus]
That's my word, GOD! Kick that thug shit, GOD!
Kick that motherfuckin thug shit man! Word up, man!
(What's up, son? What's up?) Word up, get go
(No doubt, nigga!) Money no represent, knowI'msayin?
(All the time, baby) No doubt (YouknowI'msayin?)
Who we got here, son? (Shine, baby, shine)
(Look) Look who we have here, yo! (up in the sky...sky)
Here come the vultures, the Mobb-laced potent rap shit
Perhaps, kid, make it happen, start the flippin
You fuckin comic, who you kidding?
My nigga's laughing, blood bathin, the world's greatest
In-famous crime-zanous
To interfere would be dangerous
Plane descent, stand clear, save your strength
You couldn't do the limp if you was coked up
By my z'd up, whatever the fuck, who gives a fuck? You get fucked
My coalition specialises in collision
The clash of the cliques, the duel o' the iron mac, spit
And leave ya half-split
You'll be missin much more than a fraction
When it's time for action
Hit em while a man down, make that nigga backspin
Trapped up, a ?? madman
We blastin you're collapsin, heavily light my gold Mac 10
Get imprisoned with dem raps they have you relapsin
You get castin the Mobb, deaf and assin
We face splashin, dope fake's ice-pick stabbin
He slow leakin, he 'ternally bleedin for speakin
Outta place, niggas get placed back indecent
Live at the main event may I present
Screamin out loud for any squad that's deaf
My Infamous Mobb, ya heart throb, hold ya breath
It's KO from dead arm rights and hard lefts
Another satisfied consumer who got blessed
Single out ya army til there's no man left
Man down (Man down, down, down, down....)
Lay the fuck down!
Infamous cartel, visible evidence
We scarred well, associated team benevolent
Never hesitant, opposition get settled here with
Sharp shit that'll rip thru
One hundred layers of Kevlar, sharp like the jim star
Exiled, son, he get sent far
He's the foulest, QBC gat bust the loudest
Below profile, peep style, thirsty prowlest
Catchin court cases, pay for your legal aid
Son, that's money wasted, I ain't got time for that
Invest third place on my best sold rap
On the scrap from the ignorant cats
It'll be dead in a few....just like that
Couldn't bust his gat right (Yo, y'know what?)
But now you bucked your own man, amatuer ass
Homeboy take that ass to class
But you cut in, duckin a reality blast
You catch a D minus fuckin with New York's finest
The conversation from them outsiders
Dick riders, connivers bomb ya camp
We know survivors, push you off guard, got homicidin
We analysin, tell you up front ain't no surprises
We take you down first round, give ya man pound
Check it out, dun, them niggas ain't ones
To be blowin off the top and shit, I'm tired of shit
Dun, I'm about to dot the bitch and leave him stiff
Toss me the fifth so I can bless the GOD with gift
Yo nigga Noyd, what's the topic? Yo, the topic is this
Let me start from the beginning at the top of the list
First of all them tight niggas with that space-down shit
I stick a rocket up in they ass and give em a lift
My marvellous Mobb is tonic, intoxicant, bee-swee
Morphine raps, you get dope from inner mind-see
Shit fienin, now get your fix cos you need it
Fuckin up your intravenous, the Infamous Mobb top secret
The only way you weakin is if you beakin this
Sneak devy niggas mischevious
'knowledgin the GOD behind the scene on some snake shit
The vultures, water from their mouth but we can taste it
We just waitin with patience
Yo, dun, check the cross-examination these niggas fakin
So you can scream, you can fiend, you can dream for the bacon
Or you can snatch the Mac for the faggot, ai!
Bang em up, fuck em up
I didn't mean to end his life
I know it wasn't right
I can't even sleep at night
Can't get it off my mind
I need to get out of sight
Before I end up behind bars
What started out as a simple altercation
Turned into a real sticky situation
Me just thinking on the time that I'm facing
Makes me wanna cry
'Cause I didn't mean to hurt him
Could've been somebody's son
And I took his heart when
I pulled out that gun
Rum pa pa pum
Rum pa pa pum
Rum pa pa pum
Man down
Rum pa pa pum
Rum pa pa pum
Rum pa pa pum
Man down
mama, mama, mama
I just shot a man down
In central station
In front of a big old crowd
Oh why, oh why
Oh, mama, mama, mama
I just shot a man down
In central station
It's a 22, I call her Peggy Sue
When she fits right down in my shoes
What you expect me to do
If you're playing me for a fool
I will lose my cool
And reach for my fire arm
I didn't mean to lay him down
But it's too late to turn back now
Don't know what I was thinking
Now he's no longer living
So I'm 'bout to leave town
'Cause I didn't mean to hurt him
Could've been somebody's son
And I took his heart when
I pulled out that gun
Rum pa pa pum
Rum pa pa pum
Rum pa pa pum
Man down
Rum pa pa pum
Rum pa pa pum
Rum pa pa pum
Man down
mama, mama, mama
I just shot a man down
In central station
In front of a big old crowd
Oh why, oh why
Oh, mama, mama, mama
I just shot a man down
In central station
Look, I never thought I'd do it
Never thought I'd do it
Never thought I'd do it, oh gosh
What ever happened to me
Ever happened to me, ever happened to me
Why did I pull the trigger
Pull the trigger, pull the trigger, boom
And end a nigga, end a niggas life so soon
When me pull the trigger, pull the trigger, pull it 'pon you
Somebody tell me what I'm gonna, what I'm gonna do
Rum pa pa pum
Rum pa pa pum
Rum pa pa pum
Me say wah man down (A weh me say)
Rum pa pa pum
Rum pa pa pum
Rum pa pa pum
When me went downtown
'Cause now I am a criminal, criminal, criminal
Oh lord have mercy now I am a criminal
Man down
Tell the judge please give me minimal
Run out of town,
None of them can see me now, see me now
Oh, mama, mama, mama
I just shot a man down
In central station
In front of a big old crowd
Oh why, oh why
Oh, mama, mama, mama
I just shot a man down
Hey, I'm okay.
Another day, another nightmare begins.
And the sound that I hear
is the relentless firing in my head.
Shifting gear in the driver's seat as
the finger of g'd signals me
and this concrete bloodline carries me.
Never thought I'd bring the war back home.
I'm a number; I'm a casualty of war
for a cause I never had the chance,
didn't understand the score.
They told me that I'd be okay,
assume civilian life, live day to day.
But when I think about it my hands still shake,
and I know what I am...
Man Down!
I'm in overdrive, barely alive!
As long as I keep moving, I'm all right.
Was that a muzzle flash from my past
or just my mind misfiring?
With one eye in mirror I see
the 'Cavalry of g'd" coming up on me.
Bumper to bumper, traveling fast,
waving Satan over...
I'm a number; I'm a casualty of war,
for a cause I never had the chance,
never understood the score.
They told me that I'd be okay,
assume civilian life, live day to day.
But when I think about it my hands still shake,
and I know what I am...
[Intro:]
G.unit
Eyo spider
Eyo hit that nigga banks up
Tell em man
Ey man I just seen the niggas man
(yeah)
Yeah man tell a nigga call pete
Call a nigga half tell em niggas common man
(wassap)
Them niggas over there
Man a nigga slippy man
They all been fucking with some hoes and shit
Common niggas let's go
[Chorus: Young Buck]
(let's gooo)
If you just a nigga spinnin outside
We gone hustle bout da wide
Overside
Nigga hit there ass up
Every body die when the bullets start to fly
Let em dry till da ambulance pick there ass up
Man down (aeeeh)
Some body got hit
Them niggas can't do it empty out the whole clip
Man down (awhh)
You hear em people screamin
They pumpin on the chest but your man ain't breathin'
[Verse 1: Young Buck]
Since homie know ma face
Ain't no need for no ski mask
Hollow tips can make a nigga go to sleep fast
Catch em stuck and show em nauf in his E class
Pull up and put a hole in his cheap ass
Bought a glock and a kayne with a body on it
And show the blood over spit nobody else want it
Whole kinda bitch throwem in da back seat
Empty out the clip make them hoes wanna track me
Don't u love it when your enemy has lost
And the sound of the 12 gage when it sound doze
U cathc that ass slippin and he blame it on hiss boss
Begin or his life askin you how much it cost
A bullet has no eyes and the trigger has no heart
The people never stop so the war bout to start
Don't be out there
Am tellin nigga as soon as filthy dark
We gone circle bout da block
And throw it less you want
[Chorus: Young Buck]
(let's gooo)
If you just a nigga spinnin outside
We gone hustle bout da wide
Overside
Nigga hit there ass up
Every body die when the bullets start to fly
Let em dry till da ambulance pick there ass up
Man down (aeeeh)
Some body got hit
Them niggas can't do it empty out the whole clip
Man down (awhh)
You hear em people screamin
They pumpin on the chest but your man ain't breathin'
[Verse 2: Prodigy]
Ningga ma slow flows ain't touch a bow
Your fans cahnge their mind
When P comes through
Cause I be sittin in da drop
Skimmin with the top
Then your hoes saw the video now they wanna pop
And maybe cause I gave David that stack
He cover ma risk with invisible sacks
Fresh off the private jacks
Now we in da projects takin pictures with the kids
Call me ORP or VIP da dawn
The people love me cause I say what they want
Tell these rappers they ain't shit they mommas too
When u see me in da streets whachu gonna do
Pull your heads down to your feet and grow somewhere
else
Better escape far make sort out your grill
Nigga am laughin at the top of the world
It's the unit
Pray that you could do it
How we do it
[Chorus: Young Buck]
(let's gooo)
If you just a nigga spinnin outside
We gone hustle bout da wide
Overside
Nigga hit there ass up
Every body die when the bullets start to fly
Let em dry till da ambulance pick there ass up
Man down (aeeeh)
Some body got hit
Them niggas can't do it empty out the whole clip
Man down (awhh)
You hear em people screamin
They pumpin on the chest but your man ain't breathin'
[Ending:]
Aiyght nigga
Just keep [? ]
U know how I most do in this score shit nigga
Hahhaaaa
Yeah
We gonna see watchu gona get really want it
Ya know
In this motherfuckers spot
50 what elese
Yeah nigga kick the speed up nigga
Late back
We got there
Nigga
kratze an der wunde
kratze weil sie heil wird
kratze weil sie haut wird
kratze weil sie juckt
kratze immer weiter
kratze bis sie einreiŸt
kratze bis sie aufbricht
kratze bis sie spuckt
kratze an der wunde
kratze bis sie feucht wird
kratze bis sie faul wird
bis das blut gerinnt
kratze immer weiter
kratze bis sie eitert
kratze bis sie taub wird
bis der schmerz gewinnt
gib mich auf!
denn meine wunden heilen nie
gib mich auf!
denn meine wunden heilen nie
kratze an der wunde
kratze wie besessen
kratze jede stunde
kratze tag fìr tag
kratze immer weiter
kratze auf den sehnen
kratze auf den knochen
kratze bis zum mark
gib mich auf!
denn meine wunden heilen nie
gib mich auf!
Infinite sense
Nothing to lose
A sacred war
I feel a stoke, a mindless blow, occult seance
Judas or savior? Reality or dream?
Is this the day of reckoning?
Contradicted sacrifice
Sacramental doom
Sinner among the saints
Hazard of suspicious thought
Upheaval or denial?
Prostitue of morality
Uphold the threat
Messenger of death
[Repeat 3rd verse]
Obscene and obscure
Regain, rejoice, or burn
Perish from this land
An endless war
A horrific rack
Incapable whore
No concrete goals
Nor an abstract thought
Impaled through standards
The enemy laughs
Men down [x3]
Perish from this land
An endless war
A horrific rack
[I-Born:]
A small, step for man, bitch, throw the pitch
I'm catching grams, check post
What we roast, and leave scenes smelling like hot toast
My thirst and sip flows, hot head
With more lead left than peeled toes
Gotta be, sloppy stops the boxing and rocked meat
Ice tea, Tommy boxers, choking on a Hi-C
Fresh like way up there, where inmates are pipe dreams
On these streets, where it probably is, it must be
Penalties, I'm at ease, I breath and touch dreams
Speed and don't crash, ski with no slopes
I plead with a judge and jewel reads
Rule he sold dope, sold nope to a nigga for my yes yes ya'll
Three four five six seven eight nine with it
I win it, a one-two check ya'll, respect God
And strip you where it hits hard
Head nods, work a job that's above the law
Pull up, way above the bar, broads love my scars
Bruises, scrapes and squads
Face concrete hard for money, with a smile
Style and funny, ripped like jeans
Bent up in 'em like crummy wear pawn
Take it like a crash test dummy, cash first money
The soldiers ammo, handle commando
Jam on stereo, really
From Dutch to Philly, all still feel me
Like love for a nigga, make his ass wanna kill me
Run your realty, spilling, top billing for the ghetto
Say it loud, and let the shit echo
[G-Note$:]
Yo, niggas is fruity like a splash of pineapple
Oranges and grapes, I don't fuck with niggas that shake
Looking from the project roof, the city looks pretty
My city never sleeps, ears beauty weak
Like you heard, the man got bodied over a bitch
Like world puzzles, I connects with Musa and pay tribute to the street
We recruit nigga and collect dough, triggers and sourveneirs
Antique guns still spit, without dust anymore
We bust 'em, I trust 'em, niggas ain't rolling with us
Fuck 'em, we draw heat, only live niggas like me'll
Fuck a bitch with the heat, I live what I speak and speak what I live
What the fuck these kids know about federali's
You lollipop (lolli) lying ass nigga
You don't move like a killa (killa) you don't talk like a gorilla (gorilla)
You don't move like a stick-up nigga
[Drunken Dragon:]
So I figure that I try to live right, but I ain't making you no promises
You running off your mouth trying to be a street pharmacist
Check 'em out, yo, the jig is about to hit
Rock bottom, crack heads snitch and cops got 'em
Taking 'em back up in the book, got 'em shook
Caught 'em with a pound of coke and some of that was cooked
This is why my nigga G wrote the Gunbook
For all your hard headed and mentally dead crooks
With them rhymes you kicking, your weak transmission
No you can't claim what my team is dishing
Get your ice and begets, your Moe's and Moet's
But first I gotta tell ya'll niggas a secret
[Lee-Major:]
Now you can play your distance, we hold our force down
With Egyptian scriptures, carved in your mental
With deep thoughts, we common sense you
Lyrically hem' you, whoever sent you, getting bent to
We extended like instrumentals, we make 'em
Read the parental discretion, so advise yourself
Put the wack raps, back in the shelf
Your heart is in your feet, only be versatile is your beats
You hold no weight, I slow chase, heavy mental
Seven seven seventy heavenly sent you
Something you don't have to pretend to, we been through
Shit tighter than bonds, minds trynna see farther than Mars
Far as these stars, just a few bronze
Hold the weight of the earth on our shoulders
Resurrected through time, behold the great mind soldier
[Pooa:]
To all those I had beef with, I know you was possessed by the street kid
Thinking that you sweet shit
The most humble niggas beat in your meat quick
In front of po', dump fuck that sneak tip
Brooklyn cats don't roll precedures, ya'll dudes can seek and suck like leeches
And chickens behind the bleechers
Put me on the spot, you find me speechless
Making power moves, time to sequence
Even when I showered you, popping your ears like high altitudes
Ladies, did take your kind for weakness
Mistakes for bitches, enabled to separate the difference
Plus we enough, make my hitlist
Ask anyone, Poo's who gave 'em business
Finesse harder jobs than saving Christians
Telling ya'll these days is ending, so save my henchmen
Without a bogus motive, nothing here stated, the man basically told us
With the Killuminati, I will wait, but soon will get bodied
Kind of tired, rather suicide, put two in the shotty
Spit til my heart contempt, while Diggs sparks the hemp
All my dreams are slowly floating down,
lost like diamonds scattered on teh ground,
and I'm blind cause the stars they shine too bright,
all the ghosts have found me,
this could be the last you hear of me.
And every morning I look to the sky,
because I burn my wings on the sun when I fly,
I cross my heart but the devil won't die,
Man down.
All the years locked up behind these doors,
longing to escape to distant shores,
I'm on fire cause the stars they burn too bright,
all the ghosts have found me,
this could be the last you hear of me.
And every morning I look to the sky,
because I burn my wings on the sun when I fly,
I cross my heart but the devil won't die,
Man down, I'm a man down.
Ohhhhh, I got nothing to back you up,
Ohhhhh, I got nothing to back you up.
Every morning I look to the sky,
because I burn my wings on the sun when I fly,
I cross my heart but the devil won't die,
HEY, we gotta go
HEY, let's roll
We're here for nothing
HEY, you hear it
HEY, medic
We need a trench to get in
Would you go to the war
To fight for someone
You don't even know?
You have no choice
Just try to rejoice
And pretend you're not outraged
RUNNING OUT OF AMMUNITION
GODDAM COUNTER ATTACK
HEY, man down
HELP him out
We need more morphine here
HEY, fall back
COMMANder is dead
Be careful with the sniper
RAISE YOUR HEAD AND LOOK AROUND
SHIT, EVERYONE'S DEAD
Here we go until our death
All we gotta do is shoot the enemy
And see his blood
OPEN UP YOUR EYES TO SEE
THE FUTURE OF OUR MEN
Husn walon ki adaaon pe na marna yaaron ishq dhoka hai kabhi ishq na karna yaaron
(main deewana hu mujhe) - 2 dillagi ne mara hai
(maut ne chhod diya) - 2 zindagi ne mara hai
Main deewana hu mujhe
Bekhabar bekhayal bereham se pyar kiya maine apano pe begano pe aitbar kiya
(woh andhera hu jise) - 2 roshani ne mara hai
Main deewana hu mujhe
Aisi haalat aisa dard aisi raat na ho jo mere sath hua wo kisike sath na ho
Sirf kehte yaha karke dikhaya kisne
Dil ke jazbaat ke rishton ko nibhaya kisne
(main wo ashiq hu jise) - 2 ashiqui ne mara hai
(main deewana hu mujhe) - 2 dillagi ne mara hai
Maut ne chhad diya zindagi ne mara hai
Main deewana hu mujhe
Kisike pyar mein marne ki baat karte ho mere mehboob kya karne ki baat karte ho
Haseenon ke liye dil dil nahi khilonna hai kare jo pyar usko zindaji bhar rona hai
Ishq bejaar kar de ishq lachaar kar de ishq hai beimani ishq zuthi kahani
Ishq benaam kar de ishq badnaam kar de puchh na pyar kya hai (khubsurat bala hai) - 3
(main wo bebas hu jise) - 2 bebasi ne mara hai
They all went away and left me alone
And now there's nobody around anymore
Just this big empty house, big empty street
In a big empty town and a big empty state
The radio is dead and the streets are blocked off
And I've been smashing windows, trying to get lost
And I read a few books but it just made me sad
Nobody to talk to about what I read
Heaven knows why I'm around
Heaven knows what keeps me here
There is nothing that can keep me down
There is nothing left to fear
It's my town now, my own town
Yeah, it's my town now
But I wish you were here
I'm wondering if I should learn how to fly
A police helicopter would be a good way to die
I'd be a fireball come crashin', leavin' nothing but ashes
A bald spot on the globe like nothing ever had happened here
