| Song | Don't Push Me - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | 50 Cent |
| Artist | Eminem |
| Artist | Lloyd Banks |
| Album | Get Rich Or Die Tryin' |
| [00:02.42] | Eminem, Lloyd Banks （G-Unit） |
| [00:03.98]50 Cent] | |
| [00:04.36] | I need you to pray for me （and） |
| [00:05.68] | I need you to care for me （and） |
| [00:08.94] | I need you to want me to win |
| [00:10.50] | I need to know where I'm heading, 'cause I know where I've been |
| [00:12.69] | Flows, bones, crushin', it's nothin' |
| [00:14.12] | I come up with somethin' |
| [00:15.41] | Come through your strip, frontin', stuntin' |
| [00:16.86] | It's something you want, 745 chrome spinnin' |
| [00:19.45] | Haters hate that I'm winnin' |
| [00:20.94] | Man I've been hot from the beginnin' |
| [00:22.44] | Mother****ers envy the kid, control your jealousy |
| [00:25.63] | 'Cause I can't control my temper, I'm fittin' to catch a felony |
| [00:28.59] | Pistol in hand homie, I'm down to get it poppin' |
| [00:31.74] | Once I squeeze the first shot （gun shot）, you know I ain't stoppin' |
| [00:34.02] | Till my clip is empty, I'm simply |
| [00:35.74] | Not that nigga you should try your luck with, or **** with |
| [00:38.52] | Hollow-tip shells struck you with your bones broken, gun smokin', still locin' |
| [00:42.69] | what nigga, lay your ass down paramedics get you up feeling |
| [00:45.53]Chorus 2X: 50 Cent] | |
| [00:48.39] | Right now I'm on the edge, so don't push me |
| [00:49.94] | I aim straight for your head, so don't push me |
| [00:52.12] | Fill your ass up with lead, so don't push me |
| [00:54.69] | I got somethin' for your ass, keep thinkin' I'm pussy |
| [00:56.74]Lloyd Banks] | |
| [00:57.67] | I cross my bigger nigga, and I didn't cry |
| [01:10.67] | To young to understand, the consequences of a man |
| [01:13.49] | Livin' a lie, I gotta get that money |
| [01:15.80] | I'll be damned if I'm bummy |
| [01:17.03] | Gotta watch my back around these niggas |
| [01:18.25] | 'Cause they frontin' 20 years, of watching my mama's tears |
| [01:20.74] | Got my heated, heavily weeded |
| [01:22.50] | Smoking that bomb, cause I need it |
| [01:25.00] | These niggas don't want me ballin', they want me buried |
| [01:26.93] | Thrown in the dirt, from shots flurry |
| [01:28.91] | Layin' your bugs under my shirt |
| [01:31.03] | I got plans to hop up in that Hummer |
| [01:33.19] | 'Cause I'm a stunner, I sit back and wonder |
| [01:35.39] | When them angels, gonna call my number |
| [01:37.07] | Under my chest is a heart of a lion |
| [01:39.14] | I ain't lying, bounty killers got me flyin' |
| [01:41.20] | With my iron, high as a giant |
| [01:42.77] | I'm runnin' from nothin', my stomach is touchin' |
| [01:45.13] | What I'm clutchin', to give you more than a concussion, end of discussion |
| [01:47.34] | My blood is colder, so I'm bolder |
| [01:49.60] | And it's either soda, hood on my shoulder |
| [01:52.37] | Look in the mirror, I see a soldier |
| [01:53.78]Chorus 2X] | |
| [02:16.05]Eminem] | |
| [02:16.24] | These are my ideas |
| [02:17.29] | This is my sweat and tears |
| [02:18.71] | This is shit that I solved, with my balls, my ears |
| [02:21.50] | This is me, who's got to be |
| [02:23.07] | What you see on TV, what you hear on CD, what appears easy |
| [02:26.21] | Man these teenie boopers see me on these magazine covers |
| [02:29.40] | In these beanies and these rags, living fantasies |
| [02:31.99] | Frontin' like it's all fun and games, 'til they shot up bang |
| [02:35.16] | When you see your brains hang and you see we ain't playin' |
| [02:37.96] | Ain't sayin' we ain't layin' down at night and ain't prayin' |
| [02:41.24] | I bullied my way in this game, man I'm done playin' |
| [02:43.56] | Man I'm done sayin' that I'm done playin' |
| [02:46.12] | I'm a start layin' into these mother****ering cocksuckers |
| [02:47.73] | There's no way I'm back down, like a god damn coward |
| [02:51.86] | I can't, how would I look as man, bowing to his knees |
| [02:55.43] | Like the mad cow disease, let somebody lash out at me |
| [02:59.03] | And not lash back out at 'em, please |
| [03:02.34] | Oh, whao, yo, ho, hold up, oh no, not me, not Marshall |
| [03:07.37] | You want to see Marshall? I'll show you Marshall |
| [03:10.49] | I try to show you art, but you just pick it apart |
| [03:13.37] | So I see I have to start, showing you ****in' old farts, |
| [03:15.38] | A whole other side, I wanted to not show you |
| [03:18.45] | So you know you're not dealing with some ****in' marshmallow, little soft yellow |
| [03:21.16] | Punk pussy, who's heart's Jello, 'cause |
| [00:02.42] | Eminem, Lloyd Banks GUnit |
| [00:03.98]50 Cent] | |
| [00:04.36] | I need you to pray for me and |
| [00:05.68] | I need you to care for me and |
| [00:08.94] | I need you to want me to win |
| [00:10.50] | I need to know where I' m heading, ' cause I know where I' ve been |
| [00:12.69] | Flows, bones, crushin', it' s nothin' |
| [00:14.12] | I come up with somethin' |
| [00:15.41] | Come through your strip, frontin', stuntin' |
| [00:16.86] | It' s something you want, 745 chrome spinnin' |
| [00:19.45] | Haters hate that I' m winnin' |
| [00:20.94] | Man I' ve been hot from the beginnin' |
| [00:22.44] | Mother ers envy the kid, control your jealousy |
| [00:25.63] | ' Cause I can' t control my temper, I' m fittin' to catch a felony |
| [00:28.59] | Pistol in hand homie, I' m down to get it poppin' |
| [00:31.74] | Once I squeeze the first shot gun shot, you know I ain' t stoppin' |
| [00:34.02] | Till my clip is empty, I' m simply |
| [00:35.74] | Not that nigga you should try your luck with, or with |
| [00:38.52] | Hollowtip shells struck you with your bones broken, gun smokin', still locin' |
| [00:42.69] | what nigga, lay your ass down paramedics get you up feeling |
| [00:45.53]Chorus 2X: 50 Cent] | |
| [00:48.39] | Right now I' m on the edge, so don' t push me |
| [00:49.94] | I aim straight for your head, so don' t push me |
| [00:52.12] | Fill your ass up with lead, so don' t push me |
| [00:54.69] | I got somethin' for your ass, keep thinkin' I' m pussy |
| [00:56.74]Lloyd Banks] | |
| [00:57.67] | I cross my bigger nigga, and I didn' t cry |
| [01:10.67] | To young to understand, the consequences of a man |
| [01:13.49] | Livin' a lie, I gotta get that money |
| [01:15.80] | I' ll be damned if I' m bummy |
| [01:17.03] | Gotta watch my back around these niggas |
| [01:18.25] | ' Cause they frontin' 20 years, of watching my mama' s tears |
| [01:20.74] | Got my heated, heavily weeded |
| [01:22.50] | Smoking that bomb, cause I need it |
| [01:25.00] | These niggas don' t want me ballin', they want me buried |
| [01:26.93] | Thrown in the dirt, from shots flurry |
| [01:28.91] | Layin' your bugs under my shirt |
| [01:31.03] | I got plans to hop up in that Hummer |
| [01:33.19] | ' Cause I' m a stunner, I sit back and wonder |
| [01:35.39] | When them angels, gonna call my number |
| [01:37.07] | Under my chest is a heart of a lion |
| [01:39.14] | I ain' t lying, bounty killers got me flyin' |
| [01:41.20] | With my iron, high as a giant |
| [01:42.77] | I' m runnin' from nothin', my stomach is touchin' |
| [01:45.13] | What I' m clutchin', to give you more than a concussion, end of discussion |
| [01:47.34] | My blood is colder, so I' m bolder |
| [01:49.60] | And it' s either soda, hood on my shoulder |
| [01:52.37] | Look in the mirror, I see a soldier |
| [01:53.78]Chorus 2X] | |
| [02:16.05]Eminem] | |
| [02:16.24] | These are my ideas |
| [02:17.29] | This is my sweat and tears |
| [02:18.71] | This is shit that I solved, with my balls, my ears |
| [02:21.50] | This is me, who' s got to be |
| [02:23.07] | What you see on TV, what you hear on CD, what appears easy |
| [02:26.21] | Man these teenie boopers see me on these magazine covers |
| [02:29.40] | In these beanies and these rags, living fantasies |
| [02:31.99] | Frontin' like it' s all fun and games, ' til they shot up bang |
| [02:35.16] | When you see your brains hang and you see we ain' t playin' |
| [02:37.96] | Ain' t sayin' we ain' t layin' down at night and ain' t prayin' |
| [02:41.24] | I bullied my way in this game, man I' m done playin' |
| [02:43.56] | Man I' m done sayin' that I' m done playin' |
| [02:46.12] | I' m a start layin' into these mother ering cocksuckers |
| [02:47.73] | There' s no way I' m back down, like a god damn coward |
| [02:51.86] | I can' t, how would I look as man, bowing to his knees |
| [02:55.43] | Like the mad cow disease, let somebody lash out at me |
| [02:59.03] | And not lash back out at ' em, please |
| [03:02.34] | Oh, whao, yo, ho, hold up, oh no, not me, not Marshall |
| [03:07.37] | You want to see Marshall? I' ll show you Marshall |
| [03:10.49] | I try to show you art, but you just pick it apart |
| [03:13.37] | So I see I have to start, showing you in' old farts, |
| [03:15.38] | A whole other side, I wanted to not show you |
| [03:18.45] | So you know you' re not dealing with some in' marshmallow, little soft yellow |
| [03:21.16] | Punk pussy, who' s heart' s Jello, ' cause |