Lifes On The Line - Album Version (Explicit)

Song Lifes On The Line - Album Version (Explicit)
Artist 50 Cent
Album Get Rich Or Die Tryin

Lyrics

[00:03.13] Nobody likes me
[00:08.25] Nobody likes me, but that's okay
[00:11.97] Cuz I don't like y'all anyway
[00:14.87] ...And I don't like y'all anyway
[00:16.73] **** all y'all!!
[00:18.20] My watch talk for me, my whip talk for me
[00:20.63] My gat talk for me
[00:22.03] BLAT! Wutup homie
[00:23.33] For bitches who don't know me
[00:24.64] ...They wanna blow me cuz the shit I floss wit sayin a lot for me
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[00:28.35] I came into rap humble, I don't give a **** now
[00:30.97] Serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptown
[00:33.59] Coke price go up, cats is come down
[00:36.10] The D's run in my crib, I'm nowhere to be found
[00:37.83] The bitch who hustle for me, they dont even stash tracks
[00:41.50] They keep it on em, right there in they ass crack
[00:44.01] When I don't like a nigga, I don't pretend to
[00:46.33] I'll have the paramedics wrap your ****in head like a Hindu
[00:48.79] Look, I ain't goin nowhere, so get used to me
[00:51.17] OG's look at me and see what they used to be
[00:53.68] I'm that nigga that sold coke, the nigga that sold dope
[00:56.20] The nigga that shot Dice when he broke to So So
[00:58.84] The thug, they pop shit
[01:00.32] The thug that pop clips
[01:02.06] The thug that went from three and a half to whole bricks
[01:03.92] Nigga ain't in his right mind, goin against me
[01:06.66] My picture's painted through words that make a blind man see
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[01:10.26] Scream murder! (I don't believe you!)
[01:12.13] Murder! (**** around and leave you!)
[01:14.33] Murder! (I don't believe you!)
[01:17.48] Murder, murder! (Your life's on the line!)
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[01:19.80] Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
[01:21.89] I'm tryna figure out how y'all started me
[01:24.23] Make me catch her on the late night
[01:26.59] Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six
[01:29.32]
[01:30.20] I'm not a marksmen while spark issue, I spray random
[01:32.43] Not a pretty nigga but my moms think I'm handsome
[01:34.89] I hate to hear "He say, She say" shit
[01:37.24] Unless he say she say she on my dick
[01:40.06] It's no coincidence, niggas who **** wit me get shot up
[01:42.32] I do a Cali style drive by and tear ya block up
[01:45.31] You soft through, be puttin up a crazy front
[01:47.18] I stay wit the Mac, cuz niggas tried to blaze me once
[01:50.39] In the hood they be like, "Damn, 50 really spitted on em"
[01:53.03] "You heard that shit?" "Yeah, 50 really shitted on em"
[01:55.76] Beef, you don't want none, so don't start none
[01:58.30] You just a small player in this game, play a part son
[02:00.52]
[02:10.80] These cats always escape reality when they rhyme
[02:13.02] That's why they write about bricks and only dealt wit dimes
[02:15.73] Leave it to them, and they say they got a fast car
[02:18.35] Nascar, truck wit a crash bar
[02:21.05] And TV's in the dash, pa
[02:24.87] See em in the five wit stock rims, I just laugh, pa
[02:26.43] I catch stunts when I ain't tryin
[02:27.93] I ain't lyin, I sit Don P til I split up
[02:30.51] Keep my rent split up
[02:32.03] Get outta line, I get you hit up (Wooo!)
[02:33.45] Now if you say my name in your rhyme, watch what you say
[02:35.83] You get carried away, you can get shot and carried away
[02:39.03] Now here's a list of MC's that can kill you in eight bars:
[02:41.33] 50, umm Jay-Z and Nas
[02:44.17] I'ma say this shit now and never again
[02:46.67] We ain't buddies, we ain't partners and we damn sure ain't friends
[02:49.45] The games you playin, you get killed like that
[02:51.84] Actin like you all hard, you ain't built like that
[02:54.25] See me when you see me nigga, one
[02:56.14] (One)
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[03:07.60] Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
[03:09.47] I'm tryna figure out how y'all started me
[03:11.80] You gon make me catch her on the late night
[03:14.43] Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six
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