Life's On The Line lyrics


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Artist: 50 Cent
Album: Guess Who's Back



Nobody likes me
Nobody likes me, but that's okay
Cause I don't like y'all anyway
... and I don't like y'all anyway
Fuck all y'all!!
I let my watch talk for me, my whip talk for me
My gat talk for me
Blat! whattup homie
Even bitches who don't know me
... they wanna blow me
Cause the shit I flow is sayin a lot from me

[Verse one]
I came into rap humble, I don't give a fuck now
I'll serve anybody like niggaz who hustle uptown
Coke price go up, capsules come down
The d's run in my crib, I'm nowhere to be found
Niggaz who hustle for me, they dont even stash crack
They keep it on 'em, right there in they ass crack
When I don't like a nigga, I don't pretend to
I'll have the paramedics wrap your fuckin head like a hindu
Look, I ain't goin nowhere, so get used to me
Og's look at me and see I'm what they used to be
I'm that nigga that sold coke, the nigga thats so dope
The nigga that shot dice went broke to so so
The thug that pop shit, the thug that pop clips
The thug that went from three and a half to whole brick
Nigga ain't in his right mind, goin against me
My picture's painted through words that make a blind man see

Scream murder! (i don't believe you!)
Murder! (fuck around and leave you!)
Murder! (i don't believe you!)
Murder, murder! (your life's on the line!)

[Verse two]
Y'all niggaz don't want no parts of me
I'm tryna figure out how y'all started me
You gon' make me catch her on the late night
Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six
I'm not a marksmen while spark issue, I spray random
Not a pretty nigga but my moms think I'm handsome
I hate to hear "he say, she say" shit
Unless he say she say she on my dick
It's no coincidence, niggaz who fuck wit me get shot up
I do a cali style drive by and tear ya block up
You soft through, be puttin up a crazy front
I stay wit the mac, cause niggaz tried to blaze me once
In the hood they like, "damn, 50 really spitted on 'em"
"You heard that shit?" "yeah, 50 really shitted on 'em"
Beef, you don't want none, so don't start none
You just a small player in this game, play your part son


[Verse three]
These cats always escape reality when they rhyme
That's why they write about bricks and only dealt wit dimes
Leave it to them, and they say they got a fast car
Nascar, truck wit a crash bar, and tv's in the dash, pa
See 'em in the five wit stock rims, I just laugh, pa
I catch stunts when I ain't tryin
I ain't lyin, I sit dom p til I split up
Keep my rent split up
Get outta line, I get you hit up [wooo!]
Now if you say my name in your rhyme, you better watch what you say
You get carried away, you can get shot and carried away
Now here's a list of mc's that can kill you in eight bars:
50, umm jay-z and nas
I'ma say this shit now and never again
We ain't buddies, we ain't partners and we damn sure ain't friends
The games you playin, you get killed like that
Actin like you all hard, you ain't built like that
See me when you see me nigga, one (one)


Y'all niggaz don't want no parts of me
I'm tryna figure out how y'all started me
You gon make me catch her on the late night
Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six



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