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50 Cent - Don't Push Me Lyrics I need you to pray for me and I need you to care for me and I need you to want me to win I need to know where I'm heading,'cause I know where I've been Flows, bones, crushing it's nothing I come up with something Come through your strip, fronting, stunting It's something you want, 745 chrome spinning Haters hate that I'm winnning Man I've been hot from the beginning Motherfuckers envy the kid, control your jealousy 'Cause I can't control my temper, I'm fitting to catch a felony Pistol in hand homie, I'm down to get it popping Once I squeeze the first shot No I aint stopping till my clip is empty I'm simply not that nigga you should try your luck with Fuck with, hollow-tip shells struck with your bones broke Gun smoking, still locing, what nigga Lay your ass down paramedics get you up feeling [50 Cent] Right now I'm on the edge So don't push me I aim straight for your head So don't push me Fill your ass up with lead So don't push me I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy Right now I'm on the edge So don't push me I aim straight for your head So don't push me Fill your ass up with lead So don't push me I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy [Lloyd Banks] Ive'a lost my bigger nigga and I didn't cry To young to understand, the consequences of man Living a lie I, gotta get that money I'll be damned if If I'm bummy Gotta watch my back around these niggas 'Cause they fronting 20 years Of watching my mum in tears Got me heated, heavily weeded Smoking that bong 'cause I need it These niggas don't want me balling, they want me buried Bald in the dirt from shots flury Laying with bugs under my shirt I got plans to hop up in they Hummer 'Cause I'mma stunner, I sit back and wonder When them angels gon' call my number Under, my chest is a heart of a lion I ain't lieing , bounty hunters got me flying With my iron, high as a giant I'm running from nothing, my stomach is touching What I'm clutching, to give you more then a concussion End of discussion My blood is colder, so I'm bolder Hennesy and Soda Hood on my my shoulder Look in the mirror, I see a soldier [50 Cent] Right now I'm on the edge So don't push me I aim straight for your head So don't push me Fill your ass up with lead So don't push me I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy Right now I'm on the edge So don't push me I aim straight for your head So don't push me Fill your ass up with lead So don't push me I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy [Eminem] These are my ideas This is my sweat and tears This is shit that I solved with my balls, my ears This is me who's gotta be What you see on TV What you hear on CD What appears easy Man these teenie boppers see me on these magazine covers In these beanies and these rags, living fantasies Fronting like it's all fun and games Till they shoot 'em up bang Then you see brains hang and you see we ain't playing Ain't saying we ain't laying down at night and ain't praying I bully my way in this game, man I'm done playing Man I'm done saying that I'm done playing I'mma start laying any of these motherfucking cocksuckers There's no way I'mma back down, like a goddamn coward I can't, how would I look as man bowing to his knees Like the mad cow disease, let somebody lash out at me And not lash back out at 'em, please Oh, whoa, yo, ho, hold up, oh no, not me Not Marshall, you wanna see Marshall? I'll show you Marshall, I try to show you art But you just pick it apart, so I see I have to start Showing you fuckin old farts a whole other side I wanted to not show you, so you know you're not dealing with Some fuckin marshmallow, little soft yellow Punk pussy, who's heart's Jello, 'cause [50 Cent] Right now I'm on the edge So don't push me I aim straight for your head So don't push me Fill your ass up with lead So don't push me I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy Right now I'm on the edge So don't push me I aim straight for your head So don't push me Fill your ass up with lead So don't push me I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy Flow Right now I'm on the edge so don't push me even if you do I won't buge I rule this rap game like judge you suck so bad I won;t curse at you I'll say what fudge you hate my career goes to the top yours go to the mud meaning the dirt your pussy under the clothes you probably got a skirt and a pink tee shirtIn this game most niggas are fake they think they hard I'll eat them like a cake I'll bake you in 1,000 degrees my raps pass threw like a easy breezeI eat nigggas chese when spit they say don't hurt me please. 50 Cent - Don't Push Me Lyrics f/ Eminem, Lloyd Banks (G-Unit) [50 Cent] I need you to pray for me (and) I need you to care for me (and) I need you to want me to win I need to know where I'm heading, 'cause I know where I've been Flows, bones, crushin', it's nothin' I come up with somethin' Come through your strip, frontin', stuntin' It's something you want, 745 chrome spinnin' Haters hate that I'm winnin' Man I've been hot from the beginnin' Motherfuckers envy the kid, control your jealousy 'Cause I can't control my temper, I'm fittin' to catch a felony Pistol in hand homie, I'm down to get it poppin' Once I squeeze the first shot (gun shot), you know I ain't stoppin' Till my clip is empty, I'm simply Not that nigga you should try your luck with, or fuck with Hollow-tip shells struck you with your bones broken, gun smokin', still locin' what nigga, lay your ass down paramedics get you up feeling [Chorus 2X: 50 Cent] Right now I'm on the edge, so don't push me I aim straight for your head, so don't push me Fill your ass up with lead, so don't push me I got somethin' for your ass, keep thinkin' I'm pussy [Lloyd Banks] I cross my bigger nigga, and I didn't cry To young to understand, the consequences of a man Livin' a lie, I gotta get that money I'll be damned if I'm bummy Gotta watch my back around these niggas 'Cause they frontin' 20 years, of watching my mama's tears Got my heated, heavily weeded Smoking that bomb, cause I need it These niggas don't want me ballin', they want me buried Thrown in the dirt, from shots flurry Layin' your bugs under my shirt I got plans to hop up in that Hummer 'Cause I'm a stunner, I sit back and wonder When them angels, gonna call my number Under my chest is a heart of a lion I ain't lying, bounty killers got me flyin' With my iron, high as a giant I'm runnin' from nothin', my stomach is touchin' What I'm clutchin', to give you more than a concussion, end of discussion My blood is colder, so I'm bolder And it's either soda, hood on my shoulder Look in the mirror, I see a soldier [Chorus 2X] [Eminem] These are my ideas This is my sweat and tears This is shit that I solved, with my balls, my ears This is me, who's got to be What you see on TV, what you hear on CD, what appears easy Man these teenie boopers see me on these magazine covers In these beanies and these rags, living fantasies Frontin' like it's all fun and games, 'til they shot up bang When you see your brains hang and you see we ain't playin' Ain't sayin' we ain't layin' down at night and ain't prayin' I bullied my way in this game, man I'm done playin' Man I'm done sayin' that I'm done playin' I'm a start layin' into these motherfuckering cocksuckers There's no way I'm back down, like a god damn coward I can't, how would I look as man, bowing to his knees Like the mad cow disease, let somebody lash out at me And not lash back out at 'em, please Oh, whao, yo, ho, hold up, oh no, not me, not Marshall You want to see Marshall? I'll show you Marshall I try to show you art, but you just pick it apart So I see I have to start, showing you fuckin' old farts, A whole other side, I wanted to not show you So you know you're not dealing with some fuckin' marshmallow, little soft yellow Punk pussy, who's heart's Jello, 'cause |
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